Peach Blossom Wine Industry's distillery was located not too far from Chen Hai's home, just over a kilometer away.
After dinner, with nothing better to do, Chen Hai pretended he was taking a stroll as he walked toward the distillery.
He had been busy refining Fine Gold for some time recently.
Although he knew that with the advertising on CCTV now live, Peach Blossom Fairy Brew had officially hit the market, he hadn't yet been to check it out.
It wasn't that he didn't care about the affairs of the distillery, but rather the Storage Bag had a clear, more significant appeal to him.
All the way there, Chen Hai's pace was unhurried.
His visit to the distillery was just to have a look around; he was not in a rush.
When he arrived at the gate of the distillery, half an hour had passed.
A row of more than a dozen trucks was parked next to the Great Path at the entrance to the distillery.
None of the license plates on those trucks started with "Xiang", clearly all from out of town.
