The old shopkeeper, as usual, drank the wine in one go with the cup pressed against his lips.
A strong surge of alcohol down his throat.
"Cough cough cough!!!"
The old shopkeeper's face turned red instantly, coughing violently, and said: "This, this wine..."
The chubby innkeeper said: "The price of grains has dropped, so the quality of wine has improved."
"Which means."
He suddenly laughed heartily: "In the past, taxes were high, grain was expensive, and the penny wine you drank was watered down!"
The old shopkeeper opened his mouth but felt the alcohol kicking in, making him dizzy and delighted. He wanted to get up but instead sat back down, pointing at the chubby innkeeper, unsure of what to say, and just laughed.
Both of them laughed heartily, feeling extremely joyful.
The chubby innkeeper said: "You're knowledgeable about literature, so name this new wine for me."
