Now, looking at this wine in front of his eyes, the face of the head of the military district showed embarrassment, what to do, to drink or not to drink?

If you drink it, this wine is too fierce, if you don't drink it, it seems that you can't get off the stage, man, you can't admit defeat.

He didn't hesitate too much, Lao Yang on the other side had already poured all the wine into his stomach, and when he drank it, the sound that came out of his throat really stimulated his eardrums.

After drinking, Lao Yang turned over his wine glass to the other party, the bottom was facing the sky, on the wine table, which means that I drank all the wine into my stomach.

Now, Lao Yang gestured to the other party with an inverted wine glass, so the head of the military region couldn't admit it, closed his eyes, picked up the wine glass, and poured it into his mouth.

When I first drank Moutai, I was satisfied with its warmth, but now, when the two kinds of wine are mixed together, the warm feeling has completely become irritable, like a knife, cutting his stomach, and what's more, the beer and foam, those gases with a high concentration of Moutai's alcohol, drilled into the cells of his stomach, stimulating every nerve in him.

It's okay, it's okay, hold back, hold on!

The head of the military region finally held back, the wine was swirling in his stomach, and at the same time, his mind began to feel dizzy, who am I? Where am I?

He didn't seem to see anything, he only felt the world spinning, and just after he put the cup down, there was a gurgling sound in his ears again.

Lao Yang began to pour wine again! Or Yorsh! Half a glass of liquor, half a glass of beer, drinking like this, or drinking it continuously, how can he stand it!

"Deep friendship, a mouthful, shallow friendship, lick it, come, we are all good friends, at least three drinks in a row." Lao Yang said, holding the cup, about to hand it to the head of the military region, only to find that this guy's body had fallen softly on the back of the chair behind him.

A glass of Yorsh will dry him down, and such a guy has just said that he should not serve the wine that he can't order? It's so ironic.

The wine glass in Lao Yang's hand hadn't been poured down by the other party, when he saw three officers coming around him with wine glasses.

"Come, drink." The first person raised the wine glass and signaled to Lao Yang, it doesn't matter if you don't understand the language, as long as you hold the wine glass, you will know what it means.

The other party's wine glass is the most ordinary Moutai, Lao Yang's side, it is a real Yorsh, Lao Yang raised his head and drank this cup into his stomach.

Then, the second person raised the wine bottle, poured Moutai for Lao Yang, and then toasted Lao Yang, Lao Yang raised his neck again and drank it into his stomach.

The third person, as concocted.

This kind of wheel war, there is already some victory, the three of them, take turns to toast with Lao Yang, they each drink a glass, Lao Yang has to drink three cups, however, Lao Yang is not stage frightened at all, just drink!

"Yolsh, Yolsh." Lao Yang picked up the beer bottle and watched the other party pour the liquor, and they poured it together, and the two wines were mixed.

Looking at this kind of wine, these three officers were not stunned, their amount of alcohol was okay, and they came prepared, three people, one person drank one glass, Lao Yang had to drink three glasses, wasn't he still drunk?

They were expecting Lao Yang to roll under the table, but no, they watched in disappointment as Lao Yang and each of them had a drink, and then, the expression on Lao Yang's face was still very natural, but their hearts were shocked.

Oh my God, what is he? Thin as a bamboo pole, if he were on the streets of Moscow, I am afraid that a gust of wind would blow him up, but this is such a guy, drinking like drinking water, like a donkey drinking water, how high is his drinking?

"Come, I'll give you a drink." Lao Yang said.

Another round of Yolsh, and when this circle of Yolsh passed, all three officers fell.

Can't they drink enough? Of course not! I drank a bottle when I came up, and said that it was to moisten my throat, and then, I drank another cup, one cup here, that is half a catty, and drank two cups of Yorsh, which is more than two catties, especially the last catty, which is a real Yolsh!

When Lao Yang drank these officers, all the Soviet generals cast hot glances, sample, can you drink very well?

Lao Yang's heart is very clear that four of those present have fallen, and there are fifteen, and these fifteen people are currently surrounded by.

Shaposhnikov looked at General Lin beside him and said, "It's too enjoyable to only drink Moutai, let's change vodka." ”

This tall and thin man is very powerful, and he is too good at drinking, but, most likely, he is only used to drinking domestic Moutai, at most mixed with beer, so now change to a different kind of wine and go to vodka!

Different liquors have different tastes, such as Moutai that I drink now, there is a mellow aroma in it, which is also a characteristic of liquor, some are mellow, some are strong, and some have a taste of Daqu.

Vodka is different, it has no taste, almost like plain water.

This is due to the different production processes, liquor is brewed, using various processes, fermentation, distillation, etc., and there may be blending later, so the taste is complex, and vodka uses the rectification method, first to produce alcohol, and then the liquor with a degree of up to 96% **, with a large amount of charcoal to adsorb impurities in the liquor, and finally diluted with distilled water to different concentrations.

So, if you observe, you can find the difference between the two, take it when you drink it, drink liquor, that's zi, ha, and if you drink vodka, it's Dawalish, tons and tons, burps.

Now, this Lao Yang is simply an undefeated general in the wine field, this is absolutely not good, they must save the scene, so, change to a different kind of wine, on vodka!

"Of course, no problem, on vodka!" General Lin said.

Whatever you want to drink, I'll drink enough with you!

After switching to vodka again, Lao Yang once again became one person against fifteen people, these people all regarded him as an opponent, and they had to drink Lao Yang first, otherwise, Ustinov's law would not work, no, then they would have no confidence.

And, vodka, we won't lose!

Lao Yang's nose sniffed the vodka that had just been poured into the cup, and couldn't help but shake his head, could this be wine? It doesn't taste like anything, I really don't understand, they actually like to drink this kind of wine.

Moutai, my Moutai.