Zhao Rang couldn't even open his eyes.
According to past experience, there are two stages of his drunkenness.
First, he would toast frequently with excitement and impassionedness, then his stomach would be churning, he would vomit, and finally he would fall asleep.
For some reason today, his body was acting uncharacteristically.
After a few more drinks, Zhao Rang barely tied the leader. But his stomach felt very calm, and the slight nausea he had felt earlier disappeared now.
Instead, sleepiness...
Extremely sleepy...
Zhao Rang had never felt so sleepy.
Even if you are still sitting here with a wine glass in your hand, you can still fall asleep.
If he was given a comfortable bed and a pillow of the right height, he felt that he could sleep for three days and three nights at a stretch.
When he was dozing off, he suddenly thought that if the second bet was about sleep, then he would definitely win.
After drinking another glass, I no longer felt anything when the wine entered my throat. Zhao Rang drank until he was numb, and he just mechanically repeated the action of holding a cup and drinking.
"Master Zhao has a huge amount of information!"
"Promise, accept, accept!"
Zhao Rang said this without delaying his drinking at all. After finishing his words, he drank another drink.
But this time Zhang San did not pour him wine. Instead, he put the wine jar he was holding back on the table.
After counting, there were three empty jars in total, and each of them drank a jar and a half!
When Zhao Rang was drinking the most, he would be drunk after just one cup. I have performed extremely well today, and I wonder if I can keep it up in the future.
"Pour the wine!"
Faced with Zhao Rang's urging, Zhang San led him to look at the leader's wine glass.
At this moment, the leader's wine glass was upside down on the table, which meant that he would stop drinking.
Zhao Rang didn't react for a while and muttered:
"Why don't you drink..."
After saying that, he remembered that he was gambling with the leader.
So, doesn’t it mean we won?
Zhao Rang suddenly became energetic and the drowsiness he had felt just now was gone.
"Master, it seems that I won the first round!"
The leader nodded and said:
"The amount of wine I can drink is limited, but I can't compare to Mr. Zhao's huge amount!"
But Zhao Rang felt a little awkward when he heard these words... Looking at the leader's expression, he didn't feel drunk at all.
Since he was not drunk, he should have seen that he was at the end of his strength. If you drink half a jar at most, you will either fall asleep or the accumulated alcohol will suddenly explode.
But he suddenly gave up when he was closest to victory.
This kind of giving up was still under the condition that he still had some strength left.
Zhao Rang felt that it was extremely unreasonable.
But the leader had no intention of explaining. Zhao Rang knew that his question was in vain, so he simply did not speak.
However, winning the first game was so easy that Zhao Rang couldn't help but beat his heart.
The leader is not a kind person. He lost to him for no reason. He must have designed the last two games so that he would win!
This is just the opposite of when I was playing with hidden hooks in Lotus Alley.
At that time, Zhao Rang lost once and then won two games in a row.
Although he has won first, this is just the beginning of the best-of-three-game rule.
"Mr. Zhao, shall we continue?"
The leader asked politely.
Zhao Rang swallowed and said:
"Can you let me have something to eat?"
No matter what he bets on in the next two rounds, whether he will win or lose, Zhao Rang has to eat something.
If the bet loses, his friend will die.
But now if he doesn't eat, he will probably die immediately, but there is no more gambling.
No matter what the final result is, Zhao Rang must first ensure that he is alive, so that he can have a chance to win the bet and save his friend's life.
"OK!"
"What do you want to eat, Mr. Zhao?"
No one would think of big dishes when they are so hungry.
Those big dishes with precious ingredients, fine workmanship and exquisite heat are not things that should be eaten now.
As a native of the Northern Territory of Dawei, Zhao Rang's stomach is still very simple even though he is a child of a noble family.
What he wants to eat most at this moment is the same as all the northerners - a bowl of noodles!
A bowl of noodles would be even better if it had some minced meat and spicy seeds.
If not, blanching a few green cabbage leaves and mixing with some vinegar will work.
"Master Zhao just wants to eat a bowl of noodles? There are all kinds of delicious things here!"
The leader asked.
He felt that Zhao Rang would order a few dishes no matter what, not just a bowl of noodles.
"I am not blessed to enjoy the delicious food of the leader, just give me a bowl of noodles!"
Zhao Rang said with certainty.
The leader didn't say anything more, waved his hand and asked Zhang San to make arrangements.
The cook never left.
The kid who helped him died, and he didn't leave.
Everyone here is extremely cold, with no emotion at all.
When a person can ignore death, it means that he really has some "powerful" spirit.
The way of heaven is unkind and regards all things as stupid dogs. Isn’t this the most extreme form of indifference and ruthlessness?
If it really turned out like this for "Tongtian", Zhao Rang would rather die.
The reason why the world is interesting is that everyone has something in mind, and they all think differently. Some people are passionate, some are crazy, and all kinds of people come together to make this world always interesting.
Since the world is already interesting enough, why go to Tongtian?
Zhang San gestured to the cook, and the cook nodded to express his understanding.
The fire under the stove never went out. He pulled the bellows and it immediately ignited.
The cook took out several basins from the drawer under the stove, which contained kneaded dough, chili powder, a small piece of beef, and other side dishes.
"The chef, the leader, cooks really well!"
"The food here is delicious, and the chef has also carefully trained it. The specialties of various places from south to north are well mastered."
"I wonder what the leader wants to compete with in the next two rounds?"
Zhao Rang changed the topic.
The leader smiled and said:
"Let's wait until Mr. Zhao is full and satisfied. There is no rush for this moment."
While speaking, Zhang San brought the noodles over.
The noodles were shaved, served with minced meat and a spoonful of spicy oil, and a small dish of vinegar was poured on the side.
Zhao Rang took a bite of the noodles and felt that it was extremely chewy. It was indeed the most authentic bowl of noodles he had eaten since coming to the Western Regions!
Immediately pour the vinegar into the bowl, stir the spicy oil evenly, then eat with a few mouthfuls of noodles and a mouthful of soup.
Not long after, the soup and noodles in the bowl were all gone.
"Master Zhao, would you like another bowl?"
Zhao Rang shook his head and said:
"I can't eat anymore, I'm full!"
Zhang San removed the bowls and chopsticks and served Zhao Rang a cup of tea.
The aroma of tea is light and elegant, and the tea soup is refreshing, which just balances out the hot and sour taste of the bowl of noodles.
After slowly drinking the cup of tea, Zhao Rang looked at the leader and asked:
"Can we talk now?"
The leader looked up and looked forward, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Actually, I haven't thought about it either. How about Mr. Zhao mention one?"
Zhao Rang said angrily:
"It's up to you. Anyway, I never thought I could win the second round!"
The leader asked in surprise:
"You don't want to save your friend anymore?"
Zhao Rang replied:
"Of course I do!"
"I just know that I will lose the next two games."
The leader suddenly frowned and said seriously:
"What Mr. Zhao means by this is that I'm going to start being unfair?"
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"I have no idea."
"You three, your martial arts cultivation is higher than mine, and your numbers are also higher than mine. I have no advantage over you, so why don't you just do whatever you want."
The leader's frown deepened.
Amani and Hong Jiang on the side were a little nervous.
They rarely see the leader like this. Every time he frowns deeply, the religion will usher in a major change.
This atmosphere lasted for a long time.
Except for Amani and Hong Jiang, Zhang San and the cook did not dare to breathe loudly.
"Mr. Zhao is right. You bet against us on your own. No matter what you bet on, we will be unable to win."
After the leader finished speaking, his frown did not relax, and everyone fell into a new silence.
Zhao Rang couldn't wait any longer and asked:
"Then what does the leader mean?"
The leader seemed not to have heard, and was immersed in his own mind, completely ignoring Zhao Rang.
Zhang San gently added some more hot tea to Zhao Rang's tea cup.
"Get a pen and paper!"
The leader suddenly spoke, and Zhang San was startled. After hearing clearly that the leader wanted him to get a pen and paper, he recovered and responded repeatedly.
The teacher asks for paper and pen, not for writing, but for drawing.
Zhao Rang could not imagine that this leader who regarded human life as nothing could be so elegant, and he became curious.
The leader casually used the wine glass as a paperweight and started drawing.
He first drew a moon.
The moonlight is beautiful, but very cold.
When the moon shines like this, it must be winter.
The moon in winter does not attract as much attention as it does in summer nights, but it is just as moving.
Especially when it shines on a moving girl, the coldness of the moonlight seems to disappear under the contrast.
In the leader's painting, except for the moon, the sky and the earth are empty.
Under the moon there are no mountains and rivers, no farmyard, only the back of a girl.
Although there was no face, Zhao Rang seemed to be able to see the girl's eyes with the swipe of the leader's painting pen.
The light shining from her eyes was gentle and kind, more beautiful than the moonlight.
Zhao Rang had to admit that this was a very beautiful girl. 1
Even if you can't see her face, her figure is excellent.
Viewed from behind, not an inch is superfluous. Every part of the entire body grows just right.
It's a pity that such a perfect figure was drawn by the leader and may not exist in reality.
The woman in the painting is wearing coarse cloth, and the style is somewhat similar to the one worn by the leader.
If she changes into a long skirt, it will definitely complement her waist better and she will look beautiful in a different way.
"Why didn't the leader pinch her out?"
Making clay figures is the leader's specialty.
He put down his pen and explained to Zhao Rang:
"The clay figurine she made is too vulgar, or I can't express her earthly temperament."
Paintings and clay figurines are of course different.
The clay figures are concrete and the paintings are ethereal.
The people in the paintings are certainly more charming than those made from clay.
"Since you've seen her smile, why don't you draw the front of this girl?"
"Because I can't draw her smile."
Zhao Rang couldn't help but feel a little strange.
What kind of smile could make the leader so confused and obsessed?
At this moment, he was completely lost in memories, savoring this unforgettable smile.
For a girl, a smile can decorate herself better than any rouge and jewelry.
Especially those girls who are naturally good-looking, their smiles make them even better.
"Master Zhao."
"Um?"
The leader finally came out of his memories.
"I want you to help me find someone!"
Zhao Rang pointed to the painting and asked:
"Could it be this girl?"
The leader nodded.
Zhao Rang said immediately:
"Can't find it!"
The leader's brows furrowed again. He was very dissatisfied with Zhao Rang giving up so quickly.
"You haven't looked for it yet, how do you know you can't find it?"
Zhao Rang thinks the leader is stupid...
He drew a faceless woman and asked Zhao Rang to find it for him. How could this be possible?
There are too many women with good-looking backs and beautiful figures in the world.
If you don't mention anything else, you can find a room full of girls like this just by walking around the streets of the King's City on a single night.
"When looking for someone, you must at least know their appearance, name, and address. At least one of these three conditions must be met. Otherwise, the world is so big and there are so many people. If you are looking for a needle in a haystack... you will never find it!"
When Zhao Rang talked about a lifetime, the leader's hands shook slightly.
With his martial arts training, this is absolutely impossible to happen.
Unless the mind is greatly shocked.
Is it possible that this girl is actually the one that the leader has been obsessed with? After hearing that it would be difficult to meet again in a lifetime, I couldn't suppress the sadness in my heart, and even my hands started to shake.
"As long as you can find her, I will treat you as a winner! I will leave your friend's life and the way to erase the influence of Tongtian Pill to you."
I thought that Zhao Rang was just playing the drum without banging it with a heavy hammer, but in the end, he had to use strong medicine to cure his acute illness. Without threatening the wealth and lives of Yuan Mingkong and others, Zhao Rang was afraid that he would not agree.
As expected, what the leader said completely blocked Zhao Rang's room for refusal.
"Where was the last time you saw this person?"
No matter how beautiful the girl is, she will become extremely ugly in this situation, so ugly that Zhao Rang will want to vomit just by looking at her!
"The Northern Territory of Dawei."
The northern border is very large, and there is an extremely vast no-man's land. Regarding the northern border alone, if it is mentioned, it is equivalent to not mentioning it. It is still equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack.
"Why do you think I can find her?"
The leader chuckled and said:
"Because I think she will like a man like you. As long as she likes him, you don't even have to work hard to find him, she will take the initiative to look for you."
The more Zhao Rang listened, the more confused he became...
Who is this girl that the leader is looking for?
Just now she looked very affectionate and unforgettable, but now she said that she would fall in love with him.
Does the leader have any special hobbies and likes the people he likes to be with others? Is this exciting and satisfying enough?
Zhao Rang didn't dare to think deeply. Now he no longer felt disgusting, but terrible!
"She likes men who have many friends and are very good at drinking. She thinks that this kind of man has real masculinity. As long as she likes you, she will listen to you in everything. When the time comes, you can ask her to come to me." It’s just a matter of one sentence, you don’t even have to deliver it in person.”
"What if she hates me?"
Zhao Rang asked rhetorically.
The leader said lonely:
"If she hates you, she will deliberately avoid you and never let you find her again. She is very patient and has a long temper. It is difficult to forgive someone and forget why she hates you." 2
