Chapter 331 Ruthless
No, Tom, you're a tough guy too...

He Nan was extremely ashamed when he heard this.

Some people are especially able to drink, and their bodies are relatively resistant to the side effects caused by alcohol, and many ingredients can be metabolized without being absorbed.

This gene is most common in Caucasians.

To put it bluntly, not only are they easy to drink, but they are also inherently prone to alcohol addiction.

the reason is simple.

It means that after drinking, you don't feel very uncomfortable, but you can experience all kinds of blissful pleasure brought by alcohol.

How exactly can this thing make them, or even a nation, happy?

Just look at the UK.

Many British people are more sullen.

Their cultural atmosphere will make them attach great importance to superficial demeanor in normal times, and they are called "gentlemen" and other titles.

This is why people in the British Isles are particularly prone to yin and yang when speaking, because even if you are not actually civilized, you have to speak civilized.So curse words have become sarcasm.

It's nothing, it's just that outsiders are not used to it when they go there, and they feel that they are not friendly and honest at all, and the streets are full of hypocrites.

But they didn't hold back like this all the time.

Just go to the bar and have a look.

Or you have a good relationship and can drink together at night.

You'll see right away what this Brit really looks like after unleashing his goddamn ego.

There is no demeanor or elegance.

They will immediately start yelling and "drinking crazy" like a Sichuan opera changing face.

Everyone knows this, and it is tacit.

You don't need to be drunk to start doing all kinds of things that would be considered indecent if you didn't drink alcohol.

You only need the first drink.

That glass of wine is the switch, and everyone tacitly allows you to drink it to faux pas, dance casually, tell crude British vicious jokes, and speak dirty.

No one will care what you look like at this time, because all the embarrassment is blocked by a layer of window paper-"You just can't control yourself after drinking."

Only fools pierce it, and everyone is high together.

The British culture of eccentric drinking is an important part of relieving social pressure.

So you'll see very few Brits really teetotal.

Because you have to have at least one drink to get back into the carnival atmosphere again.

He Nan didn't understand this before, so he didn't know why in many TV series produced in the UK, the British tended to turn on the carnival mode as soon as they finished drinking. It must also be placed in front of yourself-and at least there must be a little liquid in it, so that people can see that it is wine.

... just because you have to prove to others that you are like a monkey after drinking.

That way there will be no embarrassment.

In fact, they were not embarrassed about this matter. After He Nan knew the truth, the more he thought about it, the more outrageous he became.

Although this is their culture, outsiders don't like to say much...

...But he still wanted to complain, everyone knows that a sip of beer can't be drunk, you are such a showman, don't you really think it's very offensive?
Of course, he did not really raise this issue with the British.

Pretty rude.It doesn't make sense for you to ask so many things that people regard as cultural unspoken rules. It has been established since ancient times.

And if you ask this question, they may not be able to let go of drinking with you next time.

Because he will feel that the character setting of "I get excited when I drink" has been exposed.

"Say it, Tom."

He Nan had a new question, and decided to consult this bold Texas redneck right away.

"what?"

Tom was tearing into his steak.

He even felt that it didn't make much sense if Tom's steaks were all the same.

It's almost the same as grabbing it with your hands.

After all...he cut it almost too big, exactly the way you grill it after a Texas hunt.

For a large piece of meat, cut off a piece with a dagger or machete after roasting, and then use other tableware depending on your mood.

He Nan thinks eating barbecue like this is the best.

But in New York there are no conditions to do so.

Restaurants that can serve such a large piece of meat are expensive.

Moreover, the animals that were not hunted by themselves were not so delicious.

"How do you like to drink."

"Drink it with meat."

"No." He Nan scooped up a spoonful of Buddha's Jumping Wall soup and tasted it, and found that the taste was very satisfying: "I mean, do you like to drink quietly by yourself, or with others?"

"Anything is fine!" Tom laughed loudly: "It's good to drink as much as I want. I can drink as much as I want, and I don't have to call others... Hey, it was so good in Texas. Our brothers are gluttonous Now, let’s have a big drink, get drunk, drive our most powerful off-road vehicle to go racing, and then go hunting! While driving and shooting guns while drinking hard alcohol, that taste... tsk tsk tsk...it’s not sitting on the table at all Hard pours are comparable! Once we've got the kill, roast it and come back for another round!"

"...do you still drink such high alcohol while driving?" Shirley glanced at his bottle and asked curiously.

"Haha, of course!" Tom said triumphantly, "Spirit must be accompanied by a powerful car! And an open top!"

"...at least you guys are wearing your seat belts?"

"Seat belts? Ladies only wear seat belts!" Tom hesitated for a moment before adding, "Uh, Miss Shirley, I didn't mean to offend."

"It's okay, you don't need to explain, I know you just said that casually." Xue Li's expression was not indifferent, but with a smirk: "Didn't you think about what to do if you drive like this? "

"If the technology is good enough, there will be no car accidents. Besides, our land is sparsely populated. You may not see anyone in the wild for [-] miles! Why do you care so much?" Tom proudly pointed at himself. : "Like me! Driving so far, I don't know how many tires have been damaged! Except for hitting a tree a few times, I haven't had any car accidents! Are you ruthless, Uncle Tom?"

"No, I think hitting a tree is considered a car accident!" He Nan couldn't help but pick up the words: "You haven't been injured at all?"

"No! At most, the skin was scratched and stitches were stitched twice! Only two ribs were broken at most!" Tom boasted so proudly, "Until my three fingers were cut off, what injury did I have?" None."

"Your wounds need stitches, and you have broken bones... These are not injuries?" He Nan rubbed his forehead: "Did you already drink too much?"

"Of course not!" Tom snorted, "Women call those wounds! It's just a small problem. I always drink half of the wine, and then pour the other half on the wound to disinfect it."

"Uh...that's really cruel." He Nan felt ashamed: "It hurts enough."

"It's all drunk. How can it hurt?" Tom grinned.

(End of this chapter)

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