Chen Hao, after all, was a man who had seen it all, and he quickly regained his composure.
He looked at Yang Qi and said, "Brother Yang, this medicinal wine of yours is potent stuff. To be honest with you, I have a lot of social engagements and I've drunk my fair share of so-called health wines and wellness liquors, even some specially supplied ones that are supposed to work instantly. But compared to yours, they all fall short by a long shot."
"Yes, yes."
Du Xi nodded repeatedly.
"Brother Chen, Sister-in-law, I'm glad you like it."
Yang Qi's expression didn't change as he smiled. "The recipe for this wine supposedly uses a lot of herbs from deep in the old mountains, and the process is complicated. My grandmother can only brew a few bottles a year."
"Its main effects are to gently nourish the body and drive away fatigue. A small cup each day is indeed beneficial for your health. But don't drink too much; one cup a day is enough."
