An hour passed in the blink of an eye. The two bottles of wine Jiang Ning had brought were drained to the last drop by the group.
Reluctantly, they rose from the dining table and ambled into the living room.
"Jiang... Jiang Ning, I mean, Master Jiang! Your wine is absolutely incredible. You don't happen to have any more, do you? Could you possibly spare me two bottles?"
Tang Xiachuan's face was flushed crimson from drinking too much. Once drunk, he cast all sense of propriety aside. In his mind, dignity was worthless compared to the importance of this wine.
The wine was like a magical elixir—once you drank it, you wanted more. And after drinking, it brought a profound sense of peace and allowed you to enter a wondrous state of mind.
If he could get two bottles from Jiang Ning, he could show off to his old buddies.
"Old Master Tang, you're too kind! It's no trouble at all. I'll get you two bottles in a moment."
Jiang Ning smiled and agreed, then turned to walk upstairs.
After all, Old Master Tang had already gifted him a villa, helped him solve the procurement problem for the special rare earth alloy, and given him such a precious erhu.
Though Jiang Ning had exchanged his calligraphy for a villa, he didn't think much of his calligraphy or the wine he brewed—in his eyes, they weren't worth much.
Since Old Master Tang liked the wine so much, he decided to give it to him. This way, if he ever needed the old man's help in the future, it would be harder for him to refuse.
Jiang Ning returned to his room and retrieved eight bottles of wine from his System Space. He then found a gift bag in the bedroom and carefully wrapped two bottles at a time before heading downstairs.
"Old Master Tang, these two bottles are the sauce-aroma type. Please accept them."
As he spoke, Jiang Ning handed the old man a gift bag containing two bottles of the sauce-aroma baijiu.
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
Old Master Tang's hands trembled slightly with excitement, and his voice was thick with tension and exhilaration.
He had never expected Jiang Ning to be so generous, let alone brew such exquisite wine. He figured Jiang Ning probably hadn't made many bottles, and asking for some right after meeting felt a bit shameless. But he hadn't cared about that.
He was already thinking about the McLaren P1 he'd recently bought and parked in his garage. He'd been meaning to give it to Jiang Ning all along but had been struggling to find a suitable excuse.
This was perfect. Jiang Ning was willing to give him the general dealership for Kyoto Wine, and he could now legitimately give away the million-dollar sports car.
*It's only fair to ask for a couple more bottles of wine before giving away the car,* Tang Xiachuan thought to himself.
"Butler Zhang, I overheard you at the restaurant saying you prefer strong-aroma wines. These two bottles are both strong-aroma varieties. Take them home and try them."
Jiang Ning smiled as he handed a gift bag to the elderly butler, Zhang Haichen.
"I... I can't accept this. How could I? Master Jiang, I'm just an old butler."
"Being able to visit Master Jiang today, taste the dishes you prepared with premium ingredients, and drink this wine—which rivals immortal brew—already feels like a blessing from three lifetimes. I really don't feel right taking this wine."
Although Butler Zhang Haichen verbally refused, his eyes were fixed on the gift bag with an intense, burning desire. He wanted it desperately.
"Butler Zhang, please don't be so formal. Here, we don't have any 'butlers' or 'masters.' I just kept calling you that out of habit. Old Master Tang himself said you were his old comrade. Here, we're all friends, like family."
Jiang Ning insisted, pressing the gift bag into Butler Zhang Haichen's hands.
"Dad, these two bottles are the light, fragrant type. You mentioned before that you prefer that kind of liquor, and I happened to brew some recently.
Feel free to take them home when you return, or enjoy them anytime these few days. If you run out, just let me know."
Seeing Su Yunlong's eyes practically glued to the liquor, Jiang Ning smiled and handed him a gift bag containing two bottles of the light, fragrant white wine.
"Hahaha, you're a good boy, aren't you? I'll accept this with pleasure, then."
Su Yunlong grinned, quickly taking the gift bag. His eyes kept darting to the last remaining gift bag in Jiang Ning's hand.
Jiang Ning handed the final gift bag to Liu Mengyan. "Mom, these two bottles are lychee wine. It's very nourishing for your health and can also improve your complexion.
Enjoy a small glass when you have time. If you need more, just ask—though I don't have many left now."
"Oh, thank you, Jiang Ning."
Liu Mengyan accepted the gift bag, her face beaming with affection. She found herself liking this son-in-law more and more.
Her husband spent all his time experimenting with cooking and insisted she taste his creations. Sometimes his dishes were too oily or greasy, as if he were trying to fatten her up.
*What a thoughtful son-in-law! He's picked out a whole set of beautiful, elegant clothes for me and even cares about my beauty and skincare.*
*What woman wouldn't love a son-in-law like this?* Liu Mengyan rolled her eyes at Su Yunlong as she accepted the gift bag.
"Mom, we're family. Don't be so formal. We have plenty of wine. If we run out of lychee wine, I can make other fruit wines too."
Jiang Ning said this, but in his System Space, he had hundreds of bottles of various fruit wines that he hadn't even taken out yet.
Still, he knew that rarity made things precious.
After Su Meng left for work after lunch, Mengmeng was the only one left who hadn't received a gift.
"Daddy, Mengmeng didn't drink any wine. When will you get a gift for me too?" Mengmeng pouted, her lower lip jutting out.
"Haha, my little treasure, don't rush. Daddy has to carefully consider what kind of gift would be most suitable and precious for my Mengmeng. Just give Daddy some time, okay?"
As Jiang Ning spoke, he affectionately ruffled Mengmeng's little head.
"Really? Mengmeng will get a gift too? Thank you, Daddy!"
Mengmeng's face lit up at the news. She immediately wrapped her small arms around Jiang Ning's neck and gave his cheek a wet kiss.
"Don't worry, sweetie. I'll get Mengmeng's gift very soon."
Though Jiang Ning said it casually, a knot of worry tightened in his stomach. He hadn't the faintest idea what gift would truly delight Mengmeng.
"Oh, right, Jiang Ning! Look at my memory! Uncle Qin arranged your medical license for you. Keep it safe." Su Yunlong smacked his forehead and retrieved the license from the briefcase beside the sofa. "Grandpa Qin's illness has already improved. He asked me to express his gratitude to you."
"Dad, I expected Grandpa Qin's recovery all along. I'm truly happy he's recovered."
Jiang Ning accepted the license with unwavering confidence.
Tang Xiachuan listened with a face full of disbelief. "What? Jiang Ning, you know medicine too?"
This man knew too much—cooking, winemaking, calligraphy, and now medicine. Could Jiang Ning's medical skills be just as extraordinary? Tang Xiachuan couldn't help but wonder.
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