"Wow..."
With another full bowl of wine, Liao Mingyu finally understood why the old scholar asked Liufu to bring out two sea bowls. His feelings were waiting for him here.
The old scholar handed the crutch to Liufu, picked up the bowl of wine himself, and said solemnly to Liao Mingyu:
"Sir, you have protected Chanda from danger time and time again. You are truly a hero and an unparalleled scholar in the country. I admire you greatly in my heart. On behalf of the people of Chanda, I would like to give you a bowl of respect."
"Sir Liao was very witty last time... Haha, it's a pity that I couldn't see the vastness of the commander. And it is fate that you and I meet again. I must invite the commander to drink this bowl of wine no matter what."
The corners of Liao Mingyu's mouth twitched obviously, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the bowl.
Sigh... You will always have to pay back if you come out to live in trouble. This is really a good reincarnation, no one will be spared by heaven.
"Everyone, please think twice. If you eat this bowl, you may have to sleep until this time tomorrow." Meng Fan said.
Don’t I know? With so many people watching, the old man was speechless. What do you want me to do?
"Drink the gentleman's wine in one gulp!" The old scholar didn't care so much and looked at Liao Mingyu expectantly.
"Haha... ok..." Liao Mingyu smiled awkwardly, looking at the "bowl" of wine in his hand and complaining in his heart. This is really the head of a monk~I can't help it.
Oh shit! Just die!
He took a deep breath, picked up the bowl, which was as big as a basin, and started drinking.
The spicy taste in his mouth deeply stimulated his throat and esophagus. As his Adam's apple moved up and down, the wine kept entering his stomach.
Although this wine is not as good as the high-purity liquor of later generations, it is better because of the large amount. Liao Mingyu only feels a burning sensation in his stomach, and his whole chest feels like a knife has been scraped. Some drinks that were too late to swallow also spilled out from the corners of his mouth.
However, apart from the initial spiciness, Liao Mingyu's body gradually adapted, as if there was energy helping him digest the stimulation brought by alcohol. This surprised him greatly. Could it be that the god of wine is possessed by Dionysus today? Then he increased his speed and started pouring large gulps into his mouth.
"Ah~ so happy!" In less than a minute, the wine in the bowl had reached the bottom. Liao Mingyu drank even faster than Milong. He turned the bowl upside down to show that he had drunk all the wine.
"It's huge! It's so majestic!"
The old scholar gave a thumbs up, and the people around him were stunned. The people of the Sichuan Army were really more powerful than the others.
Even Meng Fan was a little sluggish. It turns out that the leader is so good at drinking. Then why did he pretend to respect the heroes and the living creatures last time?
Liao Mingyu was also confused. He was not a drinker and he knew his drinking capacity very well. In the past, let alone such a big bowl, just one gulp would consume two taels of wine, and my head would start to feel dizzy within a few minutes.
But now I just feel hot all over my body, as if the blood flow has accelerated, my back is wet, and the dizziness in my head only comes for a while and then disappears quickly. Is this a benefit brought about by strengthening the body?
Now it was as if the body had pressed the fast forward button. The alcohol that would have taken a day or two to digest was completely decomposed by the accelerated metabolism in a matter of seconds.
"The Sichuan Army is indeed full of talented people. This old man has opened his eyes. If I were 30 years younger, I would have to get drunk with you today, haha!"
The old scholar sighed. When he was young, he was also a sweet-tempered person. He loved to drink and have fun with others. It has been a long time since he saw such a large number of people. Compared to Mi Long, Liao Mingyu's state after drinking this bowl of wine was obviously different. It is as large as the rivers and seas, and it is as large as Yao and Shun's thousand bells.
"You're welcome, old gentleman. Now that the matter is over, I won't bother you any more and take my leave." Liao Mingyu said.
"Okay, Commander Liao, please excuse me."
He couldn't help but say goodbye. At this moment, Liao Mingyu felt a strong urge to urinate, sweeping in like the surging river water. He couldn't hold it in anymore and had to let go.
…
At noon the next day, in the attic of the Sichuan Legion compound.
"Daughter-in-law...give me some water." Milong rubbed his swollen head and climbed up from the bed with difficulty.
The old scholar's bowl of wine kept him asleep from last night until he woke up now. Milong's mind was in a state of confusion, trying to remember what happened yesterday.
Shangguan Jiici quickly came over with a glass of water: "You just don't listen when I tell you not to drink. If you really drink it, I won't care about you."
Milong quickly took the water glass and drank a few big sips, looked at Shangguan Jiici and said with emotion:
"It's okay if I don't drink. They gave us a house to live in. How can I go out and hang out if I don't express my feelings? That old guy's wine is so fucking strong that my head still hurts."
Shangguan Jiici looked at Fanlong with distress, and silently massaged his temples: "Don't do this kind of thing in the future. As long as the three of us are together in peace, it's better than anything else."
"Hehe, I am so lucky. I just bought a house for nothing with my money, just like I bought a wife and son for nothing." Mi Long smiled carelessly, but he reached for it dishonestly with his hand. Shangguan Jiici's waist.
"Okay! I started to be rude when I woke up. By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that we met a weirdo on the way back yesterday... Hey, please don't touch it." Shangguan Jiici said and wiped out the salty mane of the mysterious dragon. Knock off the pig's hand.
"Weird? What kind of weirdo? Did he bully you? I'll fucking kill him and me!" Mi Long's eyes widened with anger and he stood up abruptly.
"Why are you excited? I haven't done anything." Shangguan Jiici smoothed the corners of his clothes that were lifted up by the dragon and continued:
"He just asked me to bring you a message, telling you when to pay back the ten dollars and five beef cans you owe him."
Milong's eyes widened, this sudden information shocked him.
Shangguan Jiici guessed something after seeing Fanlong's reaction: "Is this person your friend?"
"Did that guy say his name? Is he a little shorter than me and quite handsome?" Milong asked hurriedly.
Shangguan Jie Cisi frowned and said, "Well, it's pretty much what you described. He didn't say his name. By the way, his accent is the same as yours... Hey, where are you going, Milong?"
"The Bai Family Inn!"
Before Shangguan Jiici could finish his words, Mi Long ran out in a hurry.
…
At the same time, Ximen Baijia Inn.
The mysterious man was sitting alone in the hotel lobby drinking wine. A black jazz hat on his head almost covered half of his face.
The huge travel bag was placed at his feet, and close to it was a long object wrapped in gray cloth. He looked at the door from time to time, as if expecting something.
"Lao Liu! Lao Liu?"
At this time, a high-pitched voice suddenly came from the door. This guy Mi Long arrived before anyone else, and started shouting carelessly from the door.
"Jun...Master Jun? What's the matter?" The waiter at the inn was startled by him.
"Don't worry, I'm here to find someone." Mi Long pushed him away, stood at the door and glanced inside.
It was dinner time, and there were many people in the lobby eating, and they all looked at him inexplicably due to the commotion. But Milong obviously has no patience anymore.
"Zhang Liu! You stinky boy, why don't you get out? Believe it or not, I led my troops to take care of this!" Mi Long roared loudly.
The mysterious man sitting in the corner shook his head and smiled, took off his hat and shouted to Milong at the door: "Zhang Milong! Why are you such a weakling?"
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