Hou Jingtao’s words were a blatant attempt to manipulate public opinion and force the distillery’s hand. He left Zhao Tiezhu with absolutely no room to maneuver. The reason was simple: most people would rather drink cheap, decent liquor than something so prohibitively expensive. If everyone decided it wasn't worth the cost, sales would evaporate instantly.
While many had ordered the drink, they hadn't yet taken a sip, waiting for their food to arrive. Some, however, had already started, carefully savoring the flavor. Was it really worth over a thousand yuan?
Liu Mingfang was the first to speak, her tone slow and measured. "I, an old woman, have tasted this three times now. Other spirits only hurt the stomach the more you drink them, but this one doesn't. More importantly, it doesn't go to your head, and the effect it has on sleep is excellent." She paused, then added, "You can take your time to experience it, or wait until you've finished a bottle before passing judgment."
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