Courtyard House: Home Alone

He knew the importance of this batch of penicillin to the Soviet front; once it was missed, he didn't know when it would be available again.

While Lin Yifan's conditions were harsh, they were not entirely unacceptable. After all, he was only supplying raw materials at cost price, and the Soviet Union would not lose its core technology as a result. They might even be able to deduce the method for mass production of penicillin by using the raw materials and chemical reagents he provided.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, Andrei slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and said in a deep voice, "Good! Young Master Lin, I admire your courage and boldness!"

I will now send a telegram to Moscow for instructions. If the higher authorities approve, we will proceed as you have said! However, if they do not agree, we will have to proceed according to the previous conditions.

"Can."

Lin Yifan nodded, a faint smile appearing on his face. "I believe the decision-makers in Moscow will make a wise choice. So, while we wait for their reply, shall our 'friendly match' begin?"

A complex light flashed in Andrei's eyes. He hadn't expected Lin Yifan to be so composed at a time like this.

He took a deep breath, picked up the bottle of vodka again, unscrewed the cap, and poured the strong liquor into the empty enamel mug next to him until it was full. Then he pushed the mug towards Lin Yifan: "Alright! Let's drink and wait! Young Master Lin, I hope your drinking capacity will be as excellent as your negotiation skills!"

Lin Yifan did not pick up his glass, but met Andrei's sharp gaze with a slight smile: "Mr. Andrei, I just checked, and you brought a total of sixteen cases of vodka."

I think we should divide them up before we even start. Eight boxes for each side, that's fair and just. What do you say?

Andrei was taken aback, then burst into laughter. He thought Lin Yifan was bluffing. How much could an eight-year-old child drink, no matter how much he could drink?

He waved his hand dismissively: "Alright! We'll do as Young Master Lin says! Divide it!"

Soviet soldiers immediately stepped forward, moved the sixteen boxes of vodka to the table, and began to count them one by one. They then divided them into two piles of eight boxes each, which were neatly stacked on both sides of the dining room.

Stone looked at the towering crates of vodka and couldn't help but swallow hard. Although he could drink a lot, eight crates of vodka, even if each crate contained six bottles, would still be forty-eight bottles. If it was divided among five people, that would be nearly ten bottles per person. Moreover, these were all 750ml bottles. This wasn't just drinking; it was practically playing with fire!

He glanced at Lin Yifan, only to see that Lin Yifan remained calm, as if those were not forty-eight bottles of strong liquor, but forty bottles of plain water.

Kong Jie and Qin Zhirong looked at each other, secretly lamenting their predicament, but since things had come to this point, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and proceed.

After distributing the drinks, Andrei picked up a bottle of vodka, took a large gulp straight from the bottle, wiped his mouth, and handed the bottle to Major Vasily beside him: "Come on, to our victory, cheers!"

Major Vasily took the bottle and took a big gulp. The spicy liquor burned his throat, but a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

The other Soviet officers followed suit, and soon the restaurant was filled with the sounds of gulping drinks and boisterous laughter.

Andrei put down his bottle, looked at Lin Yifan, and said with a hint of provocation, "Young Master Lin, it's your turn!"

Lin Yifan smiled slightly, but instead of picking up the wine bottle, he said to Shi Tou, "Brother Shi Tou, go get me a big basin."

"what?"

Shi Tou paused for a moment, not understanding why Lin Yifan wanted a large basin at this time, but still immediately replied, "Okay!" and turned around and ran out quickly.

Andrei and the Soviet officers looked curiously at the doorway, wondering what Lin Yifan was up to this time.

Soon, Stone walked in carrying two bowls, which together could hold a 750ml bottle of vodka.

Lin Yifan gestured to Shi Tou to put the rice bowl on the table, then opened two bottles of vodka and poured them into the rice bowl with a bang.

The amber-colored liquor sloshed in the white porcelain basin, emitting an even stronger and more pungent aroma, leaving everyone present somewhat bewildered.

Andrei raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Lin, what... are you going to do?"

Lin Yifan didn't answer directly, but said to Shi Tou, Kong Jie, and Qin Zhirong, "Brother Shi Tou, Commander Kong, Vice Chairman Qin, eat more and drink as much as you like, but remember, don't get drunk. As for the competition with them, leave it to me."

After saying that, he picked up the bowl in front of him and downed the whole bowl in one gulp. Then he picked up another bowl and said, "Mr. Andrei, don't just watch, let's all drink together." After saying that, he downed another bowl of vodka. In fact, he had stored all the liquor in this bowl into his spatial storage.

Everyone at the table was terrified by his actions, especially the Soviet officers. They didn't even notice when the bottles in their hands fell to the ground with a clatter. Their eyes were wide open like saucers, their mouths were agape enough to fit a fist, and they were making hoarse gasps as if they had seen some incredible monster.

Andrei was so shocked that he jumped up from his chair, oblivious to the wine dripping down his chin. He stared intently at the two empty bowls in front of Lin Yifan, then at Lin Yifan's unchanging face, which even had a hint of a smile on it, his mind completely blank.

The thought that Lin Yifan was bluffing just now has been completely washed away by the overwhelming shock.

Tang Baolin was also horrified. His hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and a few drops of tea spilled out. Although he knew that Lin Yifan was extraordinary, he never expected that this kid would have such an amazing alcohol tolerance. Two large basins of vodka, that's two whole 750ml bottles of strong liquor! He just drank them down like water?

Kong Jie and Qin Zhirong were dumbfounded, their mouths agape for a long time. They were originally worried about how to deal with this "friendly match", but now, looking at Lin Yifan's back, they felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. Is this... is this still human?

Shi Tou was so startled he almost dropped his chopsticks. He rubbed his eyes hard to make sure he wasn't seeing things; the two rice bowls were indeed empty.

Looking at Lin Yifan again, apart from his complexion being slightly rosier than before, he appeared perfectly normal. He swallowed hard, thinking to himself, "This isn't drinking alcohol, it's practically quenching my thirst with vodka like water! Even water would require a stomach big enough to hold it all!"

The restaurant fell silent instantly, except for the soft sound of vodka slowly flowing on the floor. All eyes were fixed on Lin Yifan, filled with disbelief and deep fear.

Before they could react, Lin Yifan opened two more bottles of vodka and poured them into the two rice bowls with a loud bang.

Then, glancing at the others at the table, he said with a smile, "Don't just watch me drink, everyone join in. Mr. Andrei, if you don't drink, you're doomed to lose."