Lü Qian has been drinking for more than half his life.
From cheap street-corner booze costing just a few yuan, to dry reds at over a hundred thousand a bottle.
White, beer, red, yellow—he's tasted them all.
But this kind of mellow, smooth, aged Daughter Red Wine that Jiang Tao brought out today—
This was his first time ever having it!
"Xiao Jiang, your old man really knew how to stash wine!"
"As the saying goes, three parts in the brew, seven parts in the storage."
"It's already something else that a Daughter Red Wine aged over 20 years hasn't gone bad."
"To have it taste this damn good? That's even rarer!"
Lü Qian downed the whole enamel basin of Daughter Red in one go, gave Jiang Tao a thumbs up, and sang his praises.
"Xiao Jiang, how much are you looking to sell this wine for?"
"If the price is reasonable, I know quite a few fellow boozers. I can introduce you to some buyers, easy."
