"It's not bitter," he said earnestly to everyone, "It's actually sweet."
Everyone: "..."
No one believed him.
Having tasted the bitterness himself, Du Changqing was not content to be the only victim and insisted on dragging everyone down with him. He glanced sideways and said, "Why aren't you drinking? The host has drunk it, do you look down on him, or are you not giving face to Doctor Ji?"
"Lift your bowls, stop dragging your feet!"
Everyone's face showed their reluctance.
Ji Xun felt a bit uncomfortable and explained softly, "Good medicine tastes bitter. Though it tastes a bit harsh, it is beneficial for the body."
His earnestness somehow made those who wanted to dodge the drink feel embarrassed not to drink. They thought that luckily the glazed pots were not large, just enough for one bowl per person, tantamount to taking a tonic. They might as well drink it and then have some preserved fruit to remove the bitter taste.
