Chapter 1793 - 1795: Victory
At this moment, Yang Dong was standing in front of the large sea bowls with four other people.
Seeing the three large sea bowls filled to the brim with alcohol in front of him, he swallowed. At times like this, there is no choice but to push through.
"Dong!"
A piercing sound of drums and gongs reached their ears, and everyone lifted their large sea bowls in front of them, including Yang Dong.
"Gulp, gulp."
Yang Dong no longer had time to focus on the four people competing with him.
Taking big swigs of that spicy alcohol!
He just wanted to be quicker and quicker to win the competition.
Finally, he downed the contents of one large sea bowl in one go.
Ignoring his flushed face from holding his breath, he put down the bowl and reached for the second one.
A burst of cheers erupted from the crowd; he didn’t know whom they were for, but he had only one goal: to quickly finish these three large bowls of alcohol.
Whether it was drinking to boost courage or this atmosphere allowing it, he drank with momentum. After the second bowl, he banged it down on the table and reached for the third bowl.
Originally, Li Chuntao thought it would be better if he lost, but seeing Yang Dong working so hard and desperately, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. A voice rose from her heart, hoping he would win.
Finally, she saw Yang Dong finish the third bowl of alcohol in one go, and he was the first to finish all three bowls. Excitedly, she ran over and joyfully said, "Great, we won."
At this moment, Yang Dong was a bit dizzy. Seeing Li Chuntao’s bright smile because he won, he immediately felt elated, "Yes, we won."
Noticing Yang Dong’s clothes were somewhat damp from the drinking, Li Chuntao quickly took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it over, "Here, quickly wipe it off."
Yang Dong took the handkerchief, feeling that he seemed to be closer to Li Chuntao!
At this moment, the cheering from the crowd was incessant. The host said, "Congratulations to both of you for winning, you can proceed to the next round."
After tidying up, Yang Dong and Li Chuntao moved to the side of those who had just won by drawing lots, waiting for the next round of competition.
Standing there, Yang Dong looked at the few scholarly types whom he had beaten; they were swaying unsteadily, barely able to stand. Yang Dong’s sense of pride surged; not everything could be achieved by scholars. Look, at times like this, they can’t beat someone like him, a mud-legged person, showing that even he, a mud-legged man, isn’t without use.
His mouth unconsciously curved up, thinking about continuing to work hard next to win that pair of jade hairpins for Li Chuntao.
At this moment, he was a bit tipsy and nearly forgetting who he was.
This wasn’t about solving riddles but about achieving victory; he had to see whether his brain would work.
While Yang Dong was waiting on this side, the host on the other side said to the three pairs of eliminated contestants, "Thank you for your participation. Although you didn’t get the chance to participate in the next round, Silver Pavilion has prepared commemorative gifts for everyone."
The host waved a big hand, and someone came up with a tray, "This is a pair of silver hairpins suitable for both men and women, symbolizing harmony and beauty, and wishing you a sweet and happy life."
With these prizes, the crowd went wild again.
"Oh my, Silver Pavilion is really generous, even more gifts."
"Yes, yes, silver hairpins aren’t cheap either."
"If I had known, I would have participated too. There’s no need to solve riddles, just a matter of luck. Maybe I could have drawn one as well."
"What’s the use of saying that, there’s no chance now."
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