"Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, wake up, wake up," Xiaofeng gently shook Xiaoqi. Xiaoqi struggled to open her eyes, then closed them, "Master, the wine is delicious, so good."
"You didn't finish all my wine, did you?" Xiaofeng had a bad premonition.
She had only brewed a little, not much.
Xiaoqi cracked a smile, "No, I only drank a little bit."
So the wine was really that good, truly delicious.
Xiaofeng couldn't be bothered with it and headed straight for the storage room.
The straw on top of the two large jars where she had stored the wine had been pried open by Xiaoqi, revealing a tapped barrel.
This Xiaoqi.
Xiaoqi had already tapped the jars, so she had no choice but to pump out the wine and find time to distill it.
There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so it was a good time to distill the wine at the small courtyard.
No sooner said than done, after a short nap, she went out.
