"This drink is so good, where did you buy it?"
Lucy tasted a bit of Kvass and found the flavor amazing—sweet, with a hint of honey, and the bitterness of beer was very mild, completely different from the dark wheat beers and barley beers she usually drank.
So she asked with a mix of speaking and gesturing, intending to buy some to keep at her place.
Shen Jiayue didn't expect to meet someone else who couldn't drink alcohol and used her phone to search for Kvass, translated the page into English, and handed it to Lucy.
This proletarian white beauty looked at it, then immediately sent Luo Shan a message via her phone:
"When I get back to Beijing, I'll treat you to beer."
Ha! When the time comes, I'll drink Kvass, and you'll drink strong beer—I'll drink you under the table!
Soon, Luo Shan replied with a message:
"Think about how you're going to pay next month's rent, still thinking about beer? I like that beer, but you can't afford it."
