Tokyo Sound

"That doesn't make sense. Today I have the responsibility to keep our dad company and make him happy." Sakura Eiji said filially.

"...Okay." Seeing that he was determined, the second uncle said no more.

"Not bad." The father-in-law nodded for the first time and said with some approval, "It's quite manly."

Sakura Eiji was very happy to receive the affirmation from his beloved father.

A happy and fulfilling marriage is just around the corner.

What happened next was quite ordinary.

It was nothing more than talking about heroes over a cup of wine. The uncles began to discuss and give detailed guidance on the current world situation, made far-sighted judgments on crude oil prices and stock market changes, and gave valuable advice on the plot of the fourth season of the grandchildren's favorite "Crybaby Little Pineapple". They also summarized the issue of global warming and emphasized five principles and three obligations.

Sakura Eiji listened attentively throughout the whole process, added comments and compliments from time to time, responded flexibly and appropriately, and behaved like an elite should.

The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became heated, and even my father-in-law started talking more.

In the blink of an eye, several bottles of beer were finished, but the food on the table was hardly touched.

Seeing this, Sakura Eiji nodded slightly. This meal is considered to be a good companion for the father-in-law, right? Look at what my mother-in-law usually does to our father, and she only drinks.

But just when we thought the party was about to end, my father-in-law and second uncle, without changing their expressions, started to clear the empty bottles on the table, ordered a few bottles of strong shochu whose packaging looked impressive, and started eating and drinking again, as if they had just sat down and the bottles of beer from before seemed to have never appeared.

The second game... Sakura Eiji had already anticipated this.

I've seen it many times. Clients do the same. They change several places for dinner, singing, barbecue, and the business is so bad, let alone weddings?

I understand. It's okay, I still have some energy left!

So they continued to laugh and be happy.

Sakura Eiji tried his best and finally waited until the bottles of shochu, which were so intoxicating just by smelling them, were emptied.

At this point, he was able to take care of himself after leaving the table.

"Waiter, do you have any peanuts?" my father-in-law suddenly asked, "It's best to fry them in a pan with a little oil until they are crispy, then sprinkle with fine salt."

Sakura Eiji was slightly delighted when he heard this. Is this considered the dessert before leaving? People in the Showa era have a sense of the times. They don't follow the usual path and actually like to end with peanuts.

The expressions on the faces of the guardians such as my second uncle and third uncle became more and more solemn.

More than ten minutes later, when Sakura Eiji saw that his father-in-law ignored the small cup, threw peanuts into his mouth, grabbed the shochu bottle with one hand and toasted with others, and even opened up a new battlefield to kill friends and relatives at other tables, like the reincarnation of Zhao Zilong, he was completely dumbfounded.

The Rolex elites went from drinking and chatting happily at the beginning to living a miserable life. Fortunately, the second uncle was a great philanthropist and helped them several times.

But everything was in vain, Sakura Eiji had already opened the door to purgatory.

However, the elite was determined and sweet-spoken, calling father-in-law "father" and "dad" all the time, always keeping in mind the primary purpose of this battle.

After thirteen rounds of drinking, the final judgment finally came.

The father-in-law, whose face was slightly red, smiled and pulled me over, and began to ask me kindly, "Why do you like my daughter?", "What do you like about my child?", "How did you meet?", "Who has the final say in the family from now on?", "What are your plans for the future?" and so on...

My father-in-law narrowed his eyes and smiled, looking as harmless and kind as Maitreya Buddha.

But the atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became subtle. Everyone stopped talking, some pretended not to care, some observed with their peripheral vision. Even the honest and upright Second Uncle became serious and stared at this drunk and ignorant young man.

Everyone is waiting for this good young man, whose consciousness is now lax, to speak out his heartfelt words in an slurred voice, and to utter the key words concerning the major events in his life.

This was a harsh interrogation disguised as a gentle one, leaving the person involved no more than three seconds to organize his or her words.

Because the father-in-law would pick up the bottle of shochu at any time and end the topic in a few seconds before the answer was given. All that was left was a sentence like "Since you haven't made up your mind, think about it again", "Marriage is not a joke", "Edamori didn't say that before" and so on... and the different looks from everyone after hearing the truth.

At this moment, thousands of swords were thrust upon him.

Sakura Eiji's mind became clear instantly and his heartbeat slowed down, but he was soon overwhelmed by the influence of alcohol. His thinking became uncontrollably slow and confused, and he completely forgot all the brilliant and beautiful speeches he had prepared earlier.

Few people can fabricate facts in such circumstances without batting an eyelid, very few, almost none. Even Sakura Eiji, who evolved from a generation of imperial examination king to a social elite, is not immune to this.

If it were normal times, I would definitely be able to talk in an orderly and fluent manner.

But in a trance, the young man's face turned red, his tongue was tied, and in panic, he blurted out what was in his heart.

The atmosphere changed again.

As a result, all confidence was lost, everyone became worried and their defenses collapsed.

After that, according to outsiders, he was completely defenseless and even shook off the question of how old he was when he wet the bed as a child.

It's terrible.

I would like to rank "Father-in-law's Drinking Party" as the first tier among many dinner parties.

Now, it's time to put what you have learned into practice.

After all, what doesn't defeat me will make me stronger.

Although everything is uncertain now, it can still be regarded as a preview and a test of restraint.

Let me explore, strip off your handsomeness and talent, put aside these filters, and see your original sincerity and courage!

Time passed quickly, demons danced wildly, and the private room where the Holy Master was located turned into a warm family living room.

There was a large table of delicacies, all of which were Sakura Edamori's specialties. There were popular pork chops, egg custard, hamburger meat, as well as Southeast Asian dishes, such as spicy tuna, Vietnamese shrimp floss, chicken wings and pandan, which sparkled under the warm yellow light, exuding fragrance and making people salivate.

At noon, the hostess took the trouble to prepare simple and easy dry-shaved rice, and dinner was so grand.

This is indeed the style of a kind mother-in-law.

Thinking about it, my mother-in-law has said a lot of good things about me over the years.

It is also often said that when a son-in-law meets his father-in-law, the more they drink, the better they get along!

Even though it’s not at this level at all, it doesn’t matter. Let’s just consider this as the youth version of the Supreme Drinking Party!

"Can I drink alcohol on weekdays, junior?" Sakura Eiji said slowly.

"Occasionally." Yin Ze said sincerely, "I drink a little when I get together with friends. I will mix a glass of the same Bond at home to make life more interesting. In addition, at company cocktail parties and other occasions, I will drink a little with my colleagues."

"Junior, I am also your elder. It's a rare occasion for us to get together today, why don't we have a few drinks and talk about the past and present, isn't it great?" Sakura Eiji suggested. The words are full of skills such as elder, rare, and drink.

"Old...senior, no, uncle, are you interested in this?" Yin Ze changed several titles.

"That's not the case. Since you're here now," Sakura Eiji said happily, "it's rare that you take out your treasured wine, so please enjoy it."

Give it a try. When used by the stronger party in a personal relationship, it can be very destructive.

"I came here by bike today." Yin Ze scratched his head.

A perfect reason, worthy of being able to directly defeat the test king in terms of academic ability.

"It's okay. At worst, I can ask Aunt Edamori to drive you back. If that doesn't work, my house is quite big. If you feel a little dizzy, just go to sleep. It's okay." Sakura Eiji laughed.

"How can this be so embarrassing?" Yin Ze himself didn't care, but he still said it out of habit. He didn't want to cause trouble to others.

"Look at this bottle of mine, junior." Sakura Eiji took out a bottle of fine wine with extremely beautiful packaging from somewhere, "Although you may not understand, this is a gift from my partner. I can't bear to open it yet. It's a rare good one..."

"Oh? Is this Awamori? But looking at the packaging, it's a type I've never seen before." Master Yin's eyes lit up and he observed it carefully.

"You know?" Sakura Eiji was stunned.

"Of course. This is Okinawa's specialty drink." Yin Ze said in a gossiping tone.

drinks??

"Unlike sake, this is a distilled liquor that is a specialty of the Ryukyu Islands. It is available in almost all restaurants in Okinawa. The locals call it island wine, or even just island," Yin Ze added.

"What's the difference? Aren't they both wine?" Sakura Ayane asked casually as she watched the interaction between her father and the tutor.

"First of all, the brewing process is different. Distilled liquor is made by heating and distilling fermented liquor, such as white wine, whiskey, brandy and vodka."

Yin Ze did it with ease.

"This technology was introduced to Japan from China in the 15th century. The generally accepted route of transmission was to Ryukyu and then to Kyushu. Okinawa's beaches, soba noodles, and Miss Aragaki are of course very famous. But the long-standing Awamori is what a small number of people would first think of. I think this was included in the tribute catalog of the Tokugawa Shogun."

"If it's so good, why don't other people do it too?"

"Look, the fact that you are not good at geography has been exposed." Yin Ze taught responsibly, "Okinawa has a subtropical climate. It is located in the western Pacific Ocean and is affected by the oceanic climate. The temperature is hot and stable all year round, and it doesn't feel cold in winter."

"Oh……"

"So the production capacity of the mixed bacteria is extremely strong. Ordinary yeast is not effective, so black yeast is used for fermentation. Black yeast will produce a lot of citric acid during fermentation..."

"Okay, okay. I know you are very good at world history and geography. You are well-informed. You can spread some scientific knowledge everywhere."

Although Sakura Eiji felt something was wrong, he still said with a smile.

"The traditional Awamori brewing method is to add wines of different years to older years in sequence. Not only can the aroma of the old wine be preserved, but the taste will also be mellower. With long-term circulation, you can even get a precious wine that is more than a hundred years old."

"What about yours..." Yin Ze asked tentatively.

"It has been matured for eight years before it is shipped," said Sakura Eiji.

"Oh!"

Master Yin was deeply touched when he heard this. He never thought that the boss would be so generous and would not keep such a good thing for himself. It was really good to be able to work under him.

"It seems that you can't wait to toast with me, haha, good, very good. Although we have known each other for a long time, we haven't really opened up to each other yet. Come, I'll fill your glass." Sakura Eiji took out the glass, "Edamori, quickly take out the ice cubes from the refrigerator..."

"I don't need onetherock." Yin Ze declined.

"What?" Sakura Eiji didn't hear clearly for a moment.

"Oh, I don't need ice cubes." Yin Ze said again.

"But, this degree is quite..."

"I understand. It's only 50 or so at most. It's okay."

"?"

Master Yin held the cup modestly with both hands, accepted the full cup, lowered his head and sniffed it. He couldn't help but quote the classics and said professionally, "Shaojiu. The ancients said that it is the world that uses water and fire to refine wine and extract dew, and the aroma is strong and clear."

So skilled?

His knowledge is so broad?

Sakura Eiji fell into deep thought.

Yin Ze lowered his head and drank slowly.

For a moment, Sakura Eiji was a little dazed. He always felt that the smile on this young man's face was strangely similar to that of his father-in-law many years ago.

No.

hallucinations.

fake.

I've seen hell.

After going through trials for many years, all the training and experience I have gained will definitely be put to good use this time.

"Good wine. It has a rich aroma, without any edges or dryness. It is mellow and fragrant, with the taste of time." Yin Ze praised.

"Okay." Sakura Eiji was already eager to try.

"——By the way, do you have peanuts?" The tutor suddenly said something surprising, "Fry them until crispy and sprinkle some salt on them."

A bolt from the blue.

Breaking the clear sky.

The middle-aged man's hand that was pouring the wine trembled violently.

He immediately raised his head and looked at the young man's humble, gentle and handsome face.

I just felt that the uneasy feeling in my heart was getting deeper and deeper.

Being a son-in-law for twenty years is like a dream and an illusion.

Chapter 69: Swinging the Whip of Complete Defeat

How can a golden fish stay in a pond?

Once he meets his father-in-law, he turns into a bug.

The roar of the dragon in the sky caused earth-shaking changes.

A green lotus carries a big cat.

Father-in-law, you have misled me for twenty years!

The time was 7:21:32 in the evening. Sakura Eiji will always remember this moment and this black swan event.

The sound of cups clinking together was incessant, the conversation and laughter smelled of alcohol, and there were no cowards among them.