The aroma of alcohol filled the air, and Long Xiaoyu's eyes immediately widened.
Seeing this, Ling Feng said to Tang Xiaoqian, "Just give it to her, this little tippler seems to be craving it!"
"Oh."
Tang Xiaoqian was quite surprised but still handed the glass to Long Xiaoyu.
Holding it in her hand, Long Xiaoyu took a big sip right away. Under the gaze of everyone, she smacked her lips and said, "It's not as good as the last one!"
"Of course, that was aged, and this is newly brewed; they can't be the same," Ling Feng said helplessly.
"Oh, no wonder, the taste is still good!" Long Xiaoyu replied.
"New wine is like that. Once it's aged for a while and changes color, it'll be delicious!"
Ling Feng smiled and turned to Tang Xiaoqian, "Just set these aside and send the rest to that cave!"
"Okay!"
Tang Xiaoqian felt a bit down initially, but seeing Ling Feng's gaze restored her confidence, so she quickly organized the workers to carry on.
