"No, you're too young now. When you grow up, you can eat whatever you like at Master's place, but don't become a little drunkard at such a young age."
Ruanruan could only wrinkle her little nose and pout with a soft 'oh', smelling the delicious bamboo wine, regretting that she couldn't drink it, such a pity.
Jiu Yun put away the porcelain bottle and capped it while watching the little one droop her head in a listless manner, shaking his head with a smile.
Children forget quickly; she would cheer up soon enough.
After placing the porcelain bottle containing the bamboo wine in the back basket, he led the two little ones out of the bamboo grove and to the free-range chicken area in the mountains.
This section of the mountain had been fenced off specifically for raising chickens, which were meatier and had a more nuanced flavor due to free-ranging in the mountains.
The chicken farmer saw Jiu Yun and immediately greeted him respectfully as "Young Master."
