"Wait, there's one more thing I need to bring you." Lin Yue ran back into the room to fetch the half-bottle of wine left and gave it to Zhao Erhu to take with him. The nights were chilly in the mountains, and a bit of wine could help warm the body. This small bottle had been a gift from her great-uncle some time ago. Lin Yue had used half of it for cooking, and if she had known that Erhu could use it during his hunting trips, she would have saved it. However, after tasting the wine, Lin Yue found that it tasted similar to the rice wine she'd brewed before, but not as good; there was an added sour and astringent flavor that ruined the taste of the wine. She still had the bag of sticky rice that her great-uncle had given her last time, and planned to make some yeast cakes and brew her own wine once the weather warmed up.