Upon hearing this, Tian Xiaoqian's forehead instantly sprouted several black lines.
"Xiao Long, are you deliberately trying to be funny? Even if you don't want to treat Long Xiao's illness, he still rented out the place and ordered from the entire menu.
It's a bit embarrassing to bring out a bottle of liquor that's worth ten yuan when facing such a generous owner, yet you're planning to serve him with alcohol that costs three yuan a catty?"
Wang Xiaolong spoke earnestly, "What's wrong with three yuan? Those brand name liquors on the market may be well-known, but most of them are just blended.
However, this three yuan per catty alcohol is pure grain liquor brewed by my sister's family; in terms of quality, it's not far off from those top-notch brands."
"That may be the case, but it still seems a bit inappropriate to use it to entertain a distinguished guest like Mr. Long, doesn't it?"
