It's good to be full, and it's good to have wine.

it's best to have a quiet heart, without mixed feelings, and be single-minded and so ups and downs in the deep spring.

when I first arrived in Changzhou, I didn't think about how to leave traces of walking here, or how to break my legs, or whether to settle down.

I just fantasize about how to eat all over here at the moment. I heard that Liu Bang found the city and heard the sound of eating dog meat. Zhang Jiajia sharp Solo gnawed at the tongs of crayfish.

I don't have the feelings of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. I just want to have enough food and wine, so I never care what I eat.

because I'm not picky, I follow my friends, go shopping until I'm hungry and sit nearby, so I eat and eat.

The changing speed of Wujin always exceeds the molding speed in our brains. If we don't see it for a few days, we will feel brand-new.

a few grandfathers go shopping by horse, so it is difficult for them to be interested in men's shoes, women's kitchen utensils and home textiles. I often walk for a long time and say, "What floor is the food on? I'm starving. "

"then what do you eat?"

"I don't understand, it's good to have wine." Xiaoming of Nantong, who speaks dialect, talks about satiety with wine.

"pour four bottles at a time, what's the fuss?" Suqian Laorui flicked ash and took a drag with disdain.

we don't like to sit in groups on the big round table. We ordered more than a dozen plates, but we didn't see a cold dish for a long time, and we didn't dislike dried peanuts and radishes. The chopsticks you sent to your mouth stirred the blood of Mao Wangwang. I sucked Luo Songtang's spoon and scooped a few more spoons.

We are close to each other, and the depth is our saliva communication.

damn it.

it's good to be full, and it's good to have wine.

always with this idea, we go to the buffet barbecue in groups of three or five, hungry tigers and hungry wolves.

"Take something expensive, and don't bring back two pots of steamed buns." Wuxi Mao Mao looked at Changshu old horse, with salmon, and looked disdainful.

"I want you to take care of it. Go to Zhajiang Noodles. "

If wine is not self-help, we will not choose this place unless it is particularly cheap. After all, people who eat red eyes will think that self-help money is not money, but it is better than a pinch of lettuce bag bacon.

I have heard this conversation,

"Are you full, Xiao Ming?"

"Hiccup-"a long hiccup, "full of you dogs."

"how much did you eat? How much have you drunk? " I asked.

"Two strings of rice cakes, seven bottles of snowflakes, burp-"

"Are you full?"

"Soon, it has reached my throat."

after drinking, I even fell into a trance, thinking that wine is more important than character, and drinking is the real hero. I will go to your all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique and beauty.

"drink! "Then there's the sound of tinkling the bottles and cups.

empty wine bottles are fake records. Competing for who is more and who is less, just holding the bottle and running around in the street and fighting with you desperately.

so he went on drinking. I hid the wine bottle, replaced the wine with apple juice, and secretly ate the things on the oven, leaving a few pieces of charred black bacon, two pinch of shriveled Flammulina velutipes, and charred bacon.

"where's my meat?" Nantong Xiaoming asked.

"what about this?" I pointed to my stomach and looked at the black things on the stove.

"shall I eat you or charcoal now?"

"It's hard to eat when you grow fat." Touched the belly and pinched the newly added layer.

"shit." Nantong Xiaoming turned around and left with a CD.

It is beneath your dignity to drink and eat meat. Sitting in the corner, we can hear our noise at the door, like Liangshan heroes, but in fact, all the hooligans stroke their sleeves and drink a lot of meat. The waiter who changed our baking tray and charcoal looked disgusted. Facing the red-hot charcoal stove, he seemed to have the impulse to press our heads inside, and his teeth snapped, so he squeezed out a sentence,

"Gentlemen, is the charcoal fire hot enough?"

"Enough, you have a drink." Xiaoming handed an empty wine bottle to the waiter in Nantong. He was very drunk and drunk.

So the waiter left. I guess he went back to the kitchen to get the pig-killing knife, which was polished and murderous.

actually, we were evicted by the shopkeeper once.

At eight o'clock in the evening, during the prime time, we had nothing to do, so seven or eight people went to the barbecue stall opposite the university to drink.

The store is not only small, but also the hygiene is worrying, so the dishes in the freezer lose their appetite. There is blood in the dish basin soup, and the picture that is not so cool is added in my mind. However, the wine was taken at will, so I put a few pieces of clean dried tofu, carried a box of wine, and then began to brag unscrupulously.

Before you know it, you drank a box, and Suqian Laorui and Wuxi Mao Mao went to carry another box. The boss was stupefied and didn't care much.

"I'll tell you how to eat this crab-yellow soup bag." There was no food on the table, so I supplemented the food by myself, and suddenly the table felt a lot richer.

"Your Subang food is really unbearable, and it's terribly sweet. Our small dried fish pancakes are good things, spicy, and delicious. " Suqian Laorui refuted Wuxi Mao Mao, and the chopsticks in his hand seemed to be empty on the table.

"ah! Spicy as that ghost, have you tried Rugao ham? " Nantong Xiaoming continues to make up his brain.

"Next time you come to Nanjing, I will eat a few mouthfuls of dried brine, which is sweet but not spicy, and it tastes very good." Nanjing Huang said.

"You've ordered enough, boss. That's all. Serve!" Changshu old horse snapped his fingers at the boss.

"You are drunk, drink!" Xiaoming in Nantong holds a bottle of wine. "I'll move a few more bottles."

Sitting in front of the boss, he watched Xiaoming in Nantong search for his wine. He moved his lips and made the lip shape of "Damn it, bastard".

We are surrounded by empty wine bottles, which are tilted. We are like waste collectors, haggling over who gets more beer bottles. There are only a few pieces of dried tofu on the table, not even peanuts.

when I was not satisfied with food and wine, I made a big plate of salt and pepper crayfish and a plate of spicy eel. Sucking shrimp yellow, picking shrimp classics, breaking clam shells, chewing shrimp meat, picking chopped peppers, tearing eel meat, and sipping salt and pepper ... Ding-ling-ding-lang is another toss, which is completely full of wine and rice.

"You are amazing. My shop can't afford to spend like this. Don't come next time." The boss's helpless tone is full of bullies, which seems to express "damn it, my shop is poor, get out."

"Boss, I'll give you a compliment." Nantong Xiaoming stretched out his thumb, then shook himself against Mao Mao and fell asleep, snoring with thunder.

drink and eat meat, eat meat and drink.

These seem to be the only major events after the postgraduate entrance examination. Wrap a piece of beef with soy sauce, bring a bucket of instant noodles, a dozen beers and a pot of boiling water, and take them in the study room for a day. The weight-bearing March turned out that I didn't bring my book.

On the night of the examination, groups of three and five went out for food.

Looking around for restaurants, the requirements are quite simple, self-help and drinking freely. That's enough.

finally landed in a buffet hotpot.

the scene of eating and drinking is still the same, and it's the same to rob meat and sell wine.

"Why is this wine so weak today?" Suqian old Reba Zaba smacked his lips and tasted the wine.

"It's good to drink wine that is not industrial alcohol mixed with water." Nantong Xiaoming looked at the wine and teased.

"Beer is boring. I'll get two red bottles." Manager Yu of Suzhou found that there was red wine on the wine table, so he changed his taste.

the process in the middle is exactly the same, that is, filling Nantong Xiaoming. At the end of the drink, they were all extremely excited and staggered back to the dormitory.

As a result, when other roommates came back, they found all of them lying on the table, sleeping soundly, with purple lips and foaming at the mouth, unconscious.

I was so scared that I poured a plate of cold water on it.

"Did I just die?" Xiaoming in Nantong exclaimed with a start.

"I almost died. You have nothing to drink. You drink like this ghost."

"When I recover, I will bomb that hotpot restaurant." Then climb into bed and snore with your pillow.

If you have nothing to do, you will talk about wine, whether it's wine, distiller's grains or fermented grains, but you don't like alcohol or alcoholism, and you will squirm bite by bite, which is full of rolling warmth in your stomach.

drink for whom and with whom.

If life never met, I would still be me, dreaming occasionally, and then drowning in this noisy city. I don't understand that there is such a you in this world, which makes me aftertaste and enchant me. If life never met, I wouldn't believe that there is a kind of person who can never get tired of watching it, and there is a kind of person who feels warm as soon as he knows it.