"Grandpa, you said you would drink here later. I haven't seen pure Chinese wine for a long time, so I want to see it." Hongwu said with a smile.
As he said this, Hongwu's heart was a little nervous. As a Spain-Chinese, he had never drunk Authentic White wine since he was born. However, he had drunk a lot of vodka.
The reason why he came up with this idea at the last minute wasn't because he was addicted to alcohol, but because he knew the Chinese food culture and was very particular about the dishes with wine. That was enough.
Hongwu touched his stomach secretly. He really couldn't move it, so he could only plan to take a rest. He felt that he could still do it after a while!
The amount he had eaten today was the amount he had eaten in the past few days. He had to take it slow.
"It's not a bad thing to indulge a little when we're back home. " Hongwu kept finding excuses for himself.
