Gu Chengyu looked at the large bowl in front of him, his brow twitching slightly. The folk customs here are indeed fierce; they don't use wine cups, but rather large bowls.
Under Qi Huan Yu's gaze, Gu Chengyu picked up the large bowl and downed the wine in one go.
"This wine is indeed strong, quite different from the Capital's," Gu Chengyu smiled, putting down the bowl, and the nearby maid quickly stepped forward to refill it for him.
Qi Huan Yu's gaze lingered on the wine bowl before Gu Chengyu, and such boldness surprised him a bit.
"I didn't expect Mr. Gu to be such an excellent drinker, truly unexpected; you must be quite accustomed to drinking. Come, let's have another bowl. This wine is rare at the border; Mr. Gu should savor it well."
Qi Huan Yu raised his bowl to Gu Chengyu again, gestured, and also drank it in one gulp.
