Zhao Tiezhu had not yet tasted the liquor himself. Having only distilled it yesterday, he had merely taken a lick to gauge its specific effects. It was slightly spicy on the palate with a rich, mellow aftertaste. Its ultimate efficacy lay in relaxing the tendons and invigorating blood circulation, alleviating cardiovascular issues, and simultaneously reducing anxiety to help people drift off to sleep easily. It could be said that while the mouthfeel was somewhat lacking, its qualities for aiding sleep, dispelling dampness, and promoting blood circulation were superb. This was primarily because the liquor had not undergone the late-stage aging or blending processes. Being a raw distillate, it naturally had a bit of a bite.
Everyone at the table was a drinker—some might even be called old alcoholics. The rich, mellow aroma had already hooked them. Even without side dishes, some couldn't help but take a small sip. Among them was the elderly Mrs. Liu Mingfang. After taking a sip, she leaned back in her chair with her eyes slightly closed, savoring the taste. She didn't open her eyes for quite a while, and unexpectedly, a light snoring sound emanated from her.
"Huh?" Fang Baiyu, sitting nearby, exclaimed in surprise. "My grandmother hasn't slept well for three days. I never imagined that one sip of this liquor would put her right to sleep!"
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