It is much bigger than the skewers sold in the barbecue restaurants or stalls in South City.
Although it is still raw, one can imagine how delicious the freshly grilled skewers must be when one takes a bite.
"Where's the wine?" Jiang Li walked to the wine cabinet next to him. There was indeed a lot of wine on it, but the wine bottles were dazzling, and some were simply works of art.
She looked at the label and found a fruit wine, a blend of three fruits.
She was going to drink this.
I also gave Si Ming a bottle of liquor.
Jiang Li knew how much the man could drink.
During the Spring Festival, he alone got his grandfather and several elders drunk.
She was watching the fun from the side and almost dropped her jaw in shock.
There's no way around it. My grandfather is over a hundred years old, and his drinking capacity is no joke.
Whenever there are activities in the tribe, he drinks a pound and a half of liquor with a concentration of more than 50%, and he is still a spirited old man.
No matter how bad the other elders are, they are still better than Jiang Li.
In this way, the combined strength of several old men was defeated by Si Ming alone.
After waking up, several elders gathered together and whispered to each other for several days.
She felt that she must be cursing Si Ming behind his back, saying that he didn't know how to respect the elderly and love the young at all.
Seeing the two bottles of wine that Jiang Li brought over, Si Ming, who was barbecuing, fell silent.
After a moment, he flipped the skewers on the grill.
He smiled and said, "You want to drink this?"
The wines he buys here are basically all purchased from the source, and there is only a simple small label on the bottle, which lists the major category of the wine and the brewing time.
Obviously, the fruit wine that Jiang Li chose tasted good, but she definitely couldn't handle the aftereffect.
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