Chapter 5210

"you say."

"On our planet, there is a very popular culture. We use this culture to solve things that are difficult to solve or difficult to talk about."

"Is there still such a culture?"

"Actually, this kind of culture should be common to all humans, but it is more prevalent in my hometown."

"I'm curious, what kind of culture can have such charm?"

Han Sanqian chuckled softly and was not in a hurry to explain what it was. He motioned with his eyes to the apprentices and Su Yingxia to find a relatively flat place to sit down, set up a shelf or something, and started their cooking show.

In less than a moment, the meat was already giving off a burst of fragrance under Han Sanqian's fire. Regardless of whether he was a human or a ghost, he could not help but salivate when he smelled this smell.

"That's it...that's it? Is this the so-called culture?"

Although the misfortune obviously smells of contempt, it is also obvious that there is a trace of greed in it.

"How can these alone become a culture? In other words, it is a culture, but it is definitely not a culture of chatting."

After saying this, Han Sanqian took out a bottle from his arms.

As the cap of the bottle was opened, the rich aroma of wine immediately hit your nostrils.

“This thing plus this thing is what I call culture.”

Wine and fine food naturally form the so-called wine culture.

Although it may not necessarily be a good culture, it also has a powerful meaning.

It can quickly shorten the distance between people, and under the influence of alcohol, communication can also take a step closer.

Isn’t there a saying on earth, if I’m not drunk, how will you get the chance?

Although it is a slightly frivolous joke, it actually illustrates some of the significance of wine culture in promoting communication.

"Try?"

After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he moved his hand and the wine bottle flew over with a piece of meat.

Soon, the wine was hanging somewhere in the air, and the meat was also hanging somewhere.

After a moment of hesitation, the meat began to disappear and the wine bottle also became full.

"How?" Han Sanqian asked.

"You little people are quite clever with your skills. Delicious!" said the disaster.

Han Sanqian smiled softly, picked up a piece of meat for himself, and drank wine at the same time.

"Now, what are we going to talk about?"

This guy is like a social novice. What he says can immediately make the scene awkward, and then you don't know how to answer it.

Han Sanqian smiled and said: "You don't have to do anything, just drink and eat what you have."

Hua didn't say anything, but he obviously didn't object either.

For Han Sanqian, although wine culture is an effective culture, everything is also a cyclical and gradual process. He directly told Hui what to do next, so it would be better to let him follow him and get there naturally. step.

Soon, the wine will be over thirty and the food will be over five flavors.

Not only was Han Sanqian a little dizzy from drinking, but even the disaster seemed to be a little drunk.

However, this amount of wine obviously will not cause too much dizziness to cultivators or things of this level. It may be more appropriate to describe it as slightly smoked.

"It's really interesting." Hua was a little satisfied: "I like your wine culture very much. So, all kinds of creatures may be quite dissatisfied with people dominating the world, but to me, any race that reaches high status I don’t have any hatred towards any individual, because I believe that whoever can stand in that position must have his superior ability.”

"Not only do you think fast, but the work on your hands is also so delicate. I have eaten a lot of food, and your food is definitely on the right list. And this wine, haha, the more I drink, the more I drink. Want to drink."

Hearing what he said, Han Sanqian threw another bottle of wine over. Han Sanqian knew very well that his strategy had basically worked. At least the disaster now likes wine and meat, so as long as the time is right, Everyone can chat together.

Han Sanqian had a lot of questions and wanted to ask him properly.

After a long time, the misfortune alone had already consumed at least five bottles of wine, which seemed to be the best for it.

"Are you particularly curious to know which of you has expired?"

Han Sanqian nodded: "Yes, it would be best if you are willing to tell me."

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