The Zhao family is one of the five major families in Bailong County. Although its strength is inferior to the Qin, Wang, and Han families, it is similar to the Wu family.
But it can definitely be regarded as the top big family in Bailong County, and the banquet standards are naturally not low.
This banquet was held in the main hall. In the spacious and luxurious hall, the head of the Zhao family sat at the top.
On the left and right sides, Han Feng and Zhao Weinan were seated respectively.
On the east and west sides of the hall, more than a dozen musicians played, played, and sang, and their melodious sounds immediately filled the hall.
As a gust of fragrant wind blew in, more than a dozen graceful dancers outside the hall moved lightly on their lotus steps, as if they were floating in the clouds.
In the center of the hall, dancing to the music.
I have to say that the quality of these dancers in the Zhao Mansion is extremely high.
Not only are they slender and graceful in dance, but their appearance is also one of a kind.
At this moment, the girls were dressed in red gauze and ribbons, which perfectly outlined their voluptuous figures. Their shoulders and arms were generously exposed in front of people, and there was an almost hip-high slit on the skirt.
As she danced gracefully, her slender, snow-white legs appeared and disappeared. Coupled with her charming and alluring expression, it was simply sultry.
To use a sentence from the previous life, who would not be confused after seeing this scene?
At this moment, Zhao Weinan, who was eating food and swallowing saliva across from him, was the best proof.
It is estimated that if the head of the Zhao family was not still sitting here, this guy would have jumped on him and danced "Eighteen Mo" with the other dancers!
However, Han Feng has seen big scenes after all.
I also went to nightclubs once or twice that year, but I didn't see any hot performances.
In addition, there are quite a few stunning beauties I have seen recently, and my immunity to women has greatly improved.
Seeing these enchanting dancers at this moment, he only swayed slightly, then sat upright and his eyesight became clear.
Zhao Zhenxiong noticed the change in Han Feng's expression and couldn't help but nodded secretly with a hint of appreciation on his face.
Then he turned to look at Zhao Weinan, who was swallowing his saliva, stretching his neck, and wanting to make his eyes pop out.
The head of the Zhao family suddenly had a strong urge to slap someone.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, the head of the Zhao family laughed loudly and said to Han Feng.
"My dear nephew, it's rare for me to come to my uncle's house as a guest. I have to get drunk today and never come home!"
With that said, Zhao Zhenxiong winked, and a dancer, Shi Shiran, came to Han Feng's side.
The dancer's soft body was pressed against Han Feng, and she picked up a wine bottle and looked at Han Feng with charming eyes.
He filled up the bronze wine cup in front of Han Feng with both hands and said in a tired voice.
"Sir, please drink!"
The head of the Zhao family also raised his glass at this moment.
"Come, uncle, give you a drink first!"
Han Feng didn't dare to be disrespectful and immediately raised his wine glass in return.
When the two toasted, Han Feng saw that the wine glass had a large capacity and was filled with white wine, so he planned to take a sip.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhenxiong raised his head and drank the entire glass of wine.
Helpless, Han Feng could only hold his breath and drank the glass of wine.
"Ahem...!"
After drinking a glass of wine, Han Feng felt like his throat was burning and he choked and coughed repeatedly.
The intensity of this glass of wine exceeded Han Feng's imagination, and was stronger than many high-altitude wines he had drunk in his previous life.
After drinking such a large glass, Han Feng felt as if he had swallowed charcoal, and his face suddenly turned red.
Seeing Han Feng's embarrassment, Zhao Zhenxiong's eyes flashed, but there was a smile on his face.
"Haha... My dear nephew, this wine is the best liquor produced in Beijiang County.
It tastes like fire at first. If you drink two more cups, you will get used to it and the more you drink, the more energetic you will be! "
When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but feel a black line on his forehead.
My heart said, I believe you, do you think I have never drank?
I wanted to politely refuse, but Zhao Zhenxiong took the lead and raised his glass again.
"Come, my dear nephew, Zhao has a habit. Whenever he is hosting a banquet for guests, he has to drink three glasses of wine with the guests first!"
When Han Feng heard this, his expression changed slightly.
He was already very drunk, and this drink was so strong. If he drank two more glasses, he probably wouldn't be able to leave the Zhao Mansion today.
"Uncle Zhao, my nephew is really too drunk. I'm afraid..."
"well……!"
Zhao Zhenxiong said with a straight face.
"My good nephew refuses to drink even three glasses of wine. Could it be that he refuses to give me this thin noodle?"
After saying that, Zhao Zhenxiong's expression softened again and he smiled.
"How can a real man not have the capacity for alcohol? Furthermore, if you are drunk, just sleep in my house and drink without fear."
The dancing girl serving on the side also said coquettishly.
"Yes, Mr. Han, are you afraid that there is no room for you in the huge Zhao Mansion?
If you are drunk, I will help you go back to your room and rest. "
Han Feng glanced at the charming dancer and then at the enthusiastic head of the Zhao family, thinking something was wrong in his heart.
This old guy clearly wants to get himself drunk.
But now if you don't drink this glass of wine, the other party will most likely use the topic to embarrass you.
When I was in a dilemma, Xian'er's voice came to my ears.
"Master, feel free to drink. I will help you secretly."
When Han Feng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and after a slight hesitation, he picked up the wine glass in front of him.
"Okay, guests can do as they please, my nephew can just drink it!"
When Zhao Zhenxiong saw that Han Feng didn't refuse, he immediately smiled and started doing it.
Han Feng looked at the full glass of wine, gritted his teeth, and drank it all in one gulp.
The strong wine entered your mouth, and your mouth felt hot.
However, when the drink went down his throat, it seemed to disappear out of thin air, without any feeling of heat.
Han Feng was overjoyed, knowing that Xian'er must have done it, and immediately calmed down completely.
But on his face, he still pretended to be choked and extremely uncomfortable.
Sure enough, when Zhao Zhenxiong saw this, his smile became even bigger.
Without giving Han Feng any time to rest, he picked up the wine glass and drank a third glass.
Han Feng seemed extremely reluctant. With the dancer beside him serving him, he forcibly drank the third glass of wine.
Watching Han Feng finish three large glasses of white wine, the head of the Zhao family nodded with satisfaction while secretly snickering in his heart.
This is the strongest wine in the Qianlan Empire. It is difficult for ordinary people to withstand a glass of wine.
Even martial arts warriors who are good at drinking can only hold on to two glasses of wine at most without getting drunk.
Even Zhao Zhenxiong himself can only drink seven or eight glasses at most, and he will get drunk if he drinks more.
And the reality was just as he imagined. After Han Feng drank three glasses of wine, he became dizzy, his eyes were blurred, and his body swayed left and right.
If the dancing girl hadn't supported him, he probably wouldn't have been able to sit still.
"Hehe...you're a little too young to fight with me!"
Zhao Zhenxiong sneered in his heart and immediately spoke.
"My dear nephew, you seem to be drunk."
When Han Feng heard this, he shook his head and shouted loudly.
"Drunk...? I...I'm not drunk, I can still drink!"
As he spoke, as if to prove that he was not drunk, he staggered to his feet, but he could not even walk in a straight line.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhenxiong's smile became more and more cheerful, his eyes flashed, and he asked.
"My dear nephew, the business of Anxiang Pavilion can be so prosperous, thanks to you for developing such a rare thing as perfume.
I'm really curious, how do you create perfume? The process must be very complicated, right? "
As soon as these words came out, Han Feng's blurred eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly and thought to himself.
"This old fox really has no good intentions. He actually wants to get me drunk to trick me!"
