Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s
Chapter 107 - 101 alcohol commander

Chapter 107: 101 alcohol commander

Gao Yuzhu watched with wide eyes as He Xuewen and that distinguished-looking bespectacled man, who clearly seemed important, walked into the restaurant. He witnessed Xuewen, without as much as batting an eyelid, ordering so many fine dishes. Those dishes must cost at least six or seven dollars, right?

Wistfully observing the lavish meal inside, then glancing down at his own pathetic sesame cake and tap water, Gao felt a sourness welling up inside. Comparing oneself with others could be such a bitter experience!

In fact, He Xuewen had noticed Gao Yuzhu by the door a while ago. Seeing him looking so pitiful, Xuewen couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. Not the slightest bit of sympathy emanated from him. This time, because he was in high spirits for finding his daughter, he hadn’t been too harsh, only arranging for Yang Wenbin to demote Wang Shouwang and reassign Yuzhu away from the accounting position. It was nothing that could seriously harm their prospects. Had it been back in the days when his temper ran hot, both Wang Shouwang and Gao Yuzhu would have been tormented within an inch of their lives.

"Xuewen, do you know that man at the door? He seems to have glanced inside several times," Yang Wenbin had noticed Gao Yuzhu peering in long ago and felt a strong distaste for the man with his shady demeanor.

"That’s the very Gao Yuzhu I told you about before, the one who wanted to report me for taking the capitalist road and being a bad element. I bet he’s thinking about getting some connections in town for his brother-in-law," Xuewen remarked nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Wenbin’s dislike for Gao Yuzhu deepened. Coming from a military family, though not a soldier himself, Wenbin was deeply influenced by military life and detested backstabbers the most. Frowning, he said, "Even if he offered a mountain of gold, nobody would dare to speak up for his brother-in-law. Xuewen, in my opinion, you’re being too soft-hearted. Strike the snake at its head, weed out the root—demotion isn’t deterrent enough. You shouldn’t be lenient with the enemy."

Xuewen smiled, shaking his head, "Let it be, I’ve just recognized a goddaughter and should accumulate some virtue. Besides, it’s always best to leave some wiggle room. And frankly, Gao Yuzhu and Wang Shouwang aren’t my enemies; they’re just two ignorant fools. A small lesson this time should suffice."

Yuzhu, of course, didn’t overhear this conversation. If he had, tears would’ve certainly streamed down his face. Your "small lesson" cost him half of his belongings—had it been your old self dealing with this, wouldn’t that have been the end of him? Yuzhu truly realized this; if He Xuewen had been as hot-tempered as before, both he and Wang Shouwang’s lives would have been in grave danger.

Wenbin didn’t have much else to say. To him, these two were just insignificant grasshoppers post-autumn—not worth wasting words on. He would rather spend the time indulging in more liquor!

Master Wang looked on enviously as the two men sipped their fine wine, his eyes almost glowing green with longing. Being an "alcohol commander" himself, the agony of being able to smell but not taste the wine was like mice gnawing at his insides.

"Don’t be envious, Master Wang. When we’re in Yuequan Village tonight, I promise you’ll drink your fill," He Xuewen said with a laugh.

"Good, I’ll have a proper drink tonight," Master Wang exclaimed. "Dammit, I’m dying of envy here. Mr. He, your wine is simply superb. It’s the first time I’ve tasted something this good. If only I could drink such fine wine every day, not even being a god would tempt me to swap."

Master Wang, a retired military driver from Yang Wenbin’s elder brother’s troop, was skilled at driving and capable in many aspects. Rough-looking on the outside, he was meticulous on the inside, considering every detail. Moreover, he was tight-lipped about work, never talking about it to a third party; even his wife and children believed he was just a transportation driver.

If Master Wang had one flaw, it was his love for liquor. Yet, despite his indulgence, he drank with principle, never while driving or on duty, nor in the presence of strangers. He never got drunk even when he did drink. Therefore, Wenbin trusted him immensely, often entrusting him with business matters. In fact, Master Wang was Yang Wenbin’s right-hand man.

"He Family Wine was once nationally renowned for its quality, and you’re lucky to have a taste of the wine personally brewed by the He Family’s successor," Yang Wenbin said with a smile.

"Heh heh!" Master Wang chuckled heartily.

At that moment, in the kitchen, Niu Sanxian and his daughter Niu Guiyuan were enjoying their lunch—a hearty bowl of pan-fried tofu, a bowl of braised pork, and a bowl of stir-fried greens. Niu Sanxian was savoring the braised pork with delight. Noticing that his daughter wasn’t eating any meat today, he couldn’t help but express his astonishment, "Guiyuan, what’s the matter? Not feeling well?"

"No, Daddy, I’m going on a diet. Starting today, I’m not eating meat. You shouldn’t either. Watching you eat makes me uncomfortable. We might as well both stop eating meat," Fat Guiyuan said, taking a bite of her greens and deliberately turned her face away from the enticing braised pork.

Niu Sanxian immediately pulled a long face, "Guiyuan, if you want to diet, don’t drag your Daddy into this. At home, Mama won’t let me eat meat, and if you do the same here at the restaurant, what’s the point of living for me?"

Feeling sympathetic, Guiyuan proposed, "How about this, you cook less meat from now on, just enough for one, and if you want to eat it, just don’t eat in front of me. Seeing it will definitely make me crave it. Remember, Daddy, just cook veggies for me."

"Guiyuan, you look fine as you are now, Daddy doesn’t think you are fat at all. Daughter, let’s not be on a diet, isn’t it painful to not eat meat?"

Niu Sanxian sincerely thought his daughter was pretty; fair and plump like a big meat bun, quite beautiful indeed! In his eyes, those men who thought his daughter was too fat were simply blind.

"No, I want to diet. It’s all your fault, Daddy. If you hadn’t let me eat so much meat since childhood, I could have been as slim as Mama."

Fat Guiyuan was almost resentful of her father. Having a daddy who’s good at cooking wasn’t necessarily a good thing; she’d been spoiled with meat from a very young age, and look where that had gotten her now.

Niu Sanxian instantly zip his lips, better focus on enjoying his meat—that’s the only pleasure he had in the restaurant these days. At home, his wife kept a tight leash on him, restricting him to vegetables. Suddenly, his nose twitched like a dog, sniffing eagerly. That enticing aroma, this was definitely not the ordinary liquor of his humble eatery; they didn’t stock such fine drinks.

"Guiyuan, did the customers today buy any liquor?"

"Nope, they just ordered four dishes with two kilos of rice."

So, they must have brought the liquor themselves. Niu Sanxian, carrying his bowl, left the kitchen. There was only one table with guests—He Xuewen’s—midday, making it easy for him to spot the liquor on the table. With a speed that was strikingly out of character for his corpulent figure, he dashed to He Xuewen’s table and grabbed the wine bottle to take a deep whiff.

He Xuewen and his two companions were taken aback by the sudden approach of the hefty man. Master Wang swiftly stood up, defensively placing himself in front of Yang Wenbin, but upon realizing the white-coated man was merely sniffing the bottle with an unmistakable look of an ’alcohol commander’ just like him, Master Wang relaxed and sat back down to continue eating.

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