Indeed, without the Generalissimo's acquiescence, this place would have been razed to the ground long ago.

"Moscow is really smoky. This place was opened by people from the Ming Dynasty, so it's a little better.

Those places run by Russians have everything.

I heard that there are still people who smoke that...!"

The old monkey made a gesture toward Li Lin holding a pipe with both hands.

"Is there such a thing?" Li Lin's eyes suddenly widened.

If Li Xiao has a bottom line, this bottom line is an absolutely untouchable red line.

Whoever touches it will die!

Probably even Ekaterina is no exception!

"We Ming people basically don't go to places like that, it's a Russian world.

Those Russian aristocratic men often visited that kind of place.

What did they call that place...the clubhouse.

Besides, that place costs too much, and a month’s salary for us people is not enough to spend one night there.”

Li Lin nodded. The last thing the old monkey said was probably the key point.

Without money, nothing can be done.

As for poisoning Russian nobles, Li Lin had no interest in knowing or taking care of it.

Those Russian nobles are rotten to the core!

But there is also an advantage to this, that is, if it is bad enough, it can no longer be bad.

This is already the case, and this is probably the bottom line.

Li Lin really couldn't think of anything else that could brush his cognitive bottom line more.

Dad once said that there is actually only one enemy of Ming Dynasty, and that is the powerful.

Kill whoever is stronger!

If Hou Jin is strong, he will kill Hou Jin; if the Zhungeer Mongols are strong, he will kill the Zhunger Mongols.

The Indians behind the British are strong, so they will dismember India.

When Europeans become stronger, support Europe!

Anyway, in this world, whoever is powerful is the original sin.

Li Lin feels that this kind of original sin should not exist in Russia. A country like theirs is still in a mess no matter how big it is.

It is difficult to become strong, and judging from the current situation, it is basically impossible.

Because their upper management is really terrible.

That’s fine, a ruined Russia will not be Ming’s opponent. The friendship between Ming and Russia will last for a long time.

Let them die, and there is no need to rush to dismember Russia.

After all, while the war is still going on, it would be too derogatory to spread the word about plans to attack allies.

Li Lin shuttled between the gambling tables. Li Lin basically didn't know the things and gambling methods here.

I have no choice but to grow up in that place on Changxing Island since I was a child.

Everything is missing except seagulls and fish!

A soldier would never ask Li Lin to play any gambling games. The last person who dared to do this was almost skinned by Master Ao.

From then on, poor Mr. Li spent more time playing with the sand on the beach with his little aunt.

I feel novel about everything, but I don’t know how to play or place bets.

This made Li Lin feel like he was itching but had nowhere to scratch.

Fortunately, there was Zhao Liangdong and Peggy, who was obviously drunk.

"This..." Li Lin hesitated and stood in front of a gambling table.

"My eldest young master, you don't recognize these? These are playing cards, big and small.

Whoever gets 21 points wins, and whoever gets more than 21 points wins.

It’s very simple, let me tell you…!”

Anything mixed with gambling has one thing in common, that is, the rules and gameplay are very simple.

Otherwise, to play cards, you would have to memorize the rules for half a month, and then no one would play.

Of course, the simpler something is, the easier it is to get started, but the simpler something is, the harder it is to understand.

Young Master Li is just starting out, so he is obviously a junior brother.

He sat down on the gaming table and took out a handful of silver dollars from his pocket.

Everyone gives way automatically!

A soldier's salary for a month is only three silver dollars, and a platoon leader's salary is five and a half dollars. Battalion and company commanders will get a little more, but not much more.

The most important thing is that most of their money has to be sent back home.

In fact, there are not many people who can squander it at will. Even so, they are all small rich people in Russia.

There is no one like Li Lin, who took out a handful of silver coins at once, and it seemed that his pockets were not empty yet.

Big money!

"Bang!" A pile of silver coins was thrown on the gaming table, with more than twenty silver coins in total.

The knowledgeable dealer's face turned pale. He had been in business for half a year, and he had never even heard of it, let alone taking such a big bet.

I looked back in embarrassment, but it happened that the boss and the boss's wife were not there at this time.

A Russian in charge obviously cannot be in charge of such matters.

The scene seemed to freeze for a while and was very embarrassing.

"What should we do next?" Li Lin's words caused everyone around him to collapse.

This rich guy doesn't even know how to play with love.

"My young master, that's not the way to go." The old monkey reached out to catch the silver dollar thrown by Li Lin.

"Hey! You throw money on the gambling table and you take it back? There's no such rule!"

A big hairy hand slapped the gaming table, and then Li Lin smelled a foul stench.

The old monkey understood Rasputin's lame Ming words.

However, he obviously didn't like this person very much. He took out the revolver from his waist and slapped it on the table:

"Who says no!"

"I said, either you beat me to death in front of the young commander. Or you take the gun back. I know that Ming Dynasty has military discipline.

If you beat me to death, you won't survive, and it's useless for the young commander to protect you.

I said so!"

Rasputin's gray-blue eyes looked at the old monkey like a hawk, with a smile that didn't deserve a beating on his face.

The old monkey withdrew his hand, but still held the revolver in his hand.

This man actually recognized the young marshal and revealed his identity at once... Who is he?

"Rasputin, it seems that I hit you too lightly.

He was beaten just yesterday, but he still dared to appear in front of me today."

"Today you are the guest and I am the host. Is there any problem?" Rasputin still had a smile on his face.

"Okay, I'll take a gamble with you, the master." Li Lin clearly saw that Rasputin gave Peggy a fierce look.

It seems that this awesome guy hasn't forgotten Peggy yet.
Chapter completed!