Unlike Jiang Feng, who had only tried Riesling on his first bar visit and didn't know much about other cocktails, Sister-in-Law had an astonishing capacity for alcohol. Amidst the slow and melodious guitar music, she downed several of Wu Jialiang's specially mixed cocktails, commenting on each one after she finished.
More than half of the Margarita remained in front of Jiang Feng, while Sister-in-Law had already had three cups.
During the time they had been drinking, a steady stream of customers entered the bar. Contrary to Jiang Feng's expectation of patrons in their early twenties, most of these customers were around thirty, and some were even older.
The stage was still occupied only by the guitarist, who played one song after another without any sign of a singer.
"Wu Jialiang, have you opened a bar without even hiring a singer?" Sister-in-Law, already slightly drunk, called him by his name.