Feng Wanlin jumped off the bed, took two large tea mugs, scooped out two mugs of wine, one cup for each person, which weighed more than a pound.
"Try it, this is their homemade wine. It's only available in their shop and they never sell it outside. I heard it's a craft passed down for generations."
The wine was amber in color. Xiao Weiguo picked up the jar and took a small sip.
It's smooth and refreshing on the palate, with a light alcohol content, probably less than 20 degrees, not much stronger than beer. No wonder Feng Wanlin dared to scoop out a whole mug of it by herself.
"Drink slowly, this wine has quite a strong aftereffect."
She tried to persuade Xiao Weiguo like that, but then she tilted her head back and gulped down the wine herself. Half a vat of wine was gone in no time.
She put down the jar, wiped the wine stains from her mouth, and let out a happy burp.
"It's been a long time since I've had such a good time drinking."
Xiao Weiguo followed her example and downed half a teacup. He immediately felt a warm current rise from his abdomen. His whole body felt warm and comfortable.
Xiao Weiguo had never drunk this kind of wine before. After trying it, he realized that the reason his family's business was so good must have something to do with this wine.
After eating a few bites of food, Xiao Weiguo steered the conversation to the main topic.
"Sister Lin, I've come to see you this time because I need your help with something."
After downing half a jar of wine, a faint blush rose on Feng Wanlin's face, making her appear even more radiant.
She opened her small bag and took out a pack of RITZ brand women's cigarettes and a very beautiful pure copper etched Zippo lighter.
Both of these items are rare imported goods, which shows that Feng Wanlin is a person who enjoys a high quality of life.
"Speak up, what is it? Since you came all this way to treat your sister to a meal, I'll definitely help you if it's within my power."
She lit a cigarette and pushed the pack towards Xiao Weiguo, indicating that he should have one too.
Xiao Weiguo wasn't used to this kind of cigarette, so he took out his own Zhonghua cigarette from his pocket, lit one, and then spoke.
"Sister Lin, here's what happened."
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