The Meat Festival is coming soon. The Meat Festival is also known as the Winter Festival and Baked Pancake Week. It is a traditional Russian festival that has been passed down from the mythological era. It is usually the last week of February, which lasts for a week, which is a bit like the Chinese New Year and a bit like the Christian carnival. The Meat Festival comes from the combination of Orthodox and ancient Russian mythology. Because the Meat Festival is the 40-day Lent period of Orthodox Church, during which drinking and eating meat are prohibited, everyone should have a carnival on the Meat Festival to make up for the hard life of the fasting period. At the same time, it is also to celebrate the victory of the sun god Yarira overcame the cold and night, because after that it will be the spring when all things are revived.

Since a big battle with Yuri that day, Selyosha has been recuperating for a week. After experiencing such a fierce battle, Selyosha has benefited a lot, not only because his father took all the housework, but also because he gained the friendship between the Pogolovsky brothers and Yuri. After that, the Pogolovsky brothers became very close to Selyosha and Petrov's father. Although Yuri did not surrender, he asked his younger brother Mikhail to follow Selyosha, and asked Mikhail to call Selyosha, declaring that the 10,000 rubles were borrowed.

"This Yuri is really trying to save face." Selyosha said in his heart.

The Gas 69 of Seryosha was driven away by Boris and Yakov a few days ago, saying that he wanted to surprise Seryosha.

"Don't take off the blindfold, I said it's OK!" Boris stopped Seryosha's attempt to peek.

"Didn't you say the gifts I gave me? Can't I take a look?" Seryosha retorted.

"Of course not, this is a surprise! It's so boring to see it in advance." Boris replied.

Seryosha held the handrail of the stairs and walked down the steps step by step, walked through the corridor to the downstairs.

"Beep!" The sound of the car's horn sounded.

"Brother Seryosha, you can take off your blindfold." Yakov's voice came, and Seryosha obediently took off his blindfold.

"Wow! Look at this fascinating little baby. Is this the gift you mentioned?" Seryosha was indeed stunned by this gift. A golden Gas 69 parked in front of Seryosha. The body of the car was like a mirror, which clearly reflected the figure. The rearview mirror was silver, which was particularly pleasing to the eye.

"Go up and try it, Brother Selyosha." Yakov said and threw the key to Selyosha. Selyosha took the key and opened the door and sat in. The seat was very comfortable. It was a leather seat, not the original hard leather seat of the Gas 69. The dashboard was walnut, painted with varnish, and the wood pattern gave people a solemn beauty. The car was covered with wool carpet. People sitting inside would not think that this was a Gas 69.

"Don't worry, Brother Seryosha, the frame and engine are brand new, there will be no problem. The original one has been properly disposed of," Yakov said in a low voice.

Seryosha nodded with confidence. "Inside..."

"The things inside were removed from the Seagull car, including the seats, interiors and carpets," Yakov explained.

"These are not cheap, aren't they? How much did you spend?" asked Selyosha.

"It's not much money, many things are ready-made, it just takes some effort," said Yakov.

"You did all this?" asked Selyosha.

"It's mainly me, my brother helped me, and he sprayed the car paint." Yakov explained.

"You are really capable! I didn't expect you to know cars quite well, Yakov." Seryosha praised.

Yakov smiled shyly and didn't say anything more.

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In the evening, it was a dinner to celebrate the recovery of Seryosha. Mikhail also came. The atmosphere was a little awkward at the beginning. Papa Petrov asked everyone to pray before the meal. "Thank you for cleaning our food and giving us delicious food. The above prayers are requested in the name of the Lord Christ Jesus, Amen!" Seryosha found it funny when he saw several gangsters praying with cigarettes in their hands.

Mihail brought a bottle of good wine. Although it was not long since he arrived in the Soviet Union, Seriosha fell in love with drinking, especially liked vodka. After eating three cups of vodka, he felt the beauty of life. The dinner was very rich, including Russian stew, pancakes, roast beef, red cabbage soup, and the annoying steaktartare (a large pile of raw beef, with a raw egg and a slice of basil on it, which someone could eat).

Selyosha watched Mihail eat his portion bite by bite, and felt that he was still a little unfulfilled, so Selyosha pushed his portion to Mihail.

"Don't be polite, those who can do it more." Seryosha said to Mikhail. Papa Petrov cast an angry look.

"Don't you like it? Brother Seryosha? It tastes very good." Mihail said, picking up the seasoning salt and pepper on the dining table and sprinkling it, and eating it bit by bit.

Seriosha drank a lot of good wine brought by Mihail. The wine was really good. Seriosha drank one cup after another, and the more he drank, the more he felt.

Mr. Petrov's father liked Mikhail who liked the steaktartare he made, and kept clinking glasses with him. Mikhail also poured wine to drink without hesitation, only Yakov had a slightly worse alcohol tolerance. The atmosphere gradually became lively, and Mikhail gradually integrated into it. Seeing that everyone had eaten almost, Selyosha reached out to signal everyone to calm down a little. Everyone calmed down and waited for Selyosha to speak quietly.

"Everyone knows that it has been less than a month since my father Petrov and I came here. When we came, we were penniless. Now we are doing well. I want everyone to have a way of wealth. I hope you can make money with me. I guarantee that everyone can get rich, provided that you have to listen to me, do you understand?" Sheryosha paused, poured a glass of wine to moisten his throat.

Boris and Yakov both expressed their support and no objection, and Mikhail also agreed and was willing to join the group.

"Okay, then I'll continue. Boris, in the future, you are responsible for the sales, and you are selling the goods. Don't worry, I have already thought of a solution, which is simple and easy. Yakov, you are responsible for buying medicines in the hospital, don't worry, we have all been familiar with the road, and this job is not difficult, mainly to drive around, which may be a bit hard. So that Gaz." As he said that, Seriosha took out the key and put it in Yakov's hand. "You drive first, wait until you make a lot of money later, my brother will give you a good car." Seriosha promised.

"As for Mikhail." Seryosha turned to Mikhail.

"Your task is also very heavy. I plan to open up a new business. I want to hand over this business to you. Of course, Yuri's help will be indispensable at that time. Do you understand?"

Selyosha looked at Mihail, and Mihail nodded heavily and agreed.

"Okay, the last sentence, I'm the ugly saying ahead. I have the final say on how to divide the money I earn in the future and how to do business. If someone is not honest at that time, don't blame me for being rude." After that, Selyosha inserted a sharp knife for cutting meat on the table.
Chapter completed!