obstacles to understanding. Truly it was a case of: âOpen the gates of the throat and pour down a bucket of Maotall. There cannot be a hundred people in this world who are more knowledgeable about liquor than L You, of course, count among them. The history of liquor and the distillation of liquor, the classification of liquor, the chemistry of liquor, and the physical properties of liquor, I know them all like the back of my hand. Which is why I am so captivated by literature, and why I believe I am capable of producing good literature. Your judgment would be my liquor of assurance, serving the same purpose as that glass of liquor the martyred hero Li Yuhe took from Aunt Li just before he was arrested. So, Mo Yan, Sir, now you must know why I am writing this letter. Please accept the prostration of your disciple!
Recently I saw the film adaptation of your novel
Red Sorghum
, which you also worked on, and was so excited I could hardly sleep that night. So I drank, one glass after another. I was so happy for you. Sir, and so proud. Mo Yan, you are the pride of Liquorland! I shall appeal to people from all walks of life to pluck you from Northeast Gaomi township and settle you here in Liquorland. Wait for news from me.
I mustnât carry on too long in this first letter. I include with it a short story for your criticism. I wrote it like a man possessed the night I saw your movie
Red Sorghum
, after tossing and turning, and finally drinking the night away. If you think it has promise, I would be grateful if you would recommend it for publication somewhere. I salute you with enormous respect, and wish you
Continued success,
Your disciple
Li Yidou
PS: Please let me know if you are short of liquor. I will attend to it right away.
III
Dear Doctor of Liquor Studies
Greetings!
Your letter and the story âAlcoholâ both arrived safely.
I am a haphazardly educated person, which is why I hold college students in such high regard. And a Ph.D. candidate, well, that is the apex.
During times like this, it is fair to say that literature is not the choice of the wise, and those of us for whom it is too late can but sigh at a lack of talent and skills that leaves us only with literature. A writer by the name of Li Qi once wrote a novel entitled
Donât Treat Me Like a Dog
, in which he describes a gang of local punks who are deprived of opportunities to cheat or mug or steal or rob, so one of them says: Letâs go become goddamned writers!
Yd
rather not go into detail regarding the implications. If youâre interested, you can find a copy of the novel for yourself.
You are a doctoral candidate in liquor studies. I envy you more than is probably good for me. If I were a doctor of liquor studies, I doubt that Iâd waste my time writing novels. In China, which reeks of liquor, can there be any endeavor with greater promise or a brighter future than the study of liquor, any field that bestows more abundant benefits? In the past, it was said that In books there are castles of gold, in books there are casks of grain, in books there are beautiful women.â But the almanacs of old had their shortcomings, and the word liquorâ would have worked better than âbooks.â Take a look at Diamond Jin, that is, Deputy Head Jin, the one with the oceanic capacity for liquor, a man who has earned the undying respect of everyone in Liquorland. Where will you find a writer whose name can be uttered in the same breath as his? And so, little brother (Fm unworthy of being called âsirâ), I urge you to listen to your father-in-law and avoid taking the wrong path.
In your letter you said that one of my essays inspired you to become a writer. That is a big mistake. I wrote the asinine words liquor is literatureâ and âpeople who are strangers to liquor are incapable of talking about literatureâ when I was good and drunk, and you must not take them to heart. If you do, this insignificant life of