Tang Xiaoqian was startled by the question and looked at Ling Feng, "There are still a few jars left, why?"
"Give them all to me. I want to take them back and let the elders at home try them!" Ling Feng said.
"Sure, I don't drink anyway. They're just sitting there collecting dust!" Tang Xiaoqian replied.
Ling Feng nodded and continued, "By the way, did you make this wine yourself?"
"Yeah, why? What's the matter?" Tang Xiaoqian was baffled at his sudden enthusiasm.
Ling Feng chuckled, "That's great. Also, is this recipe your own?"
"Well, everyone brews rice wine like this. It's just a matter of adding whatever spices and aromas you personally prefer. There's no strict recipe!" Tang Xiaoqian said.
Ling Feng let out an "oh" and continued, "That's fine. As long as you stick to this recipe when you brew the wine, I want to set up a winery for you!"
"Huh?"
Tang Xiaoqian was dumbfounded. She stared at him with wide eyes and asked, "Are you kidding? Why would you do that?"
