Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 133: The Big Bowl
Wang Zhifei fought there for a few days, and the people of Zenda were worried about him for a few days.

Finally, the heroes returned today, so after hearing the news, they came to greet them spontaneously.

When Wang Zhifei came out with two golden pistols, everyone knew that the heroic leader had come out.

"Dong Dong Qiang, Dong Dong Qiang..."

Eight people ran out wearing four floral quilts with pudding patterns on them and a vegetable basket on their heads. This might be the simplest lion dance, but they danced very vigorously.

"Brave man! Brave man! You've worked hard! Come, pour some wine!"

An elder wearing glasses, holding a dragon-headed walking stick covered with starch, and wearing a long gown came over.

Direct the person next to you to pour the wine.

A jar of wine, poured a bowl.

"How magnificent! How magnificent! When you left, thin clouds covered the moon; when you came back, the fighting was sparse. I have been a termite all my life, but today I know that dying on the battlefield is a great tragedy, not a great heroism.

Come!Dry!
The killing is a thing of the past! Today, the warrior will get drunk and sleep in his hometown.

We Zen masters and gentlemen will never laugh at you!"

Wang Zhifei looked at the bowl of wine that a thirsty donkey would have to drink in two meals, and took a closer look at the elder to see whether the elder wanted to laugh at him or whether it was just the local custom.

The elder had a sincere look on his face. Long Wenjian, who was far away, hid in the crowd and peeked in. It seemed that drinking wine in bowls and basins was a local custom.

Wang Zhifei took the bowl, looked at the turbid rice wine, and then looked at the old man. The old man looked at Wang Zhifei expectantly and motioned for him to drink.

Wang Zhifei thought for a moment and said, "Old man, do you have any more of this wine? I would like to ask you for three more bowls."

The old man was stunned. What? Three bowls? Although this is rice wine, it has a strong aftertaste.

This wine is called guest-retaining wine. People often say that the truth comes out when drunk. It is easiest to speak one's true feelings when drunk. You can tell a person's character by observing his appearance and listening to his words when he is drunk.

Although we cannot generalize, it is basically the same as in the early days when the father-in-law wanted to get the new son-in-law drunk to see what he was like.

The bowl is so big that you will basically get drunk after just one bowl. First of all, it depends on your courage. Such a big bowl makes me dizzy just looking at it. Let's see if you dare to drink it.

Second, see what he looks like after drinking. Third, if he is drunk, it is good to be drunk, so you can keep him one more night to show that the host is hospitable.

The host wants you to get drunk, not to drink all the wine. And now you want three bowls of wine. According to the annals of Zenda County, our ancestors have passed down the tradition of never drinking four bowls of wine in a row.

However, since he had said that, the old man also wanted to see what he was going to do. At worst, he could just stop him if he couldn't see what was going on.

"Yes! Yes! The hero has returned, so if you want it, of course you can get it. Bring me some wine."

The person behind took three more jars.

"Okay! Although this wine is good, I shouldn't drink the first bowl.

This first bowl of wine is dedicated to the blue sky, white sun and red earth behind me!

(Splash, one third of it goes down)

In the middle, we pay tribute to the common people who were harmed by the little Gaga.

(Another third)

I pay tribute to my brothers who died on the West Coast.

(One line, no more!)

Pour the wine! "

The wine was filled, and Wang Zhifei raised the big bowl ~ tons, tons, tons...

"Come again!"

Another bowl.

"More!" Another bowl.

"Hero, you have a good alcohol tolerance! In ancient times, Wu Song killed a tiger on Jingyang Ridge with 18 bowls of wine, and today heroes keep guests with three bowls of wine to protect the country and the people.

What a strong man! What a drinker! "

The elders of the clan were all stunned. They watched Wang Zhifei drink all three bowls of wine without dropping a drop, and they clapped and cheered loudly.

Everyone also gave a thumbs-up and cheered.

The clan leader saw that Wang Zhifei's first bowl of wine was a sign of wisdom, and there was nothing wrong with the three toasts. He could have left some wine at the bottom of the bowl to drink after the three toasts. This is called wisdom.

The second bowl is a courtesy. Although I could have avoided it, I didn’t. I respected your customs. This is called courtesy!
The third bowl is benevolence. I could deceive you and not drink this wine, but I drank it. Although I am in a high position, I sympathize with the people. This is called benevolence.

The fourth bowl shows courage. He drinks four bowls in a row without wasting a drop. If that’s not courage, what is?
The wine was poured in, but it was not clear whether it was poured into the stomach or into the gun space ~ hehe.

"What a good wine! Today we are all enjoying ourselves together as soldiers and civilians. Old man, this is for you. When the time comes, you can share it with the people who come. This will make everyone happy."

Wang Zhifei wiped his mouth, took out a gold bar from his pocket and handed it to the old man, patting his hands: "Ayi, sing!"

Ayi continued to lead the singing: "The flags are fluttering, the horses are galloping, the guns are on the shoulders, the knives are on the waists, the blood is hot like a raging tide..."

Everyone walked towards the defeated soldiers' camp.

The elder stroked his beard and said, "What a good official! What a good official! It's like Lord Yue is alive again!"

(Wang Zhifei...

How about we change the metaphor? Lord Yue is fine, but I can’t handle the twelve gold medals.)
The common people brought various fruits and food and gave them to the cannon fodder group.

Wang Zhifei looked at it and felt deeply moved.

Seeing their clothes still covered in patches and their pale faces, I was afraid that they had saved for a long time to get these little things.

But I gave it to them willingly.

The bandits' passing is like combing the wound, while the soldiers' passing is like shaving the wound.

To them, the people in the cannon fodder group have never been good people. Not to mention them, the people in the cannon fodder group themselves know that they are not good people.

Just because the cannon fodder group defended Zenda and did their part, they were so grateful to them. What a good group of people.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Zhifei bought these things in this way. It is not easy for ordinary people either.

As for restraining them? How to restrain them? The whole army is like this! Only the northerners are not like this, they don't take a single needle or thread.

Putting aside the question of whether you can restrain yourself or not, if you do the same thing as the North, you will immediately be criticized as being communist.

By then, Wang Zhifei’s backing would have completely collapsed.

Therefore, Wang Zhifei could only compensate the people in this way.

At this time, someone tugged at the corner of Wang Zhifei's clothes. Wang Zhifei turned around and saw a little girl in flowery clothes holding a small basket of eggs and handing it to Wang Zhifei. Her two big eyes blinked at Wang Zhifei.

Wang Zhifei put a dollar into the kid's pocket and said, "Here's your New Year's money. Call me handsome uncle. Hahaha!"

Wang Zhifei took an egg and passed the rest to Dong Dao next to him. Dong Dao took two and passed them to the brothers behind him...

……

The cannon fodder group reaped a lot along the way. Everyone had something to eat, something in their pockets, or something on their bodies. No one was idle.

For the first time, they also felt the respect from the common people from the bottom of their hearts.

After returning to the refugee camp and coming to the former cannon fodder courtyard, Wang Zhifei ordered: "Now, I will give everyone five days off. The day after tomorrow, come to my place to collect your salary according to the roster. If anyone dares to sell his weapons, I will make him charge with a fire stick in two days.

Also, you are not allowed to force buying and selling. The people of Zenda have just given us things. Even if you are animals, you can't harm the people, right? Otherwise, you will be like Little Gaga."

(End of this chapter)