These are all good things, indeed — even money can't buy them.
Especially the liquor among them; nowadays, people can barely fill their stomachs—not to mention having spare grain to brew liquor.
But liquor is certainly a good thing; having a cup when one's in a bad mood can ease their feelings, and drinking it in the dead of winter can warm the body and soul.
Liu Yongping couldn't bring himself to put down anything on the table.
"Thank you, Brother Hua," he said, already on brotherly terms with Hua Chengtian. But calling him elder brother was sincere; Liu Yongping wasn't forcing it.
"The lord is too polite, but for now, this is all there is. If the lord needs more, it might take some time. I'll see if the common folks can gather more eggs and try hatching them."
"That's excellent, thank you, Brother Hua," Liu Yongping's eyes lit up, looking pleased at Hua Chengtian.
