Republic of China: My great warlord, many children, many blessings.

I, Feng Delin, don't play games. I admire heroes, so let's fight!

Without further ado, Feng Delin gulped down three large mouthfuls of his drink.

Shen Hao smiled and said, "Commander Feng is also a senior I learned from, so I'll do it too."

Everyone watched as Shen Hao calmly downed two large bowls of soup, and they all gave him a thumbs up. (befi)

This bowl of wine contains about four ounces of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and two bowls would be almost a pound.

Despite drinking so much, Shen Hao showed no signs of intoxication whatsoever; his alcohol tolerance astonished them.

He had originally wanted to test his drinking skills against Shen Hao, but now he was a bit scared.

"Wow, Commander Shen, your drinking capacity is absolutely amazing. Even in our Northeast China, you'd be top-notch," Zhang Zuoxiang said with genuine admiration.

Shen Hao chuckled. "You, Feng Delin, were just pouring me drinks. Now it's my turn."

So Shen Hao poured Feng Delin another full bowl and said, "Commander Feng, I'd like to toast you with a bowl too."

Feng Delin's face immediately fell, even though he could drink a pound and a half of liquor.

But it was drunk slowly, one small cup at a time.

If you drink this much on an empty stomach without eating anything, who can stand it?

Feng Delin chickened out, so he handed the bowl of wine to Zhang Zuolin and said, "Commander Shen, we haven't finished toasting everyone yet, how can we return the toast?"

Come on, let's take a walk around first.

"Then, we can drink as many glasses as we want."

When Feng Delin mentioned the cup, everyone smiled knowingly; this guy had chickened out.

Judging from Zhang Zuolin's words, it's obvious that Feng Delin is about to get drunk.

Shen Hao had a good plan; he drank seven or eight bowls and downed three jin of liquor in one round.

Feng Delin didn't believe Shen Hao had that kind of alcohol tolerance.

Zhang Zuolin still felt sorry for his son-in-law and laughed, "Old Feng, if you can't do it, just admit defeat."

We're all family, we won't laugh at you.

You're not a kid anymore, bullying a junior like that, really, what do you all think?"

Zhang Zuoxiang said, "That's right, drinking it bowl after bowl like that will kill people."

These words made Feng Delin lose face, and he couldn't save face for a moment.

Sun Liechen said, "Come on, have some meat first. Don't just drink alcohol. It'll be good to have some meat to fill your stomach."

I just finished a bowl, and now my stomach feels hot and burning.

Wu Junsheng, the second brother, laughed and said, "I can't hold my liquor, so I dare not use a big bowl. Come on, Commander Shen, we'll toast you with a small wine cup."

Shen Hao said, "It's alright, I'll do it, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Shen Hao picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

This really terrified the group.

That's an unbeatable alcohol tolerance.

After finishing his drink, Shen Hao refilled it and said to the eldest brother, Ma Longtan, "Commander Ma, I'd like to toast you too."

"I'll use a cup too; this big bowl is really too much for me to drink from."

Shen Hao didn't waste any more words and downed his drink in one gulp.

Shen Hao drank four large bowls of liquor and was still as if nothing had happened, which shocked Zhang Zuolin and the others.

Is this just plain boiled water?

Although they have a good capacity for alcohol, they can only drink about one and a half jin (500ml) or two jin (1.5kg) at most, and they drink it slowly.

If you let them each down a bottle at once, they'll be drunk immediately.

Zhang Delin had originally planned to get Shen Hao drunk.

Looking into Shen Hao's clear eyes now, that thought vanished without a trace.

Trying to outdrink a heavy drinker is practically suicide.

Seeing Feng Delin's utterly bewildered expression, Zhang Zuolin was overjoyed and clapped his hands repeatedly in approval.

"Ah Hao, your alcohol tolerance is really impressive. I, Old Zhang, have never been impressed by anyone's drinking ability in my entire life."

Ah Hao, you're the first person I, Lao Zhang, truly admire. You're amazing.

They were so drunk they didn't dare to go anymore.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Zuolin couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling incredibly satisfied.

Sun Liechen, Zhang Zuoxiang, and others also gave a thumbs up.

"Commander Shen is amazing!"

"He's practically the god of wine."

The group quickly backed down and began to flatter Shen Hao.

Feng Delin was somewhat embarrassed, but he knew he was no match for Shen Hao.

He picked up a bowl of wine and said to Shen Hao, "Commander Shen, I, Old Feng, am completely defeated. I was blind to your greatness."

I did it, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he downed the bowl of wine by himself.

Shen Hao laughed and said, "What's there to admit defeat about? Let's just drink and move on. It's not like we're fighting a war where we have to risk our lives."

Zhang Zuoxiang said, "Yes, yes, that's right, let's get started. Come and eat the mutton, it's freshly slaughtered."

Shen Hao's drinking capacity immediately dispelled their idea of ​​challenging him to a drinking contest.

As time went by, the wine and mutton on the table were all gone.

It was already 11 p.m.

At this moment, the northwest wind was howling outside, and the crescent moon that had been hanging in the night sky was no longer visible, shrouded in dark clouds.

The temperature is dropping, and it looks like it's going to snow heavily.

Inside the room, only Shen Hao remained sober; everyone else was drunk and started bragging and talking nonsense.

"Zhang Zuolin, I just won't submit to you!" Feng Delin's eyes were already glazed over, but he still stubbornly insisted.

"What can you do if you don't respect me? I earned my position through hard work."

Back then, I, Old Zhang, was lucky to survive a gunfight with someone.

"Now that we're in this position, who didn't crawl out of a pile of corpses?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you son of a bitch, you're just lucky."

"Damn it, if you're not satisfied, let's go outside and settle this one-on-one."

Zhang Zuolin stood up dizzily, his steps unsteady.

He was clearly extremely drunk.

Suddenly, Shen Hao heard footsteps, so he pretended to be drunk and climbed onto the table.

Upon opening the door, one finds several of Zhang Zuolin's concubines.

Second concubine, Madam Lu, said, "Oh dear, he's vomiting everywhere. They must have forced Commander Shen to drink it."

Fifth concubine Wang shook her head and said, "It was Feng Delin who vomited. Look at his feet, ugh, so disgusting."

"Someone come here, I'll help Commander Shen to rest. The master is really something, getting the new son-in-law so drunk on his first day."

The fourth sister, Xu, and the fifth sister, Wang, put Shen Hao's arm on their shoulders and lifted it up with difficulty.

"My goodness, this Commander Shen is so heavy!"

"Look at how big it is!"

The two men huffed and puffed as they carried Shen Hao into the bedroom.

He threw her onto the bed, and due to inertia, the two concubines also fell onto the bed.

At this moment, the three of them were in the following positions: Shen Hao was sleeping in the middle, while Wang Shi and Xu Shi were lying on either side of Shen Hao, being embraced by him.

The two women exchanged a glance, blushed, and quickly pretended to fix their hair as they sat up.

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"Fifth Brother, you know what, this Commander Shen is really handsome and has a really robust build."

"Second sister, don't get any ideas."

After the fifth sister, Wang, finished speaking, Lu blushed and spat lightly.

"Go away, I'll go tidy up first. You cover Commander Shen with a blanket."

"Well, go ahead"