Xu San's wine bowl is large and flat. In his impression, this bowl is the same style as the one used by Samurai Shounakagami Genjuro. It is filled with about four taels and is only used by swordsmen for drinking.
Even if you just throw some away, there are still two and a half left.
To kill him in one breath was to give the devils present a subtle show of power.
Sure enough, the only people who can drink at the wine table are heroes.
After Xu San drank heavily, the Japanese in the room despised him much less.
Mishima picked up a wine cup and handed Xu San a wine cup at the same time: "I don't know if Li Sang is here. If he is still in Ping'an City, why don't we invite him to have a drink together."
Xu San took the wine cup and said, "Brother Li has a mission, so he probably won't be back for a while." At the same time, he was thinking, this Mishima seems to be a bitch, so he asked me if I can drink, and changed the cup for me?
The actual situation is indeed similar to what Xu San thought, because sake is not available in China, so he drinks one bottle less, and he can't stand the local spirits at all. In addition, Xu San drank heavily when he came up, which made Mishima really have no confidence in his own inventory.
"It's a pity, otherwise we could still go hunting together. The pheasant we shot last time tasted really good." Mishima said and licked his lips, as if recalling the delicious food he brought back last time.
This Mishima seemed to be a foodie, Xu San added a label to him again.
Regarding hunting, Xu San had a guess, so he asked: "Hunting? Ping'an City is still under martial law. I'm afraid it's not very convenient, right?"
"It's coming soon. The seal will be unblocked the day after tomorrow at the latest." Mishima said mysteriously, "But this is a military secret. I hope Xu Sang won't talk nonsense!"
"Hi!"
Xu San agreed solemnly. At the same time, he thought to himself, since the lockdown was lifted, could he send the little rich woman away? It would not be a big deal to have such a bomb hidden in the house. He would discuss it with her when he got back. If the lockdown was really lifted, Where to send her after sealing her? After being sent to the place, he could also meet with people from the county brigade, which would also be of great help to his subsequent plans.
Of course, it would be better if the problem of establishment can be solved. Even undercover agents can be considered as establishment.
Xu San picked up the wine bottle and filled it up for Mishima: "I wonder how many years has it been since Taijun Mishima came to China?"
The wine table, home cooking, building relationships.
Xu San said this because he wanted to arouse Mishima's homesickness and make it easier for him to use clichés.
"It's been almost three years since I left home, hey~" Mishima sighed quietly. After Xu San mentioned this, he really missed home. "I wonder what happened to the cherry blossom tree at home. I really want to see it!" After sighing, Mishima drank the wine that Xu San poured.
After drinking and feeling even more depressed, Mishima looked at Xu San and said, "I wonder if Xu Sang's family will be safe."
"My mother died when I was young, and my father also died of illness a few years ago."
"Condolences!"
After hearing Xu San's words, Mishima was relieved.
He ran away to join the army secretly without notifying his family.
It was rare to hear the local accent that day, which made him hesitate.
Later, when his military exploits were surrendered, he had the idea of accepting Xu San as his retainer.
This promotion has strengthened this idea.
He just asked Xu San's family just because he wanted to know if there was any conflict between him and the imperial army. If he had any idea of accepting Xu San, he would kill it and never think about it again!
Seeing that Xu San was a little depressed, Mishima poured wine for him again: "Xu San, don't be sad. I believe that in a few years, our Japanese imperial army will unify the country, and then we will be a family, hahahaha .”
"That's right, I believe the Imperial Army can do it, long live the Imperial Army." Xu San shouted the slogan again while holding the wine glass.
Xu San's slogan sounded again, making the devil at the wine table shout again involuntarily.
After shouting twice, Xu San himself was happy. He didn't expect that he, a traitor and lackey, would act so similar to him. If this were in Hengdian, the price would be at least 2,000/day.
"Xu Sang, why are you laughing?"
"I'm looking forward to the bright future that Taijun Mishima said." Xu San smiled meaningfully again. In a few years, when you taste the taste of tea eggs, will you still think so?
Out to mix, sooner or later have to repay!
No matter which country the people are at the wine table, they are pretty much the same.
Be it Chinese or Japanese.
Even if you drink too much, you will be excited, and you will also use the strength of alcohol to vent your dissatisfaction.
Compared with the Chinese people who are reserved when they are drunk, the little devil starts shouting "Baga, Baga" after a few drinks.
From the beginning of the war, the food was not good, and it was too remote, and there were no women.
There are constant complaints and complaints.
Xu San listened patiently, absorbing useful or useless information.
Anyway, just remember as much as you can, the little adds up, and one day these scattered pieces of information will come in handy.
However, the Japs are not from a place where they come from, and are also full of the same dialects as China.
In addition, daily spoken English is not as standard as in anime, which makes listening even more difficult.
Fortunately, when Xu San didn't understand, Mishima could still explain.
After a drink, Xu San felt that his Japanese listening skills had not improved enough. If he were asked to take the exam now, it would probably not be a problem for Level 3 or Level 4.
A Chinese man suddenly appeared among a group of Japanese soldiers, standing out from the crowd. He really stood out from the rest, because Xu San was indeed the tallest person at the table.
For the outliers, the solution is drinking.
So Xu San has been getting drunk since he entered the house.
One cup, one cup, another cup, from beginning to end, Xu San never fell down, so in a sense, Xu San can be regarded as an anti-Japanese hero at this moment.
The drinking party was coming to an end, and many of the Japanese were holding on to prevent themselves from falling asleep.
A Japanese man was holding a wine bowl swaying, and said angrily, "You, a Chinese, I want to drink from you!"
"Okay!" Xu San smiled sweetly.
Drinking, I'm afraid what will happen to you.
"Snapped"
The two wine bowls collided. Xu San's wine bowl shook and he spilled a third of it. Then he raised his neck and drank it all again.
"Xingxi..." As he said this, the unknown devil fell to the ground.
"Hahaha! Matsushita-kun, you are so embarrassed. Didn't you just say that you wanted to drink this Chinese guy down?" A group of Japs were still singing and dancing, gloating over the unconscious Japs on the ground.
Mishima waved his hand, and someone immediately dragged this idiot who dared to drink even though he didn't have much alcohol capacity, to a corner and let him sober up naturally.
Seeing that the wine was almost gone, Mishima waved, "Fujita-kun, go and see if the person Xu Sang mentioned is still there!"
"Hi!" Fujita put down his wine glass without hesitation, stood at attention, turned around and went out.
