Shen Qi nodded, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then frowned.
He had drunk a lot of wine before he went into seclusion. In comparison, his favorite was the white wine brewed with traditional Xia country techniques, rather than this soft wine.
What's more, the bottle of wine that Shen Qiu took out could not be called top-notch, and it could not satisfy Shen Qi in any aspect.
Shen Qiu noticed Shen Qi's expression and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? Second Grandpa, are you not used to drinking this? I'll change it for you."
Shen Qi pushed the wine aside and said, "Never mind. Do you have any tea? Just give me a cup of tea."
Chen Qiu hurried to look for tea again, but this was a bar, who would come here to drink tea?
At most, there might be tea in the manager's office, but how could that kind of tea catch Shen Qi's eye?
Shen Qi saw Shen Qiu's expression and shook his head slightly.
"Chen Qiu, forget it, don't look for me anymore, I'd rather drink."
As he spoke, Shen Qi flipped his right hand and a jar of wine fell onto the table.
Chen Qiu was stunned for a moment. He didn't see clearly how the jar of wine came out, but it didn't matter anymore. Second Grandpa had god-like means, so what was so difficult about making a jar of wine?
Not only that, Chen Qiu also brought two cups and sat opposite Shen Qi.
"Second Grandfather, the wine you brought out is definitely not ordinary. Come, let me pour it for you!"
As he spoke, Chen Qiu opened the wine jar, and a rich aroma of wine wafted out. Chen Qiu couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The aroma of this wine is several times stronger than the Maotai wine he had drunk before!
Is this the fine wine that my second grandfather collected?
Sure enough, this trip was not in vain!
Shen Qiu poured a glass for Shen Qi and filled one for himself as well.
It's so hard to come across such a fine wine, how could Chen Qiu miss it?
Besides, this is the fine wine that my second grandfather gave me. Why can’t the grandson drink it?
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