Chapter 16: The Battle of Vodka (I) (《》)

After a while, an officer who looked like a lieutenant came in with a box, which contained two dozen iced vodkas.

Kosykin picked up a bottle, fiddled with it for a few times, and threw it to Liujichi. Liujichi blurted out: "Smirnov?!"

Kosyginha laughed: "Yes, it's Smirnov! This is the collection of the wine cellar of His Majesty the Tsar's Royal Village. His Majesty gave me some when he returned to St. Petersburg last time, but this time he was bleeding!"

He blinked at Zheng Yu, and a wry smile appeared on Zheng Yu's face.

The wine glass was brought up. Zheng Yu took a deep breath. It was better to say that it was a tea jar than just a wine glass. This cup was two taels of wine.

Except for Ding Xinyi's glass, the wine glasses were all filled with the glasses. Everyone raised their glasses and stood up.

Kosykin glanced at everyone, raised his glass high, and said in a majestic tone: "For His Majesty the Tsar!"

"For His Majesty the Tsar!"

With a clinking cup, Kosykin raised his neck and 2 taels of vodka went in. Zheng Yuxin made up his mind and poured it in.

Speaking of which, Zheng Yu is also a veteran of the wine jar. It is common for him to hang out in the credit business. After drinking these two taels, he secretly estimated that the alcohol content of this new body would probably not be lower than two kilograms at vodka. In other words, this guy... is also a drunkard.

Zheng Yu glanced at Qiu Haiyang and found that this person was indeed not an ordinary person. He let out a breath before drinking, and then raised his neck and poured a glass of wine in it. Zheng Yu knew that this would reduce the absorption of alcohol and avoid nausea, and the amount of alcohol he drank would also increase a lot. He glanced at Ke Shan next to him, and looked at him, looking at him, but he didn't expect that he was a veteran like Qiu Haiyang. He drank two taels of wine in one sip, and his face remained unchanged. Seeing this, he began to feel a little relieved.

Kosykin squinted his eyes and looked at several Chinese visitors, and suddenly laughed: "Good guy! Come on, let's have a good time today!"

“For health!”

The second cup.

"For Russia!"

The third cup.

After three big glasses, even though everyone was a veteran of the wine jar, they all brought the wine. At this time, the chef of the Liujiqi family had already brought the dishes, and the best roasted suckling pig, foie gras, and caviar were not polite, and they all feasted. Zheng Yu knew very well that if Cosykin didn't get drunk and put some solid things in it, he would probably not be willing to give up today.

Qiu Haiyang stood up and raised his glass with a serious look on his face.

"I have long admired the name of the general, and everyone knows it in Poland. I am lucky to see you now. I have been lucky enough to live my life." The boy pulled him half-in-law and half-white for a long time, and raised his glass, "I wish you three cups."

Zheng Yu almost bumped into the table. Six taels? Where are you drinking Coke?

Kosykin laughed, his expression a little strange. Zheng Yu interpreted it and the general meaning should be "No one dares to drink with me for a long time, boy, I admire you."

In the first cup, Qiu Haiyang's face remained unchanged, and Casey Jin's face was as usual.

In the second cup, Qiu Haiyang's face turned pale, while Casey Jin's face remained unchanged.

In the third cup, Qiu Haiyang's face turned paler and Kosykin sat down and unbuttoned Feng Ji.

Qiu Haiyang sat down, obviously feeling a little drunk.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ke Shan hurriedly stood up and walked forward respectfully: "Your Excellency is a huge amount! In the words of us Chinese, you are a hero in the wine! You miss it when you see that the hero cannot fight. Come on, I wish you three cups!"

Kosykin glanced at him, laughed, and rose up.

"For Warsaw!" Ke Shan's face turned red.

"For Poland!" Ke Shan's face turned redder.

"For spring!" Ke Shan's face was rosy, like a steamed pig's head. He seemed to be squirting heat in his nose, mouth and ears. He shook his slightest and finally sat down. However, he was already leaning against the back of the sofa, his smile a little...silly.

Liujichi smiled: "Kosykin, to be honest, you were not polite to the guests just now... don't you express it?"

Zheng Yu immediately felt like he was admiring this person. Master, this is the master. At any wine table, if you can say such a skillful word, it is absolutely impossible to provoke.

Kosykin Yile: "Brother, you are right, I'm rude!"

He raised his glass and stood up with a sincere tone: "I will punish myself for three cups!"

Seeing that it was another three cups to eat, his face turned slightly red and he was calm and he talked and laughed calmly, Zheng Yu's heart began to sink.

Twelve cups, or two and a half pounds of vodka. This person is just... just getting on the head?

He thought about it and ordered some fresh milk and drank it while eating. He knew that this thing could prevent drunkenness. It seemed that Kosykin was a little too hard, so he shook his cheek and started eating. Qiu Haiyang seemed to have recovered a little, but Ke Shan seemed to be a little drunk, and his eyes were always fighting. Zheng Yu smiled bitterly and asked Ding Xinyi to help him wake up first. Ding Xinyi naturally understood and refused the "good intention" of a lieutenant officer and helped Ke Shan to the kitchen.

The wine was mixed, and the drink was not so strong, but before he knew it, Zheng Yu drank half a pound of vodka again. Although his drunkenness was exaggerated, it was a little real. Ding Xinyi also returned to the wine table. Ke Shan's wine was mostly awake, but she couldn't resist her fatigue and had a temporary rest behind her, and the people from the Liujiqi family were taking care of her.

Kosykin drank at least two pounds of vodka, but he had no intention of not losing it. Although Liu Jiqi had a lot of alcohol, the fool could tell that Kosykin was coming to these Chinese people, so he couldn't stop him, so he could only watch and be anxious. Qiu Haiyang had already blocked a lot of wine for Zheng Yu, and also took the initiative to fight with Kosykin for several rounds. Now it was already fucked. When he was cutting the flesh just now, Zheng Yu had noticed that this guy's always stable hand had trembled slightly. He knew that the drunkard was almost at the measure. Zheng Yu secretly estimated his own combat power, and felt that he could not drag it down anymore, and he had to fight quickly.

The reason is very simple. The guy on the other side is likely to be the legendary Russian God of Baccarat.

Zheng Yu is still very good at studying business and has put some effort into various things on the table. Later Russian officials once did a study to figure out why Russians can drink so much. They found that some Russians have an enzyme that decomposes acetaldehyde in the liver, which is ten times more than that of ordinary Europeans and Asians, so it is difficult to get drunk and sober up very quickly. Zheng Yu knew in his heart that if it was dragged into a protracted war, he would probably not be able to let go of the Russian military police commander if he was all killed.

He made up his mind and simply stood up and said sincerely: "General Kosykin, this time I have a hard time hiding, and I have caused a lot of trouble for you and Brother Liujichi! Thanks to your care, I can also taste His Majesty's Royal Wine. I wish you three glasses!"

Kosykin smiled, and without saying much, he got up and raised his glass.

Zheng Yu raised his glass: "For your beautiful lady!"

The two of them raised their heads and poured them down. Zheng Yu's face turned pale.

"For the happiness of your descendants!"

Kosykin smiled, and the two of them raised their necks again.

"For peace between China and Russia!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and looked over.

Zheng Yu swayed and almost fell down, scaring Ding Xinyi and Qiu Haiyang so much that they hurriedly held him left and right.

Zheng Yu waved his hand and almost slapped Ding Xinyi's chest: "I... is fine."

He sat down slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered in Chinese. Qiu Haiyang leaned over to hear it clearly, but Zheng Yu pushed him away and laughed.

"I'm happy to drink today... I'll meet a thousand cups of wine for my confidant! Come on, come on, continue to drink!"

Kosykin looked at him with a smile, also drunk. The two got up and had another drink, then suddenly hugged each other with a smile, slapped each other's back hard. When the two of them let go, they hugged each other's arms, both of them looking like they had met too late.

After sitting down, Zheng Yu's conversation box was obviously opened. Like old friends, the two of them talked about Chinese local products to Western European style, and then to Poland's experiences. The more they talked, the more they became more and more speculative. Ding Xinyi looked at Zheng Yu with a worried look, but Zheng Yu was unaware of it.

The topic of the conversation touched Zheng Yu's trip. Kosykin asked drunkenly: "Brother Song, what are you doing to come to Poland this time? You are so mysterious that I feel itchy."

Zheng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and squirted with alcohol in his mouth, and smiled: "Brother, do you really want to know? If this matter is spread, I won't be able to do business, I'm afraid it's hard to be a human being at home!"

Cosykin drew a cross with a solemn expression: "Swear in the name of the Virgin... If it is leaked, go to hell after death."

Zheng Yu seemed to think about it for a moment, picked up the wine glass and took a few more mouthfuls, squinted his eyes and looked at Kosykin, then looked at Liu Jiqi, and smiled: "I have no doubt about your sincerity in the General. Since that's the case..."

Qiu Haiyang next to him changed his expression and blurted out: "Young Master..."
Chapter completed!