Mug after mug of beer was downed by Yuan Zhou.
In a short while, Yuan Zhou finished the three mugs of beer. The more he drank, the more bitter he felt. However, he wasn't the least bit intoxicated.
He went to the bar and got two additional mugs. Five mugs of draught beer were the maximum limit he had set for himself. After all, it was unhealthy to drink too much.
The two mugs did not last long. In a few minutes, they were finished by Yuan Zhou as well.
"Has my liquor capacity increased along with my cooking skill?" Yuan Zhou muttered as he stared at the empty mugs with a tiny layer of foam at the bottom.
In the past, after five mugs of beer, he would start getting giddy. Although he wouldn't be so drunk that he would lose consciousness, he had never been a person with good liquor capacity.
