"I'm Cao Kun of the Marquis of Zhenwei's household. May I ask how to address you, fellow cultivator? You seem unfamiliar to me." Cao Kun cupped his hands and smiled.
"Lu Xiaotian. Fellow Daoist Cao certainly knows his wine. I'd only just taken out this Green Bamboo Brew, and you couldn't help yourself." Lu Xiaotian gestured for him to join him.
"Hahaha, if you're asking whether I know wine, I wouldn't say I do. But when it comes to Green Bamboo Brew, I'd say I know a thing or two. In this life, aside from cultivation, I've devoted most of my thoughts to this very thing." Seeing that Lu Xiaotian not only didn't refuse to let him sit, but even praised him as a connoisseur, Cao Kun was instantly overjoyed. Judging by Lu Xiaotian's manner, he probably wouldn't mind letting him share this fine wine. Good thing he'd come over first just now. If someone else had gotten here before him, wouldn't he have missed out on such a splendid wine?
"Oh? In that case, why don't you tell me what makes my Green Bamboo Brew special? If you hit the mark, I wouldn't mind sharing it with you." Lu Xiaotian said.
"Done. It's a deal." Cao Kun's eyes lit up. He clasped his hands together, looking as though he could hardly wait to get started, and sniffed gently. "Sweet and mellow, but without the depth of aged Green Bamboo Brew. It must have been brewed recently. What a pity it hasn't been left to age for a few years."
"The fragrance is so fresh and enticing, with none of the mustiness of age. It must have been made from the tender buds at the heart of Tianhe bamboo, without a single old leaf mixed in. You must be no