The customers each have their own moments of joy and sorrow.
Boss Chang knew nothing about it and continued to ponder his speech on stage, going over the draft he had repeatedly rehearsed in his mind.
But after all, the liquor was the main focus, so he could only use a few words to try to emphasize its rarity. If he didn't engage in false advertising, then how should he say it?
He explained that after the farmers harvested the sorghum, there was no extensive steaming or repeated careful selection; they just steamed and brewed it as it was, ending up with over 300 pounds of raw pulp liquor.
He brought it back from someone's Sweet Potato Cellar and blended it, making it the main highlight of the evening.
Such a thing, he couldn't bring himself to say!
Boss Chang was quite embarrassed; in the end, the words wouldn't come out, so he hastily said a couple of sentences and stepped down.
Sadly, no one paid him any attention.
