Twenty catties of fine liquor, but Jiang Cheng didn't hold back to savor it alone—instead, he generously cracked open the seal right there to share with everyone present.
In Jiang Cheng's words: good booze is only fun and satisfying when a crowd drinks it together!
So even Shen Hao got to benefit from it.
Thirteen thousand taels for a single jar of fine liquor—if it wasn't for gift-giving, Shen Hao wouldn't be caught dead wasting money on something like this.
First, everyone got poured a small corner cup, which is already half a jin.
The rich aroma of liquor instantly filled the private room—even the songstresses seated nearby couldn't help but swallow instinctively. They weren't qualified to taste Immortal Brew.
"This wine…" It was Shen Hao's first time tasting Immortal Brew. He hadn't even taken a sip—just catching the aroma felt oddly familiar. This stuff actually smelled a bit like Old Baigan liquor!
