Chapter 87: Drinking and Stories
Wang Yuanchao's ticket was for a hard sleeper, the lower berth cost 10 yuan, plus an additional 5 yuan for the bedding. The middle berth was 6 yuan cheaper, and the upper berth was another 6 yuan cheaper.

Unfortunately, Train No. 133 was discontinued in April this year. It was a direct train with all sleeper berths. Otherwise, it would have started at 4 o'clock in the evening, and after a good sleep, you would have arrived in Fengtian early in the morning.

This train now stops at almost every station and will arrive in Fengtian early tomorrow morning, but it will take almost eight or nine hours longer.

Wang Yuanchao's luggage bag was much bigger this time. At least all the equipment sets he received from the regiment were stuffed inside it. Otherwise, everything could be taken out of the small backpack, which was a bit scary.

These days, those who can buy a sleeper berth all have connections, because those without connections can’t even buy a hard seat, let alone a sleeper berth.

There were six people in a carriage, and they gathered quickly.

Two girls, an old man, a middle-aged man, and a middle-aged woman.

Both girls were young and pretty. One of them was particularly outstanding, with a pretty face and long legs. Wang Yuanchao took a second look at her.

But I just looked at it a few more times.

Wang Yuanchao leaned against the car window to read the book. It wouldn't hurt to read it twice more. He put it in the equipment column. He couldn't say that he could recite it by heart, but he knew every word. Well, as long as he didn't miss any words when he was reading.

And it can also kill time.

Once you immerse yourself in it, time passes very quickly.

Until someone said:
"Hey man, can you lend us a table so we can have some drinks?"

It was the old man opposite who took the initiative to greet them, holding a bottle of white wine in his hand. The middle-aged man and woman each had some food in their hands.

Oh, it’s time for this group of three to have dinner!
The small table was so small that it was obviously not enough for the three of them to sit on one side. They probably wanted to sit on Wang Yuanchao's bed.

Wang Yuanchao had no objection to people drinking, nor did he object to people using small tables, as small tables were meant for public use.

But he didn't want anyone to sit on his bed and eat and drink.

Who knows if there is any dirt on your hands while you are eating and you just wipe it on the pavement?
Does he still sleep at night?

Of course, if it were those two little girls, it would be a different matter, but those two girls were on the bed above him.

So he left the small table and lay directly on the lower bunk, leaning against the side of the table and continuing to read. He was giving up the small table, but obviously he did not give up the bunk.

The three men didn't mind. They put some food and wine on the small table and sat down on the lower berth opposite. The middle-aged man moved out a wooden suitcase and sat between the two berths. The three of them sat around the small table and started to enjoy the food and wine. There was a very nice atmosphere.

Because Wang Yuanchao was reading a book, they didn't talk much except for the sounds of eating and drinking. They just clinked glasses, poured wine, picked up food, and ate, as if everything was implied.

Wang Yuanchao put the book away. He thought that the other person was well-mannered and he couldn't be annoying.

The middle-aged man quickly leaned over and moved to the other side, thinking that Wang Yuanchao was going to get out of bed.

Well, they’ve given in, so wouldn’t it be inappropriate not to get out of bed?
It's time to go out and get some fresh air.

He went to the restroom on a train, wandered around for a while, and returned to the carriage. Hey, everyone was drinking, even two girls joined in.

Just sitting on Wang Yuanchao's bed.

Seeing him come in, a girl hurriedly said:

“We put down a blanket!”

Wang Yuanchao saw what was under the other person's buttocks and said quickly:
"it's okay no problem."

The old man's face flushed from drinking. He said:

"Young man, how about coming together for a drink? It's fate that brings us together. There are six of us, but you are the only one missing!"

The two girls squeezed together, trying to make some space for Wang Yuanchao.

It’s not that Wang Yuanchao wanted to sit next to the girl, it’s mainly because it’s indeed time for dinner, and it would be delicious if they could eat together!

So he took out a Quanjude roast duck from his big backpack. Couldn't he take advantage of them?

Then I found that when I used the pork stall’s boning knife to divide the pork, it seemed that the knife had not been cleaned... it was very greasy.

Forget it, I'd better use it, otherwise I can't tear it apart with my hands.

Then he took out a boning knife from his big backpack, wiped it on the wrapping paper of the roast duck, and quickly cut the roast duck into eight pieces.

He gave the duck head to the old man and said:

"Duck head, it's on the top, it belongs to you, old man!"

Cut the duck neck into two pieces and give them to the middle-aged man and woman:

"There are older people on the top and younger people on the bottom of the neck. You two are in the middle, which is just right!"

The duck wings were given to two girls:

"You two are full of youth and vigor, just like the flapping of wings."

Everyone watched Wang Yuanchao divide the duck with great interest. After dividing the small pieces, he also divided the meat, the duck breast, and the duck legs, almost equally.

The old man laughed and said, "Young man, why don't you take a portion for yourself?"

Everyone stared at him to see what he would say.

Wang Yuanchao smiled and said:
"It's okay. While you guys are gnawing on the bones, I can eat two more pieces of meat."

Everyone was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

The wine glass that the middle-aged woman took out was already full. The old man smiled and said:

"Come on, come on, everyone, let's go, meeting each other is fate!"

Everyone clinked glasses, drank and ate.

It's so lively with people coming and going.

Middle-aged people:

"Little brother, you are from the capital, right?"

Wang Yuanchao said:

"Hey, I'm the only one who talks differently from you. All five of you are going home, right?"

The speaking style of people from Northeast China is too obvious.

The girl close to Wang Yuanchao said:
"How do you know I'm going home?"

The prettier girl inside tugged at her and whispered:

"Suying, everyone has said that we talk differently."

Although the words were spoken softly, everyone heard them clearly. The girl named Suying's face became even redder, but fortunately she was drunk and was able to cover it up.

She argued:

"I was just teasing him, but you ruined my show!"

Soon, everyone in the group understood more. The three old men were from the Fengtian Forestry Bureau. They came to the capital on official business and were returning after the work was done. The old man was the director, the woman was in human resources, and the man was in finance, a standard configuration for a leadership group.

The two girls, both freshmen in high school from Fengtian, took a few days off to come to the capital to participate in a literary exchange activity.

Wang Yuanchao introduced himself as someone from the railway system, going to Fengtian on official business.

The girl named Suying refused to accept it and exposed it:

"But the book you are reading is obviously a medical book!"

Everyone looked over curiously. Indeed, Wang Yuanchao had been reading a book for the entire afternoon and was so absorbed in it that everyone took a few glances at him.

Wang Yuanchao said:

"Can't people in the railway system read medical books? There's no such rule!"

The pretty girl said:
"But you're too absorbed in watching it!"

As a beautiful sight in the school, she attracted countless vulgar eyes wherever she went. This young comrade from the capital only glanced at her a few times at first, and then ignored her. What else is not too devoted?

Don’t you think about it? Is Wang Yuanchao going to imitate Tom Cat, pull out his eyeballs and make a parabola to look at them sleeping on the upper and middle bunks?

If there is no young beauty to look at and no book to read, should I look at the middle-aged woman opposite?
Su Ying raised her glass and said:
"Dishonesty, drinking!"

After Wang Yuanchao came on stage, the two girls' attention unconsciously shifted to him. He was young, had a good temperament, was handsome, could afford the lower bunk, and could get Quanjude roast duck whenever he asked.

Even the three-member team from the Forestry Bureau on the opposite side were very curious. Who doesn’t admire the strong, right?
Wang Yuanchao has been here for a long time, but he has never drunk with a young girl like this. He couldn't help but said:
"Since you are all from Fengtian, you should know that there is a master in Fengtian, 'Ma Erqin', who is both civil and military, a professor of traditional Chinese medicine, and a master of folk art. Tell me, how can a person who studies traditional Chinese medicine also play music?"

The old man paused and said:
"Little brother, do you know Professor Ma?"

Wang Yuanchao said repeatedly:

"No, no, I have heard of it."

The woman said:
"But I think that this little brother has an extraordinary demeanor. Maybe he is the same type of person as Professor Ma."

Wang Yuanchao did not hesitate and said:
"I want to be a versatile master like that! So, I'm working hard!"

A group of people ate and chatted and drank four bottles of white wine.

Wang Yuanchao joined later and drank almost half a catty. Of course, more than half of it went into the space. He had to be careful when going out.

After eating and drinking, it was getting late, so everyone tidied up and went to bed to rest.

Wang Yuanchao suddenly felt a little suffocated, as if something was pressing on his chest. He used his hands to fiddle with it, and it was hot and soft!

　New map opens, the train of the North, who are the girls?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)