80: Chapter 80 The God of Wine of Fengtian and the Emperor of Wine of Sichuan Province

The Fu Family courtyard was bustling with activity. Over a dozen banquet tables were set up, and the villagers came in waves to eat. The cash gifts were generally 400 or more. There was no helping it; living standards had risen, and with prices increasing every year, the gift amounts had gone up too. Two or three hundred just wouldn't cut it anymore.

Li Yi elbowed Su Ye and asked, "Ye-zi, how much are you giving?"

Su Ye didn't answer Li Yi directly but looked at Instructor Wang and asked, "Instructor Wang, how much are you giving? Let's decide together."

Instructor Wang knew Su Ye was trying to protect his pride. Otherwise, given the net worth of Su Ye and Li Yi, they could give ten thousand without batting an eye. But Instructor Wang couldn't. In the few years he had been out in society, he had scrounged up about a hundred thousand, and even his car was bought on a loan. A sum that was nothing to Su Ye and his friend might be several months' salary for Instructor Wang.

"I'll give one thousand. We're all brothers, it wouldn't be good to give too little. I just saw several people from The Fu Family village giving eight hundred or a thousand, and us brothers can't lose face."

Su Ye nodded, then went to his car and opened the armrest box. Inside was 100,000 in cash, which Su Ye kept in case he needed it.

He pulled out a red envelope with gold-stamped characters wishing for an early birth of a child and counted out 1,000 in cash to put inside.

At this moment, Yan Zheng walked up and asked, "Little Su, do you have any extra red envelopes? I came in a rush and didn't prepare any."

Su Ye turned his head and smiled, "Brother Yan, why are you giving a gift? Your presence is the greatest gift."

Although Yan Zheng didn't like flattery, it depended on who was doing it. Hearing Su Ye say this, Yan Zheng felt like his face had been coated in gold powder; it was incredibly radiant.

"Aiya, you can't say it like that. Since I'm here, and it's a wedding banquet, I have to partake in the good fortune too."

As he spoke, he took a red-dyed egg out of his pocket and shook it in front of Su Ye: "Look, I even brought a red egg for my daughter."

Su Ye smiled and said, "Daughter-slave."

He handed him a red envelope.

After getting to know Yan Zheng, Su Ye found that this man was quite funny at times, a total daughter-slave. He thought of his daughter in everything he did. Even when they were out eating and drinking alone, he couldn't go three sentences without mentioning his precious daughter.

However, Su Ye had met Yan Zheng's daughter, who would call him "Uncle Su" with a soft, sweet voice. She was truly adorable, making Su Ye want to take her home to raise.

"Brother Su, give me one too. I want to share in the good fortune."

Wang Zhi and the driver also came forward to ask for red envelopes.

Don't let their age fool you—they were both nearly thirty, older than Su Ye—but they called him "Brother Su" very affectionately.

Su Ye handed two more to them. Yan Zheng, standing to the side, didn't say anything. After all, it was someone's wedding, and since you ate their banquet, giving a red envelope was normal. Besides, Wang Zhi and the driver, Old Zhang, were considered close to Yan Zheng.

After all, one cannot choose secretaries and drivers in the government haphazardly. One helps you handle private matters, and the other knows where you go and who you meet every day. So, if you don't choose, fine, but if you do, they must be people you trust.

Just after Su Ye and the others finished giving their gifts, a pair of long, snow-white legs appeared in front of Su Ye. Su Ye looked up and saw it was Zhao Sihan, who had just changed into shorts.

At this moment, Zhao Sihan held a beer in each hand and sat down beside Su Ye. She tapped the beer in her right hand against the stool below, and the cap flew off.

She extended the beer bottle in her right hand to Su Ye, then opened the one in her left hand and said boldly, "Su Ye, I like you. The two over there, Dudu and Xiao Ying, are useless; they're done after two bottles, so I can only come to you. How is your alcohol tolerance? Can you handle it?"

Su Ye turned his head and saw that the two bridesmaids were already slumped over the table. Hearing Zhao Sihan ask if he could drink, Su Ye was cornered. A man can say anything, but he cannot say he can't.

Su Ye spread his right hand fingers in front of Zhao Sihan, then tucked in his middle finger and said slowly, "No limit! I won't brag about more, but I can definitely drink you under the table."

Zhao Sihan was angry. She rolled up the sleeves of her short-sleeved shirt, dragged two crates of beer from the side, and placed them under her feet, resting her fair, tender legs on top.

"Come on, you little shrimp, you're quite arrogant. I! Zhao Sihan! The Shenyang God of Alcohol, you know? Today I'll let you know what Northern alcohol tolerance is."

Su Ye lifted his beer bottle and held it up, saying disdainfully, "Come on! I'll let you know what the Sichuan Province Emperor of Alcohol is!"

"Hey!"

Zhao Sihan was annoyed, then clinked glasses with Su Ye, tilted her head back, and shoved the bottle into her mouth. With a shake, in three seconds, the bottle of beer was gone.

With a "Bang!", she put the glass bottle on the table and tilted her little face at Su Ye in provocation.

Su Ye didn't show weakness; he grabbed his bottle and did a "small whirlwind," finishing it in three seconds. Looking closely, he was slightly faster than Zhao Sihan.

After putting down the bottle, he winked at Zhao Sihan provocatively.

Li Yi had already pulled Instructor Wang to another table. Anyone with eyes could see that Zhao Sihan was interested in Su Ye, so as a brother, he naturally created opportunities. Even Deputy Bureau Chief Chang Le, who arrived half an hour later, was pulled directly to his table by Li Yi, not letting him disturb Su Ye's drinking contest.

The two's drinking contest attracted a large crowd of onlookers, and exclamations were endless:

"Awesome! They've already chugged twelve bottles."

"These two are drinking straight; they haven't eaten a single bite of food. If they had even eaten a peanut, they wouldn't be drinking like this."

"Thirteen bottles! Thirteen bottles!"

"I, the Xiaohe Village King of Alcohol, bow down."

"Forget it, you call yourself the King of Alcohol? You caught one dead fish and forgot your own name, right? If you have guts, drink now."

"Bring it on, who's afraid of whom, you brat."

Fu Yun looked at Su Ye worriedly and said, "Sister-in-law, is Ye-zi okay? I know Zhao Sihan. When she first came the day before yesterday, we went out to eat together. There were four grown men, plus me, five of us. We drank two crates, and she drank two crates by herself without getting drunk."

Li Yi said calmly, "Don't worry, Ye-zi is different now. Honestly, I've never seen him drunk. You know my tolerance; I can drink a crate or two. Last time, Ye-zi drank me under the table, sent me home, and was up at eight the next morning to exercise."

Fu Yun and Instructor Wang could only look at each other and said in unison, "Animal!"

After Su Ye and Zhao Sihan chugged eighteen bottles without eating anything, Zhao Sihan reached her limit first. She picked up some food to eat. Seeing Su Ye's teasing gaze, she said unconvinced, "Don't get cocky. I'm not in good shape right now; I didn't eat breakfast. Just you wait, tonight I'll drink you to death."

The two had already agreed that in the evening, the bridesmaid group and the groomsman group would go out to have fun. As for the bride and groom's wedding night, well, they still had to experience that.

Su Ye spread his hands like a little bear: "I'm so scared, tsk tsk tsk."

Zhao Sihan picked up a piece of braised meat, put it in her mouth, and looked at Su Ye through gritted teeth, deciding in her heart that tonight, either she or Su Ye would die.