Zhang Wanhe secretly kicked Gu Ming under the table, and made a gesture, pointing with his chin to the cold and white wine on the table.

Gu Ming saw what this meant, Zhang Wanhe was saying: You kid is almost okay, if we don't drink a drop of wine, it will be too unreasonable, hurry up, change it to white!

Gu Ming pursed his lips, doing a full set of dramas, why are you so serious.

Zhang Wanhe understood what Gu Ming meant, kicked him under the table again, and glared at him fiercely: Hold the calf and be disobedient, wait until you get off the wine table to see if Lao Tzu doesn't cut you!

Hiss –

Gu Ming grinned on the bottom of the table and touched his calf that was kicked painfully.

That's a lot of force.

Seeing that Zhang Wanhe was threatening himself, Gu Ming had no choice but to be honest, he knew that this old guy would really cut himself, that hand strength was not a joke, he could slap his head out of a hole, and the fight was to greet the sore spot of the person.

Gu Ming once went to the town to drink with Zhang Wanhe, and he saw Zhang Wanhe, who was too drunk, getting into a fight with others.

Speaking of which, Zhang Wanhe didn't take much advantage of this, and the last pot of wine was left, obviously someone wanted it first, but he just wanted to rob it from others, if it was said that the guy in the store was missing a bottle of wine, and that bottle of wine was his at all.

was bullied to the head, can people bear it?

The three men with the door panel stood up, Zhang Wanhe was stunned, and he worked with others one by one.

Gu Ming was still embarrassed when he thought about it.

Don't look at Zhang Wanhe and they are not very tall, but as soon as they take off their clothes, they are full of tendon meat, and they don't know the weight of their hands when they fight people.

Gu Ming didn't have a chance to go up to help, he was afraid that he would go up to help, and kicking the unopened bottle of wine in his arms would be beaten out.

Gu Ming was looking at the other two.

The chief of staff and the political commissar of the brigade also winked at him, and they also felt that they were embarrassed to play like this, so they had to do it with real knives and guns in the end, so as to do the landlord's favor.

"What's wrong with your eyes, why are you blinking?" Andrei stopped his knife and fork and said.

He felt that the few people eating at this table had been a little strange since just now, but as for what was strange, he couldn't say.

"It's windy and sandy here, and if you live here for a long time, your eyes will be easy to dry." Zhang Wanhe explained with a smile.

"But there's no wind and sand here?" Andre used a knife and fork to poke garlic sprouts to fry beef, and he didn't poke it up for a long time, put down the knife and fork and spread his hands and said.

Gu Ming said 'hi' and said, "Comrade Andre, if you live here for a few more years, you will know, we have already developed a habit, and he is uncomfortable if you don't blink......"

He turned back to the rest of the people and said, "Do you say yes?" ”

"Yes...... yes, yes. ”

Several people responded one after another, blinking their eyes constantly.

"Come, eat, Comrade Andrey, you have to try our plum cabbage button pork, this is specially prepared for you, it is a special dish of our place."

Gu Ming was closest to Andre, and when he saw that Andre was having a hard time using knives and forks to pick up vegetables, he took it upon himself to help Comrade Andre sandwich a big bowl of vegetables, and put everything in it, piling it up.

I remember Andrei hurriedly said: "Enough is enough." ”

The comrade translator on the side also said in a hurried tone: "Enough is enough, Comrade Andrei said that he can't eat so much, and the dishes here are not quite to his taste." ”

"Oh, that's it, then you eat slowly." Gu Ming slowly put a bowl of vegetables in front of Andre.

I secretly sweated in my heart, and said that it was good that this old man had no heart, and he was drunk and confused, otherwise the movements of a few people just now were so obvious, normal people could see it at a glance.

No, the translator next to Andrei could see it.

Gu Ming saw that the translator kept looking at the drinks on the table with suspicious eyes, and seemed to notice something.

"Forget it, fight the wine and fight the bar, this old Maozi should have bottomed out, and it is okay to accompany him on the last journey, Lao Tzu still doesn't believe it, he really can't drink his mother's ......"

Gu Ming pretended to go to the thatched house and said hello to the guards outside the door.

Soon, the guard Xiao Chen brought a few bottles of white over, all of which were prepared by Gu Ming in advance, and they were also stuffy donkeys, and they were not ambiguous at all.

Gu Ming didn't dare to blow the bottle directly, he didn't have this amount of wine, so he poured a glass of wine and toasted Andre.

After just taking a small sip, Gu Ming felt as if a piece of coal had been thrown into his throat, and it slid all the way down his throat to his stomach, as if it was being burned, and even the breath that came out of his nose was full of flames.

In order not to let the family see it, he swallowed it forcibly, and let his expression remain as usual, as if he had just taken a sip of cold white water.

Gu Ming secretly stuck out his tongue in his heart.

Good fellow, is this a stuffy donkey?

It's not much worse than the second pot head......

Gu Ming looked at Andre and admired it in his heart.

This kid just poured a bottle and a half straight down, it's a lot!

At this moment, Andre was holding a knife and fork in both hands, looking at the mess of vegetables in the bowl, frowning, oily, pork and beef mixed together, mixed with some black and green unknown dishes.

This left Andrei feeling at a loss for what to do.

Just as Gu Ming toasted, Andre's frowning brows finally let go, he put down the knife and fork in his hand, and also poured himself a glass.

As a man who also drinks a lot of alcohol in the local area, Andre thinks that his alcohol consumption is still very good, and it is more than enough to drink this group of people.

But what he didn't expect was that these Chinese soldiers drank so much, which opened Andre's eyes, and seeing that the other party finally didn't take the bottle and blew it directly, Andre finally breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that if he continued to drink like this, he might not be able to go back in this life.

"Your wine is different from ours, and it tastes like a burning fire." Andre and Gu Ming touched the cup, and the two of them took another sip.

Two mouthfuls of the donkey's stomach, Gu Ming felt that the fire in his stomach was already burning more and more, he hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of food to suppress it, and responded with a smile: "Isn't it, our wine here is different from your vodka, our liquor is made from grain, fermented by koji, different wines have different flavors, rich fragrance, and spicy taste." ”

"It's like you distilled liquor, and it doesn't taste like anything when you drink it."

"Is that so?" Andre made a sudden realization, and after Gu Mingyi said, he figured out the difference between the two.

Immediately afterwards, Andrei took another sip of the stuffed donkey in the cup, and sure enough, compared with the colorless and tasteless vodka in his hometown, this liquor has a natural mellow aroma...... It's this kind of spicy taste, it's really like swallowing a pound of gunpowder, and it makes people's throats ache.