C50 Yin Family Changs

At this time, the baby-faced middle-aged man, who sat at the furthest corner from me, came to the carriage connecting to me. In his hand was a small flagon of unknown steel or some other metal material, he drank a mouthful of wine, then looked at Tang Shituo and me. Then, he waved the flagon in his hand and said, "Come?"

I really do want to drink