In a small restaurant, if one could see Yuan Zhou cooking C the person at the bar counter would definitely be at the center of the table C of course, there were places where one could see everything and places where one couldn't see everything. As for the other places, if one could pay attention, one could still see bits and pieces of it. But if one didn't pay attention, one wouldn't be able to see anything.
Even old Huang definitely didn't notice.
He was imagining what kind of wine would be released at the exchange meeting tomorrow and how good the taste would be.
Not only had he never seen the five types of wine before, but he had even heard of their names before. They were completely different from what he had imagined. It was simply a form of enjoyment, especially for old Huang. It was double enjoyment.
The plants that had never been seen before, or perhaps only existed in legends, and the wonderful wine, were indeed double.
