The Life of a Son-in-Law in a Courtyard House

After filling the bottles with wine, it was almost noon. Section Chief Hou warmly invited everyone to have lunch at the factory.

Yang Dalin politely declined the other party's enthusiasm.

He planned to invite the other person alone later.

We won't trouble the distillery's canteen.

Besides, the cafeteria probably doesn't have much good food.

After leaving the distillery, Yang Dalin said to Lieutenant Lan on the way, "Brother Lan, please keep this a secret for me. If Uncle Wang asks you how much wine I bought, just say I bought a thousand catties."

Otherwise, Uncle Zhao and Uncle Liu would definitely ask me for wine every day.

I can't afford to mess with those old drinking enthusiasts. After all, I need to make medicinal wine, which takes time, and a lot of the money came from my colleagues pooling together.

And they have a lot of alcohol, it's not all mine.

I hadn't originally planned to buy that much, but since I had the opportunity, I figured if I didn't buy more, it would be difficult to buy more wine in the next few years.

Lieutenant Lan was surprised to hear that this kid knew a lot of leaders. Besides Minister Wang from the logistics department, he also mentioned Uncle Zhao, Uncle Liu, and others.

Lieutenant Lan asked, "Dalin, who are these Uncle Zhao and Uncle Liu you mentioned?"

Yang Dalin whispered two names.

One is a general in the Air Force, the other is a general in the Navy, plus Minister Wang, wow, this guy has some serious connections.

If he can come up with that much money, he won't worry about anything.

However, once he got back, he could choose not to bring it up. But if Minister Wang really asked, he couldn't hide it, since Minister Wang was his direct superior.

So Lieutenant Lan made his point clear: "Dalinzi, I can only promise you that if others ask me, I will definitely not say anything. If Minister Wang doesn't ask me, I won't say anything either. But if Minister Wang asks you how much wine you bought, I'm sorry I can't promise you."

After all, I'm under your Uncle Wang's jurisdiction.

Upon hearing this, Yang Dalin thought that Brother Lan had already given him a lot of face, so this was fine. Besides, Uncle Wang probably wouldn't care about these things because of the tiger penis wine.

Besides, if he really asks, I can just explain that my group of drivers pooled their money to buy the liquor to make medicinal wine, and that I was just a representative, not buying anything sensitive like weapons.

Uncle Wang probably wouldn't care about any of this.

So Yang Dalin nodded: "Okay, Brother Lan, that's fine."

Thank you.

The two cars quickly arrived at the small courtyard that Yang Dalin had mentioned.

After all, the train station is located in the south of the city.

Yang Dalin's new home is also not far from the train station.

Two cars were parked one after the other at the entrance of the courtyard, where Ma San was waiting.

Ma San has probably already spoken to Grandpa Wang Tonglin.

However, Yang Dalin still went in again and spoke to Grandpa Wang.

Grandpa Wang Tonglin had just returned for dinner when he saw Yang Dalin arrive. He told him that there weren't many things in the cellar, but the cellar was quite large, so he could leave whatever he wanted.

Anyway, it will be handed over to Yang Dalin eventually.

The other two neighboring houses each have their own dug cellars, which do not affect their lives.

Yang Dalin noticed that Grandpa Wang and Grandma Wang looked much better.

Grandma Wang held Yang Dalin's hand and thanked him, saying that the young doctor he introduced last time was quite good, truly worthy of being called the "Young Tiger of Beijing".

She was much better, and besides some cabbage, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and radishes, there was still a lot of space in the cellar.

She had everything tidied up at the entrance.

The dishes the couple prepared didn't take up much space.

People in Beijing built cellars not just for storing things.

Many people have expanded their cellars over the years because of decades of continuous warfare; cellars were sometimes used to hide people away from the fighting.

Therefore, the Wang family's cellar was quite large.

Yang Dalin went down to take a look.

It is indeed quite large; twenty-five wine vats could fit inside without any problem.

Then Yang Dalin told the two to continue eating, while he and Lieutenant Lan and the others went to unload the truck.

Lieutenant Lan originally wanted to help move the items into the cellar with two other soldiers.

Yang Dalin stopped them.

Just have them move the wine vat to the back door of the car.

Yang Dalin easily picked up a wine jar and left.

Lieutenant Lan was astonished by Yang Dalin's strength.

I'll just turn off the lights and help move some things.

When the wine was being moved, the male heads of the other two families saw it and wanted to help, but Yang Dalin didn't even need Ma San, so how could he let them do it?

They even offered the other party cigarettes, telling them to continue eating and not to come over and help.

Seeing that Yang Dalin had brought so much liquor in military vehicles, and that there were active-duty soldiers with him, the families wisely kept quiet and didn't say anything.

Actually, even if two people carry a wine vat weighing 200 jin (100 kg), it's still faster than Yang Dalin carrying it by himself.

If it weren't for the fact that it contained wine and they were afraid of spilling it, Yang Dalin could have carried one in each hand.

This still shocked everyone quite a bit.

Everyone praised Yang Dalin for his great strength.

The twenty-five trips were completed quickly.

After closing the cellar door, Yang Dalin greeted Grandpa Wang and the others again.

I also glanced at the east wing. The renovation team near the train station had done a pretty good job, and even added some old furniture.

The place was spotless, and Yang Dalin planned to come back and stay there for a while.

Yang Dalin bid farewell to everyone in the courtyard and told Grandpa Wang that he would come again later.

Yang Dalin took Ma San and Lieutenant Lan to a state-run restaurant near the train station square to treat them to a meal.

Yang Dalin was very familiar with several of the chefs at this restaurant.

He also took out a roast chicken and two pounds of pig's head meat from his storage space and asked them to help him tear it apart.

They took up two plates, so they treated those soldiers to a good meal.

Yang Dalin didn't unload the small jar of wine from the car; he planned to give it to Lieutenant Lan and his men later.

However, the group didn't drink alcohol at noon because they were going to go with Yang Dalin to buy Chinese medicine later.

Lieutenant Lan looked at the four meat dishes and one soup served as a meal.

I was really craving it.

After all, there wasn't much room for personal gain in the military back then, and even if their logistics were slightly better, the benefits were limited.

It's more filling than what ordinary people eat, but there's not as much oil or fat in it.

Yang Dalin picked up his chopsticks and said, "Alright, brothers, don't be shy, hurry up and eat."

After saying that, he picked up a steamed bun and started eating.

The five people wolfed down their food, quickly finishing off all the dishes and steamed buns on the table.

After finishing his meal, Yang Dalin asked, "Is everyone full? If not, I'll order a few more dishes."

Lieutenant Lan let out a burp and said, "I'm full, I'm full. Thank you, Dalin, for today."

I haven't eaten this much in ages.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Yang Dalin sent Ma San out to run errands and earn money.

I won't need him this afternoon.

Two cars followed, and in the afternoon Yang Dalin went to several more pharmacies and bought a lot of medicinal herbs for making medicinal liquor.

With a letter of introduction from the Navy Logistics Department, Yang Dalin bought a large quantity of medicinal herbs for making medicinal liquor, and no one dared to ask him anything.

Yang Dalin simply provides the prescription, takes the medicine, pays, and leaves.

Yang Dalin thought to himself, "This letter of introduction is really useful. Uncle Wang didn't write the date on it. I'll keep it. It'll be very useful when I buy more large quantities of things in the future."

Two cars took Yang Dalin to his new home, where several soldiers helped unload the medicinal herbs before he happily left.

Because Yang Dalin also gave each of them a roast chicken.

In addition, there was a small jar of wine that was given as a gift.

This gift is no small gesture.

Lieutenant Lan and his men were naturally happy.

I didn't want it at first, but Yang Dalin was too enthusiastic, and I couldn't stop him because he was stronger than me.