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"Give."
Something was suddenly thrown at me.
Wang Tianxiao subconsciously reached out and caught it. It turned out to be a small wine sac made of some kind of animal skin. He picked it up and shook it. There was still some wine inside, not much.
He looked at Wu Wenhua, who smiled sheepishly and said, "Sometimes when I'm too tired from work, I just take a small sip."
"This stuff is amazing, Brother Wenhua, you're my savior!"
Wang Tianxiao opened the lid of the wine flask, smelled it, and found that it was just ordinary Qingcheng Baijiu, with a high alcohol content of over 60 degrees.
And it was the kind of bulk goods.
This kind of bulk wine usually has a rough filtration process, so it still has some sediment when you drink it. The alcohol content is also not very stable. Sometimes it is very high, close to 70 degrees, and sometimes it is lower, less than 50 degrees.
So, for ordinary people, drinking this kind of wine is a bit like opening a blind box in later generations.
When you drink it, you usually just smell it or take a sip and exclaim, "Today's wine is great, it's delicious, I've made a good deal!"
Or, to put it another way: "What kind of weird liquor is this? It's so bland, it's a waste of money."
Whether we make a profit or a loss, we'll just make do with drinking.
No one would say they lost money and then cause trouble for the wine seller, nor would they say they made a profit and then actually give the wine seller some benefit.
It was just a very simple sigh.
This wine is cheap to begin with; a cup costs only a dime, and a whole pot of wine costs only a dollar or two.
What more could you ask for?
As long as there's something to drink, that's fine.
For many people in Qingcheng, drinking is a ritual.
It doesn't matter whether the alcohol is of high quality or low alcohol content, cheap or expensive; as long as it's drinkable, that's fine.
This is also the wisdom and basic logic of everyone's life.
It's alright as long as it's passable.
One day at a time, one year at a time, and one lifetime at a time.
If you really can't get through it, then wait for the next life.
Wang Tianxiao took a small sip of the wine, and sure enough, the taste was very strong. It rushed straight from his throat to his head, as if a burst of energy was shooting straight into the sky.
He briefly felt the force, then suddenly shouted, "Awesome!"
Then he handed the wine flask to his younger brother beside him, "Here, Tianxin, have a sip too?"
"Didn't you forbid me from drinking, bro?"
Wang Tianxiao had said before that he had heard people say you shouldn't drink alcohol while studying, or you'll drink yourself silly.
Therefore, Wang Tianxiao had previously told Wang Tianxin to wait until he turned eighteen before drinking alcohol.
But tonight, he felt there was no need to control himself so much.
In this environment and in this state, perhaps this sip of wine can help my younger brother's personality enter a new phase.
"Just a small bite, it's okay."
Wang Tianxin took the wine flask, opened the back, smelled it under his nose, and frowned. "Brother, can this stuff even taste good?"
Wang Tianxiao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
Wu Wenhua and Wu Qiancai also laughed.
Because of the pain, the two of them even coughed while laughing.
"What's so great about wine? Wine itself has no inherent flavor; it's the human heart that has flavor. If you're happy, the wine you drink tastes rich and mellow, like fine wine. But if you're sad or angry, the wine turns bitter."
So whether a drink tastes good or not depends on your mood when you drink it; you only know for sure once you try it yourself.
"So I really drank it?"
"Let's drink."
Wang Tianxin encouraged himself and took a small sip.
His expression immediately became very strange.
His face scrunched up completely, like a bag with its drawstring suddenly tightened.
It looks both fun and funny.
He almost strained his eyes to screw the cap on the wine flask, then tossed it to Wang Tianxiao beside him, grimacing and giving his brother Wang Tianxiao a resentful look.
This made Wang Tianxiao unable to suppress his laughter.
This guy, just from that expression, he could make you laugh until you wake up.
It's hilarious.
"How does it taste?" Wang Tianxiao asked.
"...Brother, I swear, I will never drink alcohol in my life. If I ever touch a drop of alcohol again, I'm a dog."
Wang Tianxin was practically gritting his teeth.
"Haha, okay."
Wang Tianxiao was being perfunctory with his younger brother, but in his heart he was thinking, "How long is a person's life? My brother doesn't understand."
And how many vows can truly withstand the test of time?
In most cases, it's just a joke.
There are always various circumstances that force people to break their vows, or even go to the opposite end of their vows.
Those who swear to be good people for life may end up being worse than anyone else.
Couples who make vows of eternal love often hate each other to the point of death once they break up.
They say they're sworn brothers, but many people end up cutting off their friends' throats.
A dutiful child who promises to stay by their parents' side for life may leave without hesitation once they meet someone they love.
Therefore, it's good to maintain positive expectations during the time it takes to make the vow.
"Why does this wine taste so awful? I see you guys drinking all the time, you're just making yourselves suffer."
Wang Tianxin slowly dispelled the taste of alcohol in his mouth and complained.
Wu Wenhua smiled but didn't say anything.
Wang Tianxiao said, "Whether it tastes bad or not depends on the person. What you think tastes bad might be delicious to someone else. For example, you like to eat tomatoes, but I think tomatoes are particularly disgusting. I feel like throwing up just from the smell. So, do you think tomatoes are delicious or not?"
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