CHAPTER 230: CHAPTER 230: TORMENT

Yun Jiao chuckled and went into the kitchen, coming out with a ladle.

She leisurely poured the alcohol into the basin, letting it flow down slowly, and the aroma became more potent.

Lao Jiu couldn’t resist any longer, "Boss, this is good liquor, I’ve never had such fine alcohol, can you let me have a sip?"

Yun Jiao shook her head and continued ladling the alcohol.

She deliberately held the alcohol under Lao Jiu’s nose, letting the aroma continuously invade his nostrils.

After a while, Yun Jiao’s hand got tired, so her apprentice Ah Tie quickly took over to continue ladling.

Lao Jiu struggled constantly; it was clear he really wanted to drink.

Before long, Zhang Shun and Liu Zhu closed the front door and also came to the back.

Guihua still had one dish left to cook, so she hurried into the kitchen to prepare it.

Ah Hu lit the lantern and brightened up the courtyard.

Guihua finished cooking the last dish and shouted, "Time to eat."

Everyone went in to get bowls and chopsticks, and served the dishes.

Ah Tie was still ladling alcohol there.

At this point, Lao Jiu struggled even more violently. Luckily, the rope was thick, and Ah Hu tied it tightly, so he didn’t break free.

Everyone went inside and sat down. Lin Shuo took a bowl of rice, looked at Yun Jiao, and laughed, "How did you come up with this way to torture him? Seeing it but not drinking it, he must be so distressed."

Ah Hu also chuckled, "The boss is ruthless; I think this leaves a more lasting impression than beating him."

Yun Jiao waved her hand, "I am not torturing him, nor trying to teach him a lesson. I want to treat his illness."

Everyone looked at her, "Treat his illness?"

Yun Jiao smiled, a bit embarrassed, "I don’t know if it’ll work; I just heard this method from my grandfather."

"Anyway, it’s just a bit of wasted alcohol to try it out."

She hurriedly finished a bowl of rice, then put down her chopsticks to let Ah Tie inside for his meal.

She managed to ladle the alcohol a few more times before the tied-up Lao Jiu began to wail, "Boss, give me alcohol, I need a drink, if I don’t get one, I’ll die."

Jiang Youzhi, worried that Lao Jiu might break free, came out with his rice bowl.

Those eating inside also gradually came out with their rice bowls.

Lao Jiu’s eyes were bloodshot, veins bulged on his neck, his body constantly writhing, and despite it being February, his forehead was covered in beads of sweat.

Yun Jiao started to have doubts. This method was just something her grandfather mentioned; it felt mythical, and she had just tried it on a whim.

She was also worried about causing some problem for Lao Jiu.

As she hesitated about whether to untie Lao Jiu, he suddenly vomited with a "Wah" sound.

What he vomited was all liquid.

The sour smell of stomach acid was incredibly unpleasant, and everyone holding their bowls quickly ran away.

Yun Jiao didn’t run; she fixed her gaze on the basin.

The liquid that Lao Jiu vomited also landed in the basin containing the alcohol.

Yun Jiao suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, there it is!"

Everyone rushed back upon hearing her, "What is it?"

Yun Jiao pointed to a plump red worm in the basin and said, "I’ve heard that some people are alcoholics because of this alcohol bug, but I’m not sure if it’s true."

"Is it real?"

"No way, is such a thing possible?"

"Is this the alcohol bug?"

Just then, Jiang Youzhi suddenly said, "Look at Lao Jiu."

They saw Lao Jiu’s complexion turn pale, and his whole body looked exhausted, as the desperate urge to drink he had earlier vanished entirely.