Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 1032 Alexei (Fifth Watch)
When it was dark, Li Mingdou and He Xiao, who had nothing to do, went to the dance hall of Wang Zhonghai and Yang Pao to dance together.

Dancing is also addictive. Li Mingdou, Wang Zhonghai and his dance hall opened the day they followed Wan Feng to the ballroom and were dragged off by a female bastard. They seemed to have become addicted to dancing. They danced a few times at night when they had nothing to do. If Wan Feng didn’t go, he was a little scared He Xiaola was hooked.

"I have no objection to the two of you going to dance, but you must be careful when you walk, don't be beaten with black sticks in a daze!" Wan Feng reminded when he saw these two guys going out.

"It's okay, it's not far from here."

"Something usually happens when you feel that nothing is wrong. Be careful yourself. If something happens, don't resist stupidly. Run back and talk about it."

"Understood, why don't you go?"

"I have something to do at night, so I won't go."

Wan Feng's business at night is to accompany Qu Yang to hang out.
During the day, when Wan Feng was looking for Qu Yang to do business, he accidentally mentioned this matter, and asked Wan Feng if he should mean it?
In fact, Qu Yang doesn't need to think about meaning, they are not a system, as long as they don't commit crimes, there are not many chances of intersection, and there is nothing wrong with meaning.

But Wan Feng thinks that he should make a fuss. Although he is doing a legal business now, some people still have to hand it over, so as not to be too late if something happens.

After He Xiao and Li Mingdou left, Wan Feng didn't go out yet, the reason was that it was still dark.

When Wan Feng watched Li Mingdou and the others leave, Shamilov just took out the bottle of wine.

Being able to take out a bottle of wine at least proves that Shamilov has done business with Chinese people.

Exchange something for a bottle of wine and you can't say it's not a business.

Four guys staring at the bottle with blue eyes.

"If you want to hang out with brother, just go with brother, drink too much!"

Four guys look at me and look at you.

"Drinking outside will freeze to death, besides, it will be dark soon, go to my house for a drink, don't go! Then you continue to fight!"

There is a joke in the Soviet Union. When two people are beating each other to the death and neither of them can do it well, throw a bottle of wine between them, and the two will immediately stop fighting and grab the wine.

This joke shows how much the Soviets love alcohol. Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that they will continue to fight after drinking.

These four guys must not be in the mood to fight now. It is an idiot's job to fight while drinking.

So these four guys followed Shamilov to his house.

Shamilov became a loner after his mother died two years ago, in a room on the fourth floor of an old small building.

When the four of Igor arrived at Shamilov's house, Nisha had already prepared the dishes.

There is nothing there. In this area, whether Huaguo or Maozi eat potatoes and cabbage in winter, this thing does not distinguish nationality.

But today there is an extra plate of sausage-like things.

Shamilov took out two more bottles of wine and poured about half a ounce of wine into each person's glass.

Maozi loves to drink, but he doesn't put the wine bottle in his mouth as people imagine.

On the contrary, when they drink, they also pour it into the cup, usually about half a liang of wine, drink it up in one gulp, and then pour it down again.

There is a saying in Huaguo that you wait three rounds of drinking before discussing matters, but Maozi does not have such a rule. After drinking a glass of wine, Taras asked Shamilov where he got the wine from?And the origin of this delicious sausage.

"Brother was lucky enough to meet a young man from Huaguo in the trading shed, and now he is doing business with him, which is quite a big business, so I need manpower. The few of us walked together in the past, and I remembered you. But you guys still started fighting after a few days of quitting, I’m so disappointed.”

"Actually, between us..." Anton still wanted to explain.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, we have been together for a long time, and I can guess the contradictions between you without listening. The gangsters are all summoned to work with my brother, and when the time comes, my brother will take care of your wine and give you your wages, and our buddies are also breaking into a world in the city of Buenos Aires."

At this moment, Shamilov was quite arrogant, and he was fascinated by Nissa, thinking that Shamilov must instill more love in her tonight.

"I'm going to gather another person tomorrow. When I find this person, our team will be almost complete. The day after tomorrow, I will show you the business I'm doing now."

Shamilov did not tell Igor who he was going to.

When Wan Feng told him to find a powerful person to lead the battle, he had such a candidate in his mind.

On the second day, Igor and others started looking for some former companions who were fooling around, while Shamilov drove a Lada out of the city and went northeast along the Surprising Lijiang River to a small village.

Shamilov drove into the village, and finally stopped in front of a low wooden house by the Lijiang River.

Shamilov came to the house with a bag on his back and knocked on the door: "Uncle Alexei, are you home?"

The door of the room swung open, and a loud voice rushed out almost roaring: "Little bear, you know you have come to see me."

Shamilov smiled like a chrysanthemum: "Uncle Alexei, I really came to see you."

"Then why didn't you come to see me?"

"Didn't I have no money before? How can I come to see you if I don't have money?"

"come in!"

Shamilov then entered the room.

Inside the room was a man who was not considered tall, but rather short. He was about forty years old, but he was sitting there with a majestic aura.

"Did you bring wine?"

"Let's see how you dare to come without wine."

Shamilov opened his backpack and took out six bottles of liquor.

Alexei snatched a bottle away.

"Hey! What kind of wine is this?"

"Huaguo grain wine, sixty degrees."

"tasty?"

"Drink and have a look. I think it's okay. Although it doesn't feel as good as our vodka, it's very strong."

Alexei uncapped the wine bottle and poured a little into the glass, then drank it all in one gulp.

He squeezed his tongue and smashed it twice: "Not bad, not bad, enough punch! Where did it come from?"

Shamilov didn't answer the other party's words, but took out a handful of ham sausage from his bag.

"Uncle Alexei, this is the most suitable drink."

After speaking, he peeled a ham sausage and handed it to Alexei.

(End of this chapter)