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Zhang Yu couldn't help but feel a little puzzled when he saw that there were more women than men among the disciples who came in. Logically speaking, men should be able to drink and like to drink. Why are there so many women here this time?

While he was wondering, Li Mingyue, Wang Chunlan, Zhao Qiuju and other disciples had lined up in order, and they all bowed to him and saluted, "Disciple pays homage to Master."

"No courtesy." Zhang Yu said immediately and stood up from the ground.

He looked at these disciples and then said: "Qingfeng, I asked you to count the disciples who can drink... You are not wrong... Why are they all female disciples..."

"Master..." Zhang Qingfeng said quickly: "I just made statistics according to your wishes and told them that this is a big deal and they must tell the truth. If you can drink, you can drink. If you can't drink, you can't drink. As a result, after asking, junior brother Most of us can't drink, but some junior sisters say they have some tolerance for alcohol."

"It's like this..." Zhang Yu couldn't help frowning secretly, and said in his heart: "This is really a combination of Yin and Yang... Male disciples cannot drink, but female disciples can drink..."

"Master, I wonder if you have any urgent matters to do to find a disciple who can drink?" At this time, Wang Chunlan asked.

"Of course it's a good thing. Come on, follow me in." Zhang Yu said immediately.

After saying this, he turned around, waved towards the house, and took the lead to walk inside.

The disciples were all confused and didn't know what was the important matter here. But the master wanted to take them in and said there was something important, so let's go in and take a look.

Entering the brewing house, everyone immediately smelled the strong aroma of wine. Mu Siwei and the others were still busy. Every time they received a vat of wine, they moved the vat to the place where the wine was stored.

At this moment, when Mu Siwei and others saw Zhang Qingfeng leading a group of people, most of whom were female disciples, they couldn't help but wonder like Zhang Yu before.

Zhang Yu went over to say hello to Mu Siwei, and then led Zhang Qingfeng and others towards the location where the wine tanks were stored. Mu Huayi and other disciples could naturally tell that there was going to be a good show, so they couldn't even think of drinking. Even Mu Siwei wanted to see how Gaffe developed.

Mu Siwei stopped drinking and walked over with everyone. After the previous hour's busy work, they had received twelve more bottles of wine, all of which were arranged neatly.

Everyone came one after another, and naturally they could see Li Mingyue, who was already sleeping soundly. This guy was leaning on the chair, sleeping soundly and snoring nonstop. Although the traces of vomiting have been cleaned up, anyone can see that Li Mingyue was drunk. After all, that big round face is now red.

Many disciples inevitably whispered, "What's going on?" "Second Senior Brother seems to be too drunk." "How much alcohol have you drunk?" "I don't know." "Did Master ask us to come? Drinking." "Look at what this means, it seems like this." "No, the important thing Master said is actually drinking." "Aren't you talking nonsense? It's not drinking. Why should you choose a drinker?" "This Too."……

With everyone muttering, they followed Zhang Yu and formed a half circle around the place where the wine was stored.

Zhang Yu walked to a wine vat, then turned around and faced the crowd. Although Zhang Yu's face was also red, he appeared to be very energetic, definitely not like Li Mingyue. He said loudly: "Earlier, I asked Qingfeng to conduct statistics to find the disciples with the best drinking capacity. There is something important here. Now. Everyone has already arrived, so I won’t waste time. Let’s start with Qingfeng, come over and have a drink, three bowls per person!”

"Ah?" When Zhang Qingfeng heard this, he was immediately confused and said quickly: "Master... what about me... I can't drink enough... I'm mainly responsible for bringing them here... I didn't say I could drink. …”

"As long as you are here, no matter whether you can drink it or not, you have to give it to me!" Zhang Yu said seriously.

"I...I was wronged..." Zhang Qingfeng said with aggrieved face.

"Whether it's unfair or not, you are my eldest disciple, so naturally you have to set an example... Haven't you seen that Mingyue has already set an example!" Zhang Yu said seriously.

"Yes..." Seeing that Zhang Yu had said this, Zhang Qingfeng could only nod his head.

"Give him some wine!" Zhang Yu said directly.

"Okay!" Mu Huayi, the little girl, is really not afraid of trouble. As soon as she heard that someone was serving wine, she immediately got excited. She immediately found a wine bowl, and then came to the wine bowl. Next to the vat, there is a bowl of wine.

Then, Mu Huayi held the wine bowl in both hands, walked up to Zhang Qingfeng, and said with a smile: "Elder brother, drink!"

"I...Okay..." Zhang Qingfeng took the wine bowl bravely.

The other people couldn't help but snicker when they saw his appearance at this moment.

Zhang Qingfeng slowly brought the wine bowl to his mouth, opened his mouth, and poured the wine into his mouth one mouthful at a time, as if drinking medicine. That look, really doesn't mean how painful it is.

When everyone saw how painful he was, the female disciple who had a low point of laughter even laughed out loud unconsciously, "Hahaha..."...

However, their reactions were also quick. As soon as they made a sound, they quickly reached out and blocked their mouths. It was as if they were afraid of being discovered by Zhang Yu and scolding them.

Zhang Qingfeng finally drank a bowl of wine, because he drank slowly and his face was already red.

Zhang Qingfeng put down the wine bowl and said carefully: "Master, I've finished drinking."

"Give him another bowl!" Zhang Yu said.

"Come back..." Zhang Qingfeng's mouth was so wide open that he couldn't close it for a long time.

When the other disciples saw him like this, they couldn't bear it anymore and they all laughed out loud, "Hahaha..." "Hahaha..." "He's still drinking...Haha..."...

Mu Huayi immediately rushed forward, took the wine bowl from Zhang Qingfeng's hand, turned around and filled another bowl of wine for him, and brought it to him.

"Big Brother, drink!"

"I... Master... I can't drink enough... After three bowls of wine... I can't be worse than Mingyue..." Zhang Qingfeng said bitterly.

In fact, Zhang Qingfeng can drink some wine, but it depends on what kind of wine he drinks. The Siquan old wine he had just picked up from the wine rack was at least 70 degrees, which was beyond what he could bear.

"Qingfeng, let me tell you, don't drink this wine. If you want to drink, you must have three bowls. Otherwise, all your efforts will be wasted! Okay, that's three bowls, not much... drink it quickly..." Zhang Yu said carelessly.

"Yes, come on, senior brother!" Mu Huayi encouraged again.

"Senior brother, come on!" "Senior brother, come on!" "Senior brother, come on!"... Seeing Mu Huayi say this, the disciples nearby also shouted. In fact, more of them just wanted to watch the fun. Because everyone has a smile on their face.