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Chapter 1881: Hospitality

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    Rosen looked at the room he lived in with eyes full of novelty.  The house was built out of adobe, very small and narrow, with a layer of white powder inside, which looked very rough.  There is only a small window in front, covered with window paper, and the wind outside is still blowing.  Blowing window paper, non-stop noise.

    Half of the room he lived in was occupied by an earthen kang.  There was a small table on the Kang, on which were a plate of sliced ??American ham, a plate of peanuts, and a bottle of wine.  Opposite him sat a commander of the Eighth Route Army.  The commander of the Eighth Route Army has dark skin and calluses on his hands.  At first glance, it looks like a farmer who has been working all year round.  At this time, his face was full of smiles, and while pouring the wine in the bottle into the glass, he said to Rosen on the opposite side: "I heard that you are the most important guest from the United States, so we  Lao Li came here to entertain you in person. It¡¯s not bragging, you can inquire, in Shanxi, is there anyone who doesn¡¯t know our Lao Li¡¯s name? It¡¯s fate to have a meal with our Lao Li.¡±

    Li Yunlong was of course responsible for entertaining this Rosen.  After getting off the plane, Qin Baoshan just left a word, asking Li Yunlong to treat the scientist from the United States well, and Li Yunlong immediately understood what Qin Baoshan wanted him to do, didn't he just want our old Li to drink him?  This kind of thing, our old Li is best at it.

    Rosen didn't come here alone.  When he heard the news that he was coming, the United States immediately sent him an interpreter.  At this moment, Li Yunlong was there, pouring wine and making daily routines. The translator translated Li Yunlong's words to Luo Sen.

    Hearing Li Yunlong bragging like this, Luo Sen also became interested.  He knows that China has been fighting wars for many years, and a group of experienced commanders have also emerged.  The person in front of him looked the same as the old farmer, but there was a strange brilliance in his eyes.  Rosen knew that this person must be very smart, and like that Qin Baoshan, he was self-taught.  He admired such a person.

    It's just that looking at the appetizers in front of me, it's really too shabby.

    If other people come, such as Kong Jie and the others, Li Yunlong may entertain them better, but if Americans come, Li Yunlong will definitely not entertain them.  Otherwise, the Americans thought that the Eighth Route Army's conditions were good, so they had to suffer a little. Only in this way can they get more benefits from them.  Needless to say, Li Yunlong will make proper arrangements for this kind of thing.

    "I'm not very educated, and I admire people with ink in their stomachs the most." Li Yunlong said, "Come on, let's have a drink first."

    The appointed translator must first ensure political reliability, and secondly, ensure that the technical terms are translated correctly. Translators who are proficient in these aspects may not understand these popular words.  For example, when Li Yunlong said people with ink in their stomachs, the translator was very reluctant to translate.

    Hearing what Li Yunlong said, Luo Sen looked at his stomach and shook his head: "There is no ink in my stomach."

    Hearing the translation of this sentence, Li Yunlong laughed loudly: "I mean you are knowledgeable. Those of us who are knowledgeable here have ink in their stomachs, as if there are stories in it." Li Yunlong followed Zhao Gang to learn knowledge, which can be regarded as  At this time, his eyes rolled, and he said: "I remembered. This has happened for more than a thousand years. There was a great talent who worked very hard in his studies. His subordinates sent him  After eating and drinking, he held the food in one hand and the pen in the other, then put down the pen and went to serve water. Who would have thought that what was served was an inkstone, so he drank the ink directly into his mouth, still nothing  Noticing it, I continued to eat there. Later we describe a literate person as having ink in their stomach.¡±

    Hearing these words, Rosen also found it interesting, especially more than a thousand years ago, the United States at that time was still a barren land.  Now.  Luo Sang was also very emotional, picked up the wine glass, put it to his mouth, just like drinking the old wine, gurgled, and drank two big gulps.  By the third sip, I couldn't drink any more.  There was a fire burning in his stomach, and he felt countless things surging up, and he almost vomited out.

    Li Yunlong felt funny in his heart, of course he used high alcohol.  Westerners are not used to this kind of wine, so it will definitely be interesting.

    Rosen barely suppressed the contents of his stomach, quickly grabbed a piece of ham, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it, only to feel better.  Although there were chopsticks next to him, he was not used to using them, and he didn't have a knife and fork, so he just used his hands.

    After finishing the slice of ham, he said: "This wine reminds me of Soviet vodka. I didn't expect there to be such a strong wine in China."

    Li Yunlong chuckled: "FuWhat is plus?  Our old Li has never drank it, so we will try it when we have a chance.  But you are a guest, so our old Li entertained us with the most famous wine in Shanxi.  When friends come, they have good wine, when enemies come, they have guns.  "

    After finishing speaking, Li Yunlong took the wine glass and drank all the wine in it in one gulp.  He had to set a demonstration for the other party to let the other party know that his spirits were not deliberately teasing him, but a real good thing. After drinking, Li Yunlong picked up a few peanuts with chopsticks and put them in the  Mouth crunching and chewing.

    It was also very interesting for Lawson to see Li Yunlong skillfully using those chopsticks.  I learned to pick up the chopsticks, but no matter what, it was impossible to put the peanuts in my mouth, and I dropped a lot instead.

    Chinese people are not used to using knives and forks when they go abroad, and Americans are still not used to using chopsticks when they come to China.  Li Yunlong looked at Luo Sen's appearance and found it very funny.

    Luo Sen finally gave up. He continued to eat with his hands while slowly tasting the ancient wine produced in ancient China, listening to Li Yunlong talking about various things.

    Li Yunlong was rambling about how the Eighth Route Army beat the devils, what was the origin of the three shots and the Eighth Route Army, how they used large films to kill the devils, and how the devils made iron neck guards.  Speaking of being happy, Li Yunlong even asked Zhang Dabiao, who was following outside, to take out his big knife and show it to Luo Sen.

    This is already the 20th century, and Rosen has begun to manufacture weapons capable of destroying entire cities.  Unexpectedly, on the battlefield in China, cold weapons are used to fight, and Luo Sen is also very emotional.

    For him, it was a fresh night, a night to remember.  Before he knew it, he drank too much and fell asleep on the kang.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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