The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 330 Spirits
"...So that's how it is." He Nan suddenly realized: "So... this boy was born by his mother to another man. So the people at that table should be his wife cheating on her, or reorganizing the family... The woman took her son and married him."

"Hmm, that should be it." Shirley chuckled, "This kind of family is especially prone to conflicts, isn't it?"

"Well... indeed." Ho Nan frowned, seeing Tom Severed Finger coming forward with a plate of food, and took another bite of Wagyu: "But... the divorce rate in New York is already ridiculously high, even if it is What about the family of origin."

Except for areas where the Puritans are relatively strong and the atmosphere is conservative, the United States basically has a relatively casual attitude towards marriage.

The high divorce rate is unimaginable for people in other countries.

New York is even worse.

But this is mainly related to the crime rate, rather than "the more developed the place, the more open the marriage" some people think.There is no such logical relationship at all.

There's a lot of that happening in New York.

That is, you married someone, and as a result, he committed a crime and went to jail, joined a criminal organization, took a high-risk job such as a cash carrier despite your opposition, or got seriously injured, etc.

In this chaotic city where the crime rate is huge, life is basically based on luck, and all kinds of crazy ideas collide fiercely, there is always a reason for you to divorce.

Whether it's money, ideas, or safety issues...they can all be the reason why you can no longer tolerate the life you're living in right now.

This is an extremely sad reality.

However, some liberal left-wingers who are mainly white and petty bourgeoisie will advocate that people's frequent divorce represents gender liberation and the pursuit of freedom. People should learn advanced experience and lessons from the great city of New York.

He Nan feels that, at least in New York, the concept of "a great city" is constantly being refreshed.

He thinks this is a kind of irony, but many New Yorkers don't think so.

They feel that this sentence is positive no matter where it is used, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Because New York is great.

"Hey, Tom." Seeing that he was holding a bottle of high-grade wine, He Nan suggested that he try rice wine first: "Come and try this? It tastes very good."

"Oh, forget it, buddy." Tom poured himself the wine happily, and laughed loudly: "I still like this kind of spirit! I just passed by the place where I got this kind of wine, and I was a little interested. As a result, when I heard him say that this wine has no proof, I immediately lost interest! Then what's the point of drinking it?"

"Try it." He Nan still tried to reassure him: "Compared with strong alcohol, each has its own flavor, maybe you can try it."

"Hey, forget it. I don't even feel like drinking beer. What's the point of this wine?"

Saying this, Tom still poured himself a glass of rice wine.

After taking a sip, he widened his eyes.

Then, the eyes began to become complicated.

But the main thought and feeling is confusion.

"what is this?"

"Rice wine." He Nan said, "To be precise, it's fermented glutinous rice, but there are no glutinous rice grains in it."

"Ha! I haven't heard of it...but it's wine?" Tom took another sip and laughed. "I think it's sweet water! Is it white sugar and honey?"

"Take sugar and honey and mix it with me for a taste." He Nan couldn't help complaining: "In short, you don't seem to be used to drinking it, do you?"

"Hey, I'm really not used to drinking it. But it might be good as a hangover drink." Tom said with a smile, and cut a large piece of steak with a knife and fork, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely while chewing: "I always sober up with lager beer... so light as water! But you can still get drunk if you drink too much."

The so-called lager beer refers to the current mainstream industrial beer production techniques.

The opposite is craft beer made by traditional techniques, that is, ale beer.Low Yield.

Industrial lagers are made with a relatively mild taste, while ales are full-bodied and complex.

Although many people say that ale beer is the real beer, lager beer is not up to the grade, and even lager beer is directly expelled from the beer registration... But in He Nan's opinion, the taste of lager beer is more lethal. He accepts.

He thought the ale was too bitter.

Lager to be refreshing too.

Actually, when it comes to people like Tom who sober up with beer...

...He Nan remembered the Russian man who tried to mix medical alcohol with water and then got drunk for a week.

That guy was sobered up with beer too.

After all, beer was only recognized as alcohol in Russia a few years ago. Before that, it was just a "alcoholic drink" that elementary school students could take to quench their thirst.

In short, if one bottle does not wake up, another bottle will be added.

This is not a big deal.

There are more violent "remedies containing alcohol" in Russia.

Everyone knows that drinking alcohol and taking cephalosporins is very risky.

It could be fatal.

But some people over there will use this prescription to cure headaches.

Take two cephalosporins -- yes, one isn't strong enough -- and when you're done, finish off a whole bottle of beer.

Then I fell asleep overnight, and everything was fine the next day.

He Nan felt that this was not called drowsiness.

Just simply passed out.

In fact, people who dare to play like this and are still alive, he doesn't need to treat any headaches at all.

Because the immune organs of the whole body are already invulnerable to all poisons, so just let it go.

I dare to call this thing a "remedy" purely because of my abnormal health.

Since the whole of Eastern Europe began to drink high-alcohol alcohol, all kinds of strange folk remedies have come out.

Now, if you have cephalosporin, you can use wine to treat headaches.

In ancient times, there were high numbers of spirits used as solvents to dissolve all herbs.

In normal countries, herbal medicines are made into juices and drunk by methods such as tormenting.

Eastern Europe certainly has this normal way of taking medicine.

...But there are also those who take spirits directly.

And it's different from Chinese snake wine and the like.

It's really just soaking the herbal medicine in spirits with a temperature of [-] or [-] degrees and then pouring it hard.

Coupled with the most popular traditional medicine in Europe, giving patients bloodletting therapy... can definitely make patients die faster.

Thinking of this, He Nan looked at Tom with the severed finger in front of him, and suddenly felt that he was very weak.

Texas Redneck is still the younger brother in comparison, so he has to stand aside.

If you really want to drink hard, you have to look at Poland and the Slavs.

"Tom, how much is your wine?" He Nan asked.

"Ah?" Tom Severed Finger started to open the lid with a smile, so he turned the lid around and looked at the instructions: "Uh... what kind of bird language is this, I can't understand it."

"It's Swedish... just look at the numbers written on it."

"Oh..." He looked carefully: "65 degrees. The unit is the metric system... 350 milliliters."

"... How many bottles do you think you can drink?"

"It should be five bottles anyway!"

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