Chapter 108 - 102 Niu Sanxian
"Comrade, where did you buy this wine? It’s great wine, it has the taste of the He Family Wine from back then, it’s just a bit young."
Niu Sanxian, like his father Niu Wuwei, had a great love for drinking, especially for He Family Wine, it’s just that it had been over a decade since he last had a taste. Hearing that the He Family had been brought to ruin by others, father and son both lamented that they would never again enjoy good wine, yet today he unexpectedly encountered He Family Wine again. Could it be that the He Family people haven’t all died out?
He Xuewen couldn’t help but view the plain-looking fat chef before him with new respect; discerning the quality of wine like this is not something any ordinary person could do. Furthermore, considering his culinary skills that could rival those of famous chefs, it seemed that this fat chef was no ordinary person. Who knew this small town was actually a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers lay.
"Comrade, you flatter me too much, this wine is just ordinary liquor, how can it compare to He Family Wine?" He Xuewen was not keen on trading on the name of He Family Wine, his current capabilities were still lacking and he couldn’t afford to be too high-profile.
Niu Sanxian realized He Xuewen’s concerns after a moment of thought. He sized up He Xuewen and couldn’t help but inwardly exclaim in admiration what a celestial being he was! No wonder Guiyuan kept insisting on losing weight, but isn’t he a bit too old? It’s funny how Niu Sanxian could be such a character; Mr. He didn’t say he wanted to marry your daughter, yet you’re already complaining about his age.
"Yes, it’s just ordinary liquor, but the skills of the brewmaster are exceptional indeed. Please wait a moment, comrades, I’m going to bring over some dishes."
Niu Sanxian dashed back to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of meat and a bowl of pan-fried tofu, placing them on the table where He Xuewen and his company sat, and without any reservation, sat down with them.
Yang Wenbin, seeing this, poured a cup of wine for Niu Sanxian in a very congenial manner, inviting him to drink together. Niu Sanxian raised his cup, clinked glasses with them, and took a small sip with a ’zzi’ sound, satisfied, he sighed: