Chapter 691: Second Stop: The Home of Folk Arts
“Have both old masters gone to bed?” Zhou Chao sat on the sofa, furrowing his brows as he inquired.
Lin Wu, who had just come downstairs, poured Zhou Chao a glass of warm water. “Both old masters have gone to bed. There are no other concerns with their health.”
Zhou Chao nodded slightly, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He recalled the dinner earlier, where both Old Master Xiao and Old Master Chen had tried to get him drunk. Surprisingly, they were the ones who ended up flat on their backs after a few rounds.
“Brother Chao, didn’t you think about letting Grandpa and the others take it easy while drinking?”
“1 did want to, but you see, their enthusiasm left me with little room to maneuver,” Zhou Chao sighed inwardly. Both old masters were in their seventies or eighties, and drinking at their age could indeed have some adverse effects on their health.
Jiang Li, thinking back to the scene earlier, understood Zhou Chao’s frustration. She sighed softly, “We’ll have the medical staff check on Grandpa a bit later.”
“Don’t worry too much; it’s perfectly fine for Old Master Xiao and the others to have a drink.”
In the end, Zhou Chao took the blame upon himself. He couldn’t say much, considering he had indeed engaged in a drinking contest with the two old masters, and three bottles of top-grade Maotai had been emptied.
Rubbing his temples, Zhou Chao realized he had consumed over a bottle himself. Though not feeling particularly drunk, he did have a slight headache.
A pair of slightly chilly hands pressed against his temples, and Zhou Chao saw Jiang Li standing behind him.
“Brother Chao, why don’t you take a rest too?”
“I’m fine. With my tolerance, a couple more bottles won’t get me drunk. It’s just a slight dizziness; I’ll be fine after resting for a bit!”
Jiang Li didn’t say anything further, just increasing the speed of her massage.
By around two-thirty in the afternoon, Jiang Li felt a bit bored. The three of them left the sanatorium, ready to explore. After all, as a tourist resort, there were plenty of attractions to see.
Before leaving, Zhou Chao made sure to instruct the head of Old Master Xiao’s security detail to keep an eye on their condition and to call if anything happened.
Instead of driving, they decided to stroll along the beach in front of the house.
Walking on the wooden boardwalk, watching the waves, the atmosphere was truly enjoyable. Unfortunately, the negative sea breeze brought a slight chill. “So many pigeons. Are those people feeding them?” Jiang Li exclaimed in surprise, pointing not far ahead where several people were feeding pigeons on a seaside promenade.
Following her gaze, they indeed saw many pigeons flying around the area near the sea, with some tourists feeding them.
“Let’s go take a look!”
With that, their pace quickened.
They bought some pigeon feed from a nearby kiosk and headed towards the promenade.
Perhaps because they were used to being fed by people, the pigeons weren’t afraid and instead flocked to them upon seeing they had something in their hands.
Before long, nearly a hundred or so pigeons surrounded them.
Jiang Li, in a playful mood, grabbed a handful of feed and scattered it. The pigeons immediately gathered around, eagerly pecking at the food.
From time to time, the pigeons also cooed.
Zhou Chao and the others played until around five in the afternoon before returning home, having walked along the entire coastline. Although they didn’t visit many places, it was still a refreshing experience!
The timing of their visit was not ideal. If they had come during the peak of summer, there would have been many more attractions to enjoy. However, with autumn fading into winter, many seaside activities were no longer available.
When they returned to the villa, they found Old Master Xiao and Old Master Chen drinking tea in the yard.
“Oh, both old masters are up so early!” Zhou Chao greeted them with a smile.
The two old men, sipping tea and chatting, glanced at Zhou Chao and snorted disdainfully.
Especially Old Master Chen, his gaze towards Zhou Chao seemed to imply he wanted to devour him. “You’re quite something, making both me and Old Man Xiao pass out. If I were thirty years younger, I’d definitely drink you under the table!”
At this remark, Old Master Xiao, who had just taken a sip of tea, sprayed it out.
“Lao Chen, boasting isn’t your forte. Don’t talk about being thirty years younger; even if you were fifty years younger, you still couldn’t outdrink him!”
Upon hearing Old Master Xiao’s retort, Old Master Chen immediately became displeased.
“How is that possible? I’m not boasting. Back in the army, apart from the commander, who could outdrink me? Even you, Old Man Xiao, were no match for me!”
Zhou Chao, standing aside, looked at Old Master Chen with some surprise. He hadn’t expected him to have such a high alcohol tolerance!
When it came to drinking prowess, it seemed the veterans from their army days were truly unmatched.
Back when they were purchasing the MiG-27 from the Russians, they encountered many difficulties. At that time, a “colonel” stood up and single-handedly took on seventeen Russian negotiators, knocking them all out with Russian vodka, a speciality of the country.
This laid a solid foundation for the development of our third-generation fighter jets.
“It’s not that I’m looking down on you, Old Man Chen, but your alcohol tolerance really pales in comparison to Little Chao’s!”
After Old Master Xiao finished speaking, he began to explain to Old Master Chen, recounting the achievements of defeating Xiao Yang and the others back then, and how he remained sober even after drinking..