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Yu Jihui: “A Stinking Old Ninth – A Tale of the Coal Capital” (updated on July 2020)
“This is the first round. I’ll empty it first.” With that,
he finished it. The other eight people, including me,
finished it too. Then Cock filled each bowl with wine
again.
“Now let’s drink the second round!” he
announced. With that, he finished the second bowl.
The rest of us emptied it too. Soon, three people
slipped under the table, but were dragged out to sleep.
Then Cock filled the third bowl with wine, but
his tongue became stiff when he announced the
beginning of the third round. After the third bowl of
wine was poured into our stomachs, Cock and two
other officers slipped under the table and were
dragged out to sleep. The regimental commander lay
on the table and snorted soundly. Now only two
people were left - the First Big Barrel and I.
The First Big Barrel was worthy of the name. He
was as sober as ever. He was as strong as a horse. As
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