Speaking of 白酒, this is a shot taken in downstairs' barbecue shop."Another cup." A be-jumpered middle-aged man shouted at the waitress from behind me. "Make that half a cup - a whole cup will be too much". The waitress carefully filled his small glass to the halfway mark, from what I had assumed was a tiny water cooler and I thought "Well that's an odd thing to say".
On closer inspection, I noticed the word 酒 or alcohol printed on the machine and the barrel's sticker.
"What is that? 白酒?" I asked the waitress.
"Sure. Do you want some?"
"怎么买?" (literally "how to buy") I asked, meaning to ask what the price was.
"We just buy a barrel of the stuff and stick it in the machine". She looked puzzled.
"Uhh 几块一杯" I rephrased myself - "How much per cup?"
"Oh right. 2 RMB (13p)". I did the sums. 200ml of 51% alcohol for 13p. Death for less than a pound.
"No thanks. Maybe next time."
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