Soviet Godfather

The Maslenitsa is coming soon. The Maslenitsa is also known as the Winter Festival and Pancake Week. It is a traditional Russian festival that has been passed down from the age of mythology to the present. It usually takes place in the last week of February and lasts for a week. It is a bit like Chinese New Year and a bit like a Christian carnival. The Maslenitsa comes from the combination of the Orthodox Church and the ancient Russian mythology. Because the Maslenitsa is followed by the 40-day Lent of the Orthodox Church, alcohol and meat are prohibited during this period, so everyone has to revel in the Maslenitsa to make up for the fast. period of hard life. At the same time, it is also to celebrate the victory of Yalila, the sun god, over the severe cold and night, because after that is the spring when all things recover.

After the big fight with Yuri that day, Sergei had a full week of recuperation. After going through such a fierce battle, Seryozha benefited a lot, not only because Dad did all the housework, but also because of the friendship between the Bogorovsky brothers and Yuri, after which Bogorovsky The Golovsky brothers got closer to Seryozha and Petrov's father a lot. Although Yuri did not join him, he let his younger brother Mikhail follow Seryozha, and let Mikhail On behalf of Sergei Erozha, he declared that the ten thousand rubles were borrowed.

"This Yuri really wants to save face." Seryozha secretly thought.

Sergey's GAZ 69 was driven away by Boris and Yakov a few days ago, saying it was a surprise for Sergey.

"Don't take off the blindfold, I say yes!" Boris stopped Seryozha from peeping.

"Didn't you say it was a gift for me? I can't even look at it." Seryozha retorted.

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

Seryozha, holding on to the banister of the stairs, walked down the steps step by step, walked through the corridor and came downstairs.

"Beep!" A car horn sounded.

"Brother Seryozha, you can take off the blindfold." Yakov's voice came, and Seryozha obediently took off the blindfold.

"Wow! Look at this awesome little baby. Is this the gift you are talking about?" Seryozha was indeed overwhelmed by the gift. A golden GAZ 69 stopped in front of Seryozha. The car body is like a mirror, which can clearly reflect the figure. The rearview mirror is silver, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

"Go up and try it, brother Sergey." Yakov said and threw the key to Sergey. Seryozha took the key and opened the car door, and sat in. The seat was very comfortable, and it was a genuine leather seat, not the original hard artificial leather seat of GAZ 69. The instrument panel is made of walnut, painted with varnish, and the wood pattern gives people a solemn beauty. The interior of the car is covered with woolen carpets, and the people sitting in it will not feel that it is a GAZ 69 at all.

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

Seryozha nodded reassuringly. "Inside...?"

"Everything inside was taken from a Seagull car, including the seats, upholstery and carpets," Yakov explained.

"Aren't these cheap? How much did you spend?" Seryozha asked.

"There is not much money, and many things are ready-made, but it takes some effort." Yakov said.

"You did all this?" asked Seryozha.

"It's mainly me, and my brother also helped a little bit. He sprayed the car paint." Yakov explained.

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

Yakov smiled shyly and said nothing.

. . .

In the evening, it was a dinner to celebrate Seryozha's recovery. Mikhail also came, and the atmosphere was a little awkward at first. Papa Petrov asked everyone to pray before meals. "Thank you Lord for cleansing our food and giving us good food. The above prayer is in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ,

Amen!" Seryozha felt funny when he saw a few punks praying with cigarettes in their mouths.

Mikhail brought a bottle of good wine. Although he had not been in the Soviet Union for a long time, Sergei fell in love with drinking, especially vodka. After three glasses of vodka, he felt the beauty of life. Dinner was huge, with Russian stew, pancakes, roast beef, borscht and the nasty steaktartare (a huge lump of raw beef, cracked with a raw egg and topped with a slice of basil, which one could eat).

Seryozha watched Mikhail eat his portion one bite at a time, feeling a little unsatisfied, so Seryozha pushed his portion in front of Mikhail.

"You're welcome, those who can do more work." Seryozha said to Mikhail. Papa Petrov cast an angry look.

"Don't you like it? Brother Seryozha? It tastes very good." Mikhail said, picked up the seasoned salt and pepper on the table and sprinkled some, and began to eat mouthful after mouthful.

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

Father Petrov was particularly fond of Mikhail who liked the steak tartare he made, so he kept clinking glasses with him, and Mikhail also drained his glass without any hesitation, only Yakov was slightly less able to drink. The atmosphere gradually became lively, and Mikhail gradually blended in. Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, Sergey stretched out his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet, and everyone fell silent, waiting quietly for Sergey to speak.

"As you all know, Papa Petrov and I have been here less than a month. We were penniless when we came, and we are doing well now. I will tell you that I have a fortune in my hand. I hope You make money with me, and I guarantee that everyone can make a fortune, the premise is that you have to listen to me, understand?" At this point, Seryozha paused, and he poured a glass of wine to moisten his throat.

Both Boris and Yakov expressed their approval and had no objections, and Mikhail also expressed his approval and was willing to join the group.

"Okay, then I will continue. Boris, you will be in charge of sales in the future, that is, selling the goods. Don't worry, I have already thought of a way to ensure that it is simple and easy. Yakov, you are responsible for going to the hospital to take care of the goods. After buying the medicine, don’t worry, we are familiar with the road, the job is not difficult, the main thing is to drive around, it may be a bit hard. So that GAZ.” Said, Seryosha took out the key and put it in the Ya In the hands of Kefu. "You drive first, and when you make a lot of money later, my brother will give you a good car." Sergey Sha promised.

"As for Mikhail." Seryozha turned to Mikhail.

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

Seryozha looked at Mikhail, and Mikhail nodded emphatically in agreement.

"Okay, for the last sentence, I'll put my ugly words first. I will decide how to divide the money I earn in the future, and how to do business. If someone is dishonest, don't blame me for being rude." After finishing speaking, Xie Liaosha A meat-cutting knife was stuck on the table.

"After I finish speaking, who agrees and who opposes?"