Chapter 1418: Drinking Alcohol

"Are you having dinner at my place tonight?"

"Sure, let’s see if there’s anything good on the mountain."

Both of them had been trained from a young age. Luck was on their side, so they caught two pheasants and two wild rabbits.

Neither of them called Tao YanZhen back; the two of them handled the cooking.

As long as it’s meat, once it’s cooked, it will smell delicious.

Tao YanZhen was surprised to see Yang Zhongyi when she returned.

They also made a scrambled egg and some potato slices.

The interactions between her and Yang Zhongyi were minimal. Tao Chunhe sighed inwardly. It’s true, he thought perhaps he shouldn’t let his sister be so willful, her future life might not be happy.

This is his own sister, can he just watch her be unhappy?

He considered having a talk with his sister; Yang Zhongyi isn’t suitable. He is a good person, but he doesn’t hold his sister in his heart.

Until Yang Zhongyi left, neither spoke much.

Between Tao Chunhe and Tao YanZhen, after their conversation, it was clear Tao Chunhe compromised.

Tao YanZhen laughed at herself, thinking she lacked a heart, there’s no need for sincere affection from others. Even if someone gave it, she’d find it burdensome, since she couldn’t return the favor equally.

Wei Kaiyun has been very busy these days; he contacted the porcelain factory to customize wine bottles.

Lv Beiguang knew the wine was very popular, so he and Yang Xiuqin worked even harder, and Old Yang came to help too.

They didn’t want the recipe to leak out, so they preferred not using outsiders.

The speed of the three people increased significantly, and there were now thousands of pounds in the cellar, although unfiltered.

They knew Han Xiangjun would come to collect after the New Year. They couldn’t give it all to him; Wei Kaiyun planned to reserve a batch for next year.

Guodong also came during the day to help with the heavy work.

Though there were people gossiping about their operations, it was just talk, no one really reprehensible.

The wine bottles were designed by Jiang Xinyu; when the first batch arrived, they were truly impressive.

Now, the wine bottles were straightforwardly stored.

People from the city’s distillery also came over. This sorghum wine could also be released.

The wine wouldn’t be packaged by them, so it was directly loaded in jars; Wei Kaiyun doubled the price, yet still left the distillery a profit.

Though the distillery was dissatisfied, they had no choice; Li Yungui brought back the first payment two days later.

He was smiling broadly now; the wine truly made a profit. It’s decided. There’ll be expansion next year.

In the evening, he invited Wei Kaiyun, Old Yang, and Lv Beiguang to his home for dinner.

"Village Chief Li, this other type of wine will be exclusively for Old Han; when he returns with the children in spring, he’ll take it away."

"No problem, as long as it earns money for me."

"Okay, but there’s something you need to do: I noticed the elderly in the village have free time, so let them nail wooden boxes and weave straw curtains for the wine storage."

"Alright, make an example, our village won’t have idle people now."

Everyone being busy is a good thing. Idleness leads to trouble.

Old Yang, Lv Beiguang, Yang Xiuqin, and Xiao Yang steamed five hundred pounds of grain daily, and Lv Beiguang and Yang Xiuqin were busy nonstop.

Even on the festival day, they didn’t rest; Jiang Xinyu brought them dumplings and cold dishes.

Because this task would eventually belong to Lv Beiguang and Yang Xiuqin.

"Sigh, the year is almost over, time flies."

"Xiao Yang, go bring a jar of wine, let’s try it."

Old Yang also took a jar home today; the two who brewed the wine hadn’t tasted it yet, which was inappropriate.

"Alright, I’ll go now."

"Get that Drunken Three Lives."

Of course, Yang Xiuqin followed instructions without hesitation.

After the wine was opened, both were entranced. "Good wine. I don’t think Old Han has tasted this."

Let Chaoyang bring a jar over.

"Xiao Yang, you should try it too. We’ve worked hard for months."

"Mr. Lv, just a little for me, I’m not good with alcohol."

Lv Beiguang didn’t really see Yang Xiuqin as a woman. After working together for so long, he admired Yang Xiuqin, who never complained a lot, and she had a particular talent for brewing.

Both took a bowl each, but before drinking, Guodong also came to deliver dumplings.

"Your Aunt Jiang has already sent them."

"Dad and Mr. Yang, try them; Snow made them."

"Alright, let’s go back, only Snow and the child are home." He followed to close the door. The gatekeeper went home for the festival tonight.

Lv Beiguang took a sip. Though not a drinker, after one sip, he took another immediately.

Seeing his action, Yang Xiuqin also took a sip; this wasn’t the usual for yeast-flavored liquor, it wasn’t the soy sauce-flavored kind.

The main thing was, in the mouth, it didn’t have that spicy feel.

"Good wine, should be better than what my grandfather brewed."

"Yes, indeed."

They drank and ate gradually slowing down, as they still hadn’t measured the alcohol content. However, brewers could roughly estimate from the froth of poured wine.

"Xiao Yang, how strong do you think the wine is?"

"I guess it’s no less than forty-five degrees. Since it’s blended, if it was original, it should be above seventy degrees."

"That’s what I think too."

Lv Beiguang started to feel dizzy, just two bowls of wine shouldn’t be too much.

He felt exceptionally excited, happy, an inner kind of joy.

"Mr. Lv, I can’t anymore; I’m dizzy. I drank too much; you take your time, I’m heading back."

Yang Xiuqin swayed while standing, accidentally tripping over the bench and falling.

As she struggled to get up, she saw the man standing before her.

"I’ll walk you home." Due to dizziness, Lv Beiguang’s eyes were somewhat misty and not like usual.

Yang Xiuqin, having only had one bowl and remaining somewhat sober, said, "No need, I can manage."

She stumbled towards the door.

Lv Beiguang didn’t say anything, just followed her, concerned she might fall again.

Once home, Yang Xiuqin felt top-heavy; too light-headed, like walking on cotton, she couldn’t exert any strength.

Lv Beiguang followed inside, dazed, looking around the room. Then, he undressed and climbed onto the kang, not even glancing at the woman sitting nearby.

Yang Xiuqin was momentarily puzzled—what kind of situation? Did he drink too much, thinking he was back in his own room?

But Lv Beiguang had a surprisingly good physique.

Lv Beiguang undressed until only his underwear was left, muttering as he uncovered the quilt and snuggled in. His movements seemed adorable to Yang Xiuqin.

She knew that if something actually happened between them, she might fulfill her wish.