After sighing with emotion, the other party set down the bottle and spoke to me through cracked lips:
"Good wine, but no good dishes. It's missing something!"
Wanted food? I had prepared for that long ago.
I immediately said:
"How could you say that, honored guest? Since I have wine here, naturally I also have snacks to go with it."
With that, I took out the packaged peanuts, strange-flavored broad beans, salt-baked duck legs, spicy shredded squid, and everything else.
All of it was packaged, but I hadn't prepared it. Master had.
I had even eaten a few packs. At first, I wondered whether Master had prepared these little snacks because he was worried I'd get bored.
But after seeing all that liquor, I had a guess.
These were clearly drinking snacks, so I hadn't touched them these past few days.
"The shopkeeper truly is thoughtful. You know how to do business, you really do. Hahaha!"
After finishing ten bottles of liquor, he had become much more cheerful, and his voice was no longer as gloomy as before.
"You flatter me, honored guest. As long as you like it, you can drink until dawn."
But after taking a sip of liquor, he picked up a salt-baked duck leg and tore off a piece of meat. Chewing, he said:
"Dawn won't do. Official duties keep me busy. But if the shopkeeper makes sure I eat and drink well, I won't treat you poorly either."
He took another sip after saying that.
His manner of speaking was becoming more and more like that of someone within the system.
"You flatter me, honored guest. Come, have another bottle."
I handed him another bottle.
Yet he spoke again:
"Drinking alone is no fun. Shopkeeper, why don't you drink with me?"
He actually wanted me