Chapter 149 On the Roof in a Cold, Moonlit Night

It took 15 minutes for Qian Shuhua to return with two bowls in hand. The bowls looked ordinary, but they were as wide as three fists. Ordinarily, they would be used to hold noodles, and even brash martial artists and mountain bandits rarely used them for drinking liquor. Even though stories frequently described drinking by the bowls and eating in big mouthfuls, one would still have to choose the right size of drinking bowl or cup to avoid death by intoxication. Qian Shuxiao's expression immediately changed as he saw the bowls Qian Shuhua was bringing over. "Sister, how could you use that for drinking? Let's stop this foolishness, alright? Normal cups are good enough." Qian Shuhua placed the bowls on the table without even bothering about her brother. Her eyebrows arched as she said, "What do you think about using these bowls for drinking? If you think they're too big, I can change them. It wouldn't be a problem; not everyone can use them for drinking, you should judge your