This low-alcohol sake, about forty degrees, usually costs just a few bucks a bottle, typically used for pickling vegetables.
The sealing of the packaging, of course, couldn't compare to that of the premium brands costing thousands.
In Jiang Yan's "Space," there were drinks of all colors—red, white, yellow, black—ranging from high to low grade.
Unfortunately, there was no justified reason to bring any out.
Especially since she wasn't familiar with Tian Jiliang, and she was much more guarded around him than around Su Dai and Ye Qing.
"This..." Sun Jingtao also tasted that something was off and smacked his head, saying,
"Cough, I forgot about the many days of high temperatures. The alcohol must have evaporated! No wonder the drink smelled so mild just now."
Tian Jiliang, a refined-looking man, upon hearing this, promptly took a big gulp:
"Well, that's fine. We'll just have to drink water instead! Nowadays, even pure water is scarce!"
