Skilled in managing a house

"Come on, do it!"

"Dry!"

Zhang Yu and Zhu Jiuzhen picked up the 40th glass of wine.

Although Zhang Yu never really drank, because of the atmosphere here, he seemed to be very proud, as if he had really drank forty-one kilograms of sorghum.

He still drank at a slow speed, and Zhu Jiu really also slowed down, unable to drink as before.

It can be seen that Zhu Jiu is really drunk.

The wine in both of their hands slowly bottomed out. Put the glass down and wait for the waiter to continue pouring the wine.

However, Zhu Jiuzhen's eyes were looking straight at Zhang Yu, his eyes full of disbelief. He really couldn't imagine how Zhang Yu drank so much wine. Even if Zhang Yu drank a lot, Zhang Yu's stomach couldn't hold so much.

As people in the audience discussed, not to mention drinking forty-one kilograms of wine, even drinking so much water is unbearable.

At present, neither of them has gone to the toilet, because there are regulations in the drinking competition, and going to the toilet is equivalent to admitting defeat. It's just like drinking and vomiting.

The waiter filled their glasses again, and they grabbed the glasses and shouted cheerfully: "Do it!" "Do it!"

After clinking the wine glasses, Zhang Yu began to drink slowly again. The same was true for Zhu Jiu. When Zhang Yu drank more than half of the glass, he suddenly heard a voice from the other side.

"boom!"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, put down his wine glass and looked at Zhu Jiuzhen opposite. I saw that Zhu Jiuzhen had drank most of the wine in his cup and was placing the cup on the table.

Zhang Yu asked curiously: "Brother Zhu, what's wrong?"

"Hehehe." Zhu Jiuzhen smiled awkwardly and said, "My belt is broken."

After hearing this, Zhang Yu took a closer look and was startled.

It turned out that when Zhu Jiuzhen came on stage, he was very muscular and had no visible belly.

But at this moment, Zhu Jiuzhen, who was sitting on the chair, was already very pregnant. The belly was as big as a pregnant woman who was six or seven months pregnant.

In fact, if you drink so much wine, you have to have somewhere to store it, otherwise, where will all the wine go? Not everyone is like Zhang Yu, who can rely on water mines to drain wine from the soles of their feet. Good guy, Zhu Jiu’s real belly is actually stretchable.

The belly I have now is completely different from the belly I had just now when I came on stage.

People in the audience also discovered this one after another, and each one looked extremely curious, "Damn, did you see that the boss's belly has become so big now?" "No, how did this happen? Come on stage When I was a child, I didn’t have such a big belly.” “You can hold it up by drinking alcohol.” “This can also be used to hold it up, and it’s not a rubber band.” “Who says it’s not, you can hold it up too?” “Me. It can last to death.".

The people on the stage could hear their discussion clearly. Zhu Jiuzhen grinned again and said, "Keep drinking, keep drinking."

He picked up the wine glass and poured it into his stomach again.

Zhang Yu also picked up the wine glass and drank the wine.

The wine he drank naturally drained out along the soles of his feet.

This move seemed simple, but Zhang Yu was a little overwhelmed. When others drink, their faces either turn pale or turn red. Zhang Yu was different from these two types of people. His complexion gradually turned sallow, and his skin became dry and without any color.

There is no other reason. Zhang Yu used water mines to drain out the wine he drank, but what the water mines discharged was not only the wine Zhang Yu drank, but also the water on his body. Just like Zhang Yu punished Brother Lightning, he made Brother Lightning sweat constantly and drain away the water from his body, which almost caused Brother Lightning to die of dehydration.

Zhang Yu didn't sweat on his body, he just used his feet to expel the wine. Over time, the water flowed out together with the wine, and no one could bear it. Zhang Yu is also complaining secretly now. He can somewhat understand the miserable situation of Brother Lightning at that time.

Zhang Yu vaguely wondered if this was his retribution. It's better to use this method to deal with ordinary people now, let him feel it himself.

Of course he could stop and stop arranging things like this, but if he stopped, he would be drinking in a serious way. The vermilion wine opposite was really like a wine vat. I didn’t know how much more I could drink. If I stopped, I would probably have to get down on the spot.

With no other choice, Zhang Yu could only bite the bullet and continue to drain out the water and the wine he drank.

To be honest, there was already a puddle of water at his feet. Even if a pound of wine had been spilled earlier, it would not be like this. But right now, no one is paying attention to this. Not to mention, below the stage, several streams of water flowed down in straight lines.

Next, there was another cup after another, forty-three cups, forty-four cups, and forty-five cups.

Forty-nine cups!

Everyone watched helplessly as Zhang Yu and Zhu Jiu drank like water. For some reason, the atmosphere became tense again.

It seemed like everyone could see that there might be a winner.

They just counted in their hearts, and no one made a sound. The lobby of Qianbei Shao became extremely quiet again.

The fiftieth cup!

The waiter refilled their glasses with wine.

Zhang Yu took his time and continued drinking leisurely. This time, Zhang Yu finally took the lead and drank all the wine in the cup.

Zhu Jiuzhen drank it faster before, but this was the first time he drank it faster than Zhu Jiuzhen.

From this, it is not difficult to see that Zhu Jiu really couldn't bear it.

"Look, look, it's that kid who drinks faster this time." Suddenly a voice broke the silence of the scene.

"Yes, it seems that the boss here can't drink anymore. He is drinking at the same speed as he is taking medicine." "The winner is about to be decided." "According to my estimation, it's just a matter of one drink or two. ." "Fifty pounds. Damn it, these two people are really good at drinking." "Especially that kid, I think he's still not doing well after drinking. Look at that, he's almost the same as when he first came on stage." "It's almost the same as when I first came on stage. Where did you see it? I think this guy's face is sallow, as if he's seriously ill." "Oh, look carefully, it seems like this." "Damn, it's really the first time. Looking back, when other people drink, their faces turn red or pale. What does it mean that the more they drink, the more yellow they get?" "Maybe that's just their constitution."

Slowly, Zhu Jiu finally drank up all the wine in the cup.

His eyes were staring at Zhang Yu, as if he had seen a ghost, and he was breathing heavily.

When people drink like this, they can't breathe until they become ghosts.

Zhang Yu also stared at Zhu Jiuzhen, and a heavy gasp came out of Zhang Yu's mouth.

But Zhang Yu's condition didn't seem to be any better than Zhu Jiuzhen's. Zhu Jiuzhen's face was dark and rosy, and his face was covered with sweat. Zhang Yu's lips were dry, and his face was much uglier than Zhu Jiu's.

The waiter looked at these two people and his hands were shaking a little when pouring the wine.

You know, these two gentlemen now have drunk a hundred kilograms of wine together. The waiter kept pouring the wine, and he was tired too, breathing heavily along with him.

The wine glasses in front of the two people were filled again.

Looking at the wine bowl in front of him, Zhang Yu gritted his teeth and said to himself, Damn it, how can you drink so well?