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A herd of cows, sheep, pigs, and reindeer was driven into the slaughterhouse. Xu Li, holding a cigarette, counted and calculated the numbers before calling over Larry, who was wiping sweat off his brow. "Go pick out ten one-year-old sheep, and we still need three cows and two reindeer."
"Uncle, can the people in our village eat this much?"
Larry felt sorry for Xu Li, but the latter waved his hand dismissively. "Tonight our village will have two meals. That's just how it is in our Huaxia customs. Later, you’ll hand over the selected cows and sheep to Yegor for slaughter. Then go door to door in the village to inform everyone that all ages should come to the cafeteria for warm house wine."
"What warm house wine?"
Seeing Larry's confused expression, Xu Li couldn't come up with an explanation either and shot him a glare. "Just go! Why are you asking so many questions?"
"Oh."
Larry took the cigarette given by the village chief Tian Xing and happily went to select the cows and sheep. This cigarette costs over a thousand Rubles a pack in Huaxia—what a good thing!
He drove the selected cows and sheep into the slaughterhouse, where Valery, who was busy working, waved at him. "Why are there so many coming again?"
Larry quickly opened Tian Xing's cigarette pack and lit one for himself. "The village chief said everyone in the village should go to the cafeteria for dinner tonight because he’s worried there won’t be enough."
"Mm-hmm."
Valery, with blood-stained pinky fingers, opened his pocket. Larry tightened his grip on his cigarette box reluctantly. "The village chief gave this to me."
Old Russian glared at him. "What level are you at? Smoking such good cigarettes? I have a pack of small Su in my pocket; let’s trade."
"Oh."
Larry pulled out a shriveled cigarette box from Old Russian's pocket, estimating it had about four left. He stuffed Tian Xing’s cigarette into his father's pocket and muttered unhappily, "It’s always like this."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing."
The young man quickly slipped away from the slaughterhouse and headed to the stable, choosing a Huang Biao Ma. After saddling up and attaching the reins, he rode toward the village. The new residents to the north were closest to the ranch, so he went there first: Natasha Granny.
A cheerful old lady in her sixties opened the yard gate with a smile. "What’s up, Larry?"
"The village chief asked me to inform you that your whole family should go to the cafeteria for dinner tonight; Brother Oleg is getting married, and we’ll have warm house wine."
"Hehe, got it!"
Larry pointed to a few children who had followed the old lady out. "Tasha, they can go play at the cafeteria. Tian Village Chief brought a lot of fireworks, and there are plenty of kids over there."
"Grandma, I want to go set off fireworks!"
"I want to go too!"
As soon as the children heard there would be fireworks, they all excitedly rushed to change their clothes and shoes. Meanwhile, Larry rode his horse over to the next house to spread the word.
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