Alyosha was obviously a little dissatisfied with the rude behavior of Comrade Captain of the Guard, this Cossack was pulling teeth from the tiger's mouth and was too bold! Although he is his superior, he usually acts as the marshal's personal guard, and even the marshal doesn't think it's a waste for him to drink like this when he eats, not to mention that it's still a trophy!

It took a moment for the big guy to react, if it weren't for the marshal and the general here, he would have to compare himself with this damn Cossack! ――It's not the first time that we've had a big fight in order to drink more when we drink together. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Give it back to me, you have to drink as much as you want, go get it yourself!" In the end, the big man decided not to see the Cossacks in general, and snatched back his bottle, and grabbed the bottle with his big fan-like hands.

"Hehe, Landscochie, return the bottle to Alyosha, you are robbing him of his spiritual food, beware of him and you desperately."

The two guards were more energetic, and the wine bottle was in danger of being "torn" in the air, but it didn't make much movement, and Lin Jun interrupted their interesting battle at the right time.

Holding his beloved wine bottle, Alyosha thought that the marshal was also not used to the Cossack's banditry just now, and said: "Marshal, why is this Landeskoch so nervous, isn't it just a French thing, and it doesn't taste authentic in Ukraine." ”

Apparently the big guy didn't think the wine was very valuable.

"You scumbag!" When a sentence came out of Chinese, they all laughed angrily, Lin Jun really couldn't think of any language to use to describe his big meat shield - "How did the Ministry of Internal Affairs train such a personless guy?!" ”

Lin Jun seems to have forgotten that Alyosha was not born as an agent of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but a soldier trained according to the standards of the Guards, not 007. In the eyes of people like Alyosha, even if he is given a bottle of late-18th-century wine from one of France's best wineries, it is not as good as giving him a case of new wine from the Ukrainian Odessa winery the year before.

I have been following myself for so long, and there is a chief who doesn't drink much and basically doesn't pay attention to what he drinks, and it is impossible to "learn well" under this book - Regarding the problem of drinking in his free time, Lin Jun's attaché team is divided into two major factions: one faction wants quantity, and the typical one is Alyosha and Sasha first-class; What about the other faction? Sublimation of a layer, not only quality, this quantity is not smaller than the previous faction!

Excessive, a bunch of big barrels!

"Do Zhongnanhai bodyguards drink?" Lin Jun had this thought several times, "Probably not a drop of alcohol, right?" ”

Each has its own national conditions, at least Lin Jun's guards drink alcohol one by one, as long as it is not on duty, the amount of alcohol is still bigger than the other! What's even more exaggerated is that they haven't been drunk yet!

"As a marshal's guard, you can't drink too much even when you're on vacation, and you're always waiting for a call!"

Last year, Lin Jun asked a group of guards who were having a dinner, and Alyosha replied to him like this - at that time, the big man had already killed a 600ml bottle of 53-degree vodka!

"Nikolai Fedorovich, you seem to have studied this wine a little?"

Lin Jun didn't bother to pay attention to Alyosha and turned his head to ask Vatutin.

"I don't think about research, but I know that there are five famous wine estates in France, but I can't even name them. A friend once gave me a bottle of this wine from Château Latour, so I knew the trademark, but I didn't expect it to be so expensive. ”

"These should have been looted from the Germans' general occupation and provided to the troops." Glancing at Landscoch, "I'm a complete layman when it comes to wine or majors. ”

When the Cossacks heard Vatutin's words, they could not help but make a statement, and came over and said: "In the past, there was training in distinguishing various alcoholic products. ”

The Cheka has put a lot of effort into training these special talents, and if he trains a top agent who can't distinguish between ordinary table wine and top wine to go on a mission in the West, it will really make his Western counterparts laugh and lose their teeth!

The wine bottles on Lin Jun's table and Alyosha were marked with the year "1920", all of which were in batches, but even Landscoch couldn't tell what their specific price was now, and the $100 was also guessed. If they had been sent to work in Europe a few years ago, the Cossacks would have been able to tell, but in recent years they have not been concerned with the price of alcohol.

Vatujin blinked and called his staff officer: "You go and ask someone to bring all the wine sent here, so that the major can see it." ”

It can be seen that the marshal is a little interested, anyway, there is no urgent military intelligence in this meeting, so he should increase his knowledge.

"Marshal, it is said that you have a lot of good wine?"

Not drinking much doesn't mean not drinking, and it doesn't mean that Lin Jun doesn't have good wine.

Taking advantage of the work, Vatutin mentioned an open secret among the Moscow tops: a handful of people who went to the deputy commander-in-chief's dacha in Zhukov tasted the marshal's treasured super good wine! Everyone who has drunk it is unforgettable, and in the end, they all say why Comrade Alexander ran to Zhukov if he had something to do, not for anything else, for good wine!

The NKVD was really wronged, Alexander basically did not drink strong alcohol, he liked wine.

"Well, there are a few more bottles, but not much." Saying that, Lin Jun seemed to have made a decision: "Bring my bottle of good wine, and also, call Gu Shev and the others over." ”

As soon as he heard the marshal's words, Alyosha's eyes lit up! Landscoch is walking noticeably faster than usual!

"Vukinskaya said that when it's cold, it's good for me to drink a little." As he spoke, he pointed to the chest where he had been shot, "It doesn't matter, just bring a bottle, but you can't overdo it." ”

"I heard that it was made in China?"

"Well, China Moutai, the best liquor in the world! A good wine that won the gold medal at the 1915 Panama International Exposition. ”

The marshal said that a foreign wine was the best in the world, and Vatutin had reservations, but it could not be argued: the Kremlin top brass praised it, and there was always a reason for it.

However, it was a pity in the past, when the rumors of the deputy commander's family had good liquor expanded slightly, there was no Chinese liquor on the market, needless to say that there were not many in the first place, otherwise Vatujing would have long wanted to try whether the marshal's liquor was as good as the legend.

A few staff officers and a few personal guards were all found, and those who were awakened from their sleep had no resentment at all, and who let such opportunities be very rare: it was the marshal's treasure, and he would not show it easily, let alone drink it.

What Landskozzi brought was a very simple bottle, and Vatutin took it and looked at it, it seemed to be a texture like ceramic, with a capacity of about 500 ml.

"China Kweichow Moutai, this bottle is the local "Chengyi Liquor House" produced "Huisha Maojiu", China's late Qing Dynasty production of aged liquor, up to now at least forty or fifty years. Lin Jun said with a little pride, "Don't look at this wine has only been aged for decades, and few people in China can enjoy it!" This paragraph is in Chinese and Russian, and then explain that "wine room" is almost the meaning of the wine manor, otherwise Vatutin would not understand.

"The output of this wine has always been very small, and the process of handicraft workshop has not been able to be industrialized on a large scale, and even if you change the place, the taste will be different."

"Well, I understand that the traditional craftsmanship made by manual craftsmanship is often beyond the reach of mechanized craftsmanship."

Winery, good wine often comes out in small wineries, and sometimes the quality can't go up when the scale is large - just like the wine in the Soviet Union, there are several big wineries that mainly focus on quantity, no way, the demand is too great! For sommeliers, there are some varieties that are not as good as the quality of each batch of small workshop products.

In the Kremlin banquets, there are top wines that have been in the cellar for more than 100 years, but Lin Jun has no feeling for them, and he is generally interested in brandy and red and white wines.

Gusev prepared a few small ceramic wine glasses, the very small kind, which even Alyosha used to take with his neck raised and poured with great care, and was not as surprised by the small size of the wine glasses as Vatutin.

The marshal had said that these glasses were also very expensive - in fact, they were deceiving a group of laymen, in the past, in order to prevent them from thinking that the glasses were small and the wine was small: they were all new porcelain. Of course, it's more expensive than the glasses in the mall, but you can't find them on the market in Moscow.

Chengyi Liquor House "Shuangde Brand", Ronghe Liquor House "Wheat Ears Brand", how could Lin Jun have Moutai in the pre-Qing Dynasty? Asked Kong Xiangxi what he wanted - China Moutai has long been exported, but this amount is really small and pitiful, and it is not even seen in Moscow.

Lin Jun wanted to get a few bottles to give away, and Kong Xiangxi gave him a batch in Nanjing, but it was the kind that didn't have many years old. Later, the old Contuo military delegation brought two more batches to Lin Jun, and after opening the box, Lin Jun was taken aback - the first batch was all old wine produced in the pre-Qing Dynasty, "Huisha Mao Wine" and "Ronghe Mao Wine", which were full of several large boxes!

Lao Kong's energy of the "Four Families" is really not small, and he is righteous enough for Andrei's brother, and he is not stingy: in Lin Jun's opinion, he probably asked his subordinates to thoroughly search Moutai Town and dig three feet into the ground, otherwise how could these old wines be packaged in all kinds of packaging? !

It's hard to get a bottle, not to mention several large boxes at once!

"Sin, sin! If there is no Qing Dynasty aged wine in Moutai Town because of me, then this sin is really big! ”

Money doesn't mean much to him anymore, what Lin Jun didn't expect was how much these Moutai cost, but how much they cherished! In order to get these, Kong Xiangxi, a guy who loves money like his life, probably used a lot of bad tricks!

However, Lin Jun's worry is obviously superfluous, not to mention Kong Xiangxi, even if the veteran sent Dai Li to Maotai Town to loot, it is impossible to dig up all the good wine there.

It's no wonder that the sleeping guards are so active, it's not that Landscoch walks faster, and when the cork of the wine bottle is opened, the rich aroma suddenly fills the room, and Vatutin's nose twitches!

"It smells so good!"

Forgive you for being an angel with wings in the sky, and you have to jump over the wall when you smell Moutai! Not to mention the drunken Soviets!

Gusev poured a glass for everyone, and Alyosha smelled it for a moment, intoxicated by the rich smell of the sauce! Even Vatukin, who had never drunk it, learned to smell it before drinking it.

"Good wine! Wine! ”

At this moment, Lin Jun looked at Vatujing like a certain big celebrity who was known as the wine fairy more than a thousand years ago: after taking a sip, he praised it, but unfortunately it is estimated that Comrade General will not write another poem for this!

"Smelling the fragrance of Moutai, the general also jumped over the wall!" Lin Jun is in a good mood now, because of Yakov, because of Yakov, he gave a crooked poem for this situation. However, this Russian language is awkward, so that the first division of Vatutin cannot understand it.

"The people next door are drinking this wine in the yard, you smell the aroma here and want to drink, you can't even wait for the time to walk through the gate, go directly over the wall! Do you understand?! ”

As he spoke, Lin Jun laughed loudly, and the guards and staff officers standing next to him who were reminiscing about the taste of good wine were also smiling—they had heard such a metaphor, the marshal was joking with the general's comrades, and they couldn't laugh out loud.

The fact that the guards can't laugh because of their identity doesn't mean that the "protagonist" can't laugh, "Marshal, if you can drink such good wine by climbing over the wall, then I don't mind climbing over the courtyard wall every day!" Vatutin smiled and said, "I'm afraid that the marshal doesn't have so much good wine." ”

Half a tael of Jingdezhen-made liquor glasses, a little more than half of the bottle was left in a circle, and it was not full just now. Everyone poured a little more, and a quarter was left.

Lin Jun plugged the bottle tightly with a stopper and handed it to Vatutin: "You can still drink two sips, that's it, I'll give you the bottle next time I go back to Moscow." ”

Gifts are not given doubles, Russia is customary, and Lin Jun is not willing to give two bottles at a time, the customs and habits are really good!

Intoxicated by the endless aftertaste of Moutai, "Marshal, why don't you drink it?" ”

Seeing that Lin Jun didn't let people pour a second cup for himself, Vatujing asked.

"If I don't drink more, I'm going to taste this precious man's French wine, and besides, it's a limited amount."

"Chukotsi, Marshal Plunyakov, from the Great Siberian Wilderness," is not good at drinking? No one will believe it if they are killed! However, the tendency of the marshal to drink not to drink too much is becoming more and more obvious, and this guard knows it. Lin Jun once discussed this topic with the attachés at a dinner at home, and the reason Lin Jun said was a bit funny: "Probably the reason why I didn't drink alcohol in my last life." ”

No one believed him, and if he weren't the chief, everyone would have scoffed at this reason.

Lin Jun felt how could he be so innocent!

"I'm telling the truth, why doesn't anyone believe me?!"

It's more than 50 degrees at every turn, even if "Plunyakov" drinks a kilogram at a time, it's no problem, but Lin Jun doesn't like the taste of vodka very much, so he naturally drinks less and less.

It is more than 50 degrees, and it is estimated that few pilots in China dare to come for a few cups, and they will not do so when they rest.

In the Soviet Union, not to mention pilots, cosmonauts would get drunk every time they were in the air -- in 1966, Gagarin made a special trip to the "Krikova" wine cellar in Moldova to taste wine, but as a result, he stayed for three days, and he did not leave, and he was still drunk every day. After sobering up, the world's first astronaut and fighter pilot to go to space wrote an impassioned inscription to the effect that if the medals on Earth were not enough to recognize the fine wine here, then I would like to go to another planet to pick it up!

Not only that, but there is also a place in the USSR where it seems that alcoholic beverages do not appear, and there is also alcohol, and it is half a catty per person per day! -- It is said that all officers and men on duty in the Red Navy's nuclear submarines should drink 250 milliliters of wine a day to protect themselves from radiation!

Alcohol is not only the spiritual food for the men in the Red Army and the Red Navy, but it is also about the same as food -- the vast majority of people who feel uncomfortable without drinking for a day occupy the vast majority, and you must know that almost all the Red Army and Red Navy units give strong liquor to the soldiers, and the liquor is a magic weapon to ensure the high morale and combat effectiveness of the Soviet army.

(A book friend asked when a tank battle would break out, and it was almost over.) In the past few days, as soon as I have time, I have been sorting out materials and ideas, and preparing for the next big war. Busy with work, busy house, basically tearful level. (To be continued.) )