Old Chen chuckled, sat down in the living room, and calmly opened the wooden box.
"Holy crap, judging by its condition, it must have been stored for quite a few years, right?"
Wang Dashan couldn't help but pick up the wine bottle and examine it carefully.
A moment later, I began to regret it.
It's a 60-year-old aged liquor, and it's even the original Maotai liquor.
We've lost out, we've lost a lot of money!
This kind of wine isn't something you can just drink whenever you have money.
Seeing his discomfitured expression, Old Man Chen was smug and full of pride.
"Sigh, it's only a 60-year-old vintage, so I guess I'll just have to make do with it."
"Tch, be careful of alcoholic liver disease. I still think drinking medicinal wine is the best option."
Wang Dashan feigned disdain and stubbornly insisted.
But the way he secretly glanced at Maotai liquor betrayed his true feelings.
Once the bottle is opened, a rich aroma fills the air; the unique soy sauce fragrance of aged liquor can entice even the most seasoned drinker to indulge.
"Good wine!"
Ouyang Gang couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Wang Dashan and Old Chen are both connoisseurs of wine.
Just by smelling it, you can tell roughly how good it is; it's definitely a fine wine.
"Old Wang, how about we do you the honor of having a couple of drinks together?"
Old Chen quipped smugly.
The group had known each other for many years, and they often made similar jokes, which no one seemed to care about.
"Today, I will only drink this medicinal wine. I, Wang, mean what I say."
Wang Dashan's old eyes glared fiercely, his expression resolute and tragic.
"Wow, this wine smells amazing! It's smooth and has a rich aroma. It's really enjoyable to drink!"
Old Chen sipped a small cup, then sighed with pride.
They even deliberately placed the wine bottle in front of Old Master Wang, making the latter grit his teeth in hatred.
Ouyang Gang felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but say:
"Old Wang, I have two more bottles of wine, but their vintages can't compare to this one, so how about..."
"No need, I'll just drink the medicinal wine!"
After Wang Dashan finished speaking, he stopped looking at them and gritted his teeth as he unscrewed the cap of the medicinal wine bottle.
Then the entire living room was instantly filled with the aroma of medicine, the rich and sweet fragrance of herbs completely overpowering the aroma of Maotai liquor.
Wang Dashan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to pour out a cup.
The golden liquid, with a bright amber hue, is slightly viscous.
The group's faces were filled with surprise, and they couldn't help but swallow hard.
Without even drinking it, the three people present already knew just by the appearance and taste of the wine.
This wine is absolutely extraordinary!
Wang Dashan hurriedly picked up the wine glass, poured it into his mouth, and found it to be smooth, with a rich and lingering aroma that was refreshing and invigorating.
He felt a warm current rushing through his abdomen, and his blood seemed to be flowing faster.
He even felt his pores expanding slightly, making him feel like he was floating on air.
"Fine wine! This is truly a peerless brew!"
Wang Dashan excitedly slammed his fist on the table several times, shouting excitedly.
At that moment, he felt like Pigsy eating the ginseng fruit.
That felt so good!
After the initial excitement came a deep sense of shock and curiosity.
Where did Ouyang get this celestial wine? If only I could drink it often...
But he didn't have time to ask any more questions. He hurriedly poured himself another glass and gulped it down.
"Haha, Old Chen, compared to this, the wine you brought is like horse piss! No, it's not even as good as horse piss!"
Wang Dashan looked at the dumbfounded old man Chen and couldn't help but burst into excited laughter.
Without saying a word, Ouyang Gang poured himself a glass as well.
After drinking, he acted even more exaggeratedly than Wang Dashan.
He was completely stunned, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"This is amazing! It's an unparalleled celestial brew. Mortals are not worthy of drinking this kind of wine."
At that moment, he suddenly remembered Chu Mo's description of the wine.
It has beauty and skin-nourishing properties, nourishes yin and strengthens yang, delays aging, and can also treat many diseases.
Previously, he simply took these words as exaggerated advertising slogans.
Now, he believes it!
Watching Wang Dashan pick up the bottle again and pour himself another drink.
Ouyang Gang's eye twitched involuntarily; he felt so sorry for him that he wanted to stop him immediately.
Such a fine wine is being wasted by drinking it like this.
But he held back and then simply poured himself a glass as well.
Seeing their reaction, Old Man Chen could no longer hold back and said with a forced smile:
"Hehe, good wine should be shared. What's the point of drinking it all by yourself?"
After saying that, he hurriedly grabbed the bottle, poured himself a glass, and his eyes lit up instantly after drinking it.
He hurriedly poured more wine, but a cup only cost six qian (a unit of weight), which was hardly enough to drink.
Soon, they had drunk more than half of the bottle of wine.
Ouyang Gang could no longer hold back. He reached out and covered the wine bottle, his face full of heartache as he said:
"That's enough, gentlemen. Everything in excess is bad for your health."
"Hehe, I think I can have a few more drinks without any problem."
Old Chen pretended to be confused.
"That's right, one bottle is usually not enough for us, and we've only drunk half of it."
Wang Dashan stared at the unopened bottle with ill intent, threatening it with a roguish expression:
"How about we drink to our hearts' content, or I'll share this half-bottle with Lao Chen and take it with us. You choose."
Even a fool knows what to do when faced with a multiple-choice question like this.
"I made a bad choice in making friends!"
Ouyang Gang sighed helplessly and decisively handed over the half-bottle of wine.
Then he took the other bottle and hid it in his room.
"Ouyang, where did you get this wine? Will you be able to get it again? I'm willing to pay a high price for it."
Old Chen patted his warm belly, his face full of anticipation.
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