Yang Donghu immediately noticed the jar covered in dirt in his hand and asked curiously, "What is this?"
Zhao Luochuan reached out and handed the dish to Yang Donghu, then carefully placed the jar on the ground with a smile. He brushed off the dirt on the top, removed the mulberry paper that sealed the wine, and a scent of wine wafted into his nose.
Yang Donghu exclaimed, "Wow!" and took a deep gulp. "Is that wine? It smells so good!"
Zhao Luochuan smiled and said, "Well, this is what my dad left behind. Do you want to try it? It's not intoxicating."
Yang Donghu didn't know how to drink, nor had he ever tried it before, so he had no idea how much he could drink. But the aroma was so good, he couldn't help but nodded: "I'll just take a sip."
Zhao Luochuan stood up, took two bowls, poured wine into the bottom of the bowls, and handed one to Yang Donghu.
Yang Donghu took the bowl and took a small sip. The fresh fragrance of pomegranate completely overwhelmed the spicy taste of the wine. It tasted neither bitter nor astringent. He could even feel a sweet aftertaste when he smacked his lips.
"It tastes good!" Yang Donghu drank the whole bowl of wine in one breath. He didn't feel anything and didn't feel dizzy. It might be because the alcohol content of the wine was not high.
"Eat something later before drinking. It's the first snow today, so it's okay to drink a little. It can also warm your body." Zhao Luochuan doesn't usually drink much. If he drinks too much in the mountains, it will be even worse. However, he has a very good alcohol tolerance and always drinks in moderation. He rarely loses his composure.
"good."
The biting cold wind outside made the windows creak, and the snow seemed to be falling even harder.
The two of them ate piping hot chicken soup and hot vegetables, huddled around the glowing stove, and sipped a few glasses of pomegranate wine. Not only did they feel warm all over, they even broke out in a sweat.
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