These baijiu were brewed by Bulma's company under Vegeta's direction, following the style of his previous life.
While Maotai might have had a special recipe, it was no problem for Vegeta. As a god, tasting the flavor of baijiu a few more times would be enough to recreate the appropriate taste.
After developing Maotai, Vegeta found a space with extremely slow time flow and placed the Maotai inside. In this space, 10 years outside would be equivalent to 1 day inside. Vegeta had been preparing the Maotai for a long time.
Vegeta stored these brewed liquors inside for over 100 years. Consequently, when these baijiu were opened, the aroma was incredibly rich and intoxicating.
The Gods of Destruction, Kaioshins, and Angels present all drank with great joy. They had never tasted such excellent liquor before. Sidra, having found good wine, drank several more bottles, even draining the liquor from the tables.
"Where's the liquor? Hurry up and get me more!" Sidra shouted loudly.
"Lord Sidra, please wait a moment. The liquor will be here shortly," Angel Mojito advised.
"It's because Lord Sidra drank too quickly. The liquor on the other tables isn't finished yet," Kaioshin Gowasu added.
"Enough talk, I want to drink," Sidra retorted.
Vegeta, holding his wine cup, walked towards the table of the Ninth Universe, intending to persuade Sidra to wait a moment, as the liquor would arrive soon.
Originally, Vegeta had planned to seat the Gods of Destruction at one table, the Kaioshins at another, and the Angels at a third. However, Rumsshi and Kusu suggested that it wouldn't be appropriate. If the Gods of Destruction sat together and drank, they would inevitably start fighting. In that case, the wedding banquet would be ruined. It was even possible that Vegeta's Realm of Kai would be severely damaged. Of course, the Angels could repair his Realm of Kai with their staffs, but the wedding would be a complete disaster.
Vegeta considered it and agreed. Therefore, following the suggestions of Kusu and Rumsshi, he divided the guests by universe. Additionally, apart from Universe 2 and Universe 10 being seated relatively close, other tables were further apart. Vegeta feared they might start fighting. Fighting at his wedding would be highly inappropriate. Anyone who dared to cause trouble today, he would kill a few days later!
Seeing Sidra shouting loudly, Vegeta felt a pang of annoyance. However, adopting a mindset of it being a joyous occasion, he decided not to dwell on it. Vegeta, with his wine cup, prepared to go over to toast, and perhaps say a few pleasant words.
Just then, Bulma, who was beside Vegeta, trembled slightly, feeling a bit dizzy and almost falling to the ground. Bulma couldn't hold her liquor well, and her entire body exuded the aroma of wine and her natural fragrance.
Vegeta stepped forward and supported Bulma's waist. "Perhaps we should go home and rest?" Vegeta suggested. What was the point of toasting now? His wife was practically drunk.
"No need... there are still three tables left. Over there is the Ninth Universe, then Goku and his people, and your clansmen," Bulma said softly.
"How about I sober you up?" Vegeta offered.
"No way. The whole point of drinking is this feeling of being tipsy. Wouldn't it be better if I just drank plain water!" Bulma pouted. "Today is our big day, I want to get a little drunk."
"A little drunk is fine, but 'a little bit'..." Vegeta teased.
"Annoying, don't copy what others say," Bulma huffed, her eyes filled with affection.
Meanwhile.
"The liquor is here! The liquor is here!" Krillin exclaimed, about to deliver two bottles of baijiu to the Ninth Universe.
"Wait a moment, Krillin, let me go," Yamcha stepped forward, taking the two bottles of baijiu from Krillin's hands, and said to Krillin.
"Huh?" Krillin was taken aback.
"That bearded fellow looks like he has a bad temper. I'm worried something might go wrong. Let me go... If anything unexpected happens, I believe Vegeta will forgive my past mistakes," Yamcha said with a smile.
"What are you talking about? Didn't Vegeta forgive you long ago?" Krillin replied.
Yamcha smiled, holding the two bottles of baijiu, and walked towards Sidra's table.
"The liquor is here, the liquor is here!" Yamcha handed the two bottles of baijiu to Sidra.
"Open it!" Sidra glanced at Yamcha and ordered with a cold face.
"Ah... certainly." Yamcha nodded and immediately opened one of the Maotai bottles, pouring a full cup for Sidra with both hands.
Sidra drank it down in one gulp.
"Good liquor!" Sidra smiled in satisfaction.
"Eat well, drink well," Yamcha said with a smile, about to turn and leave.
"Hey, kid, what are you drinking?" Sidra suddenly asked.
"Me?" Yamcha turned, pointing to his nose.
"Who do you think I'm talking to?" Sidra snorted.
"Ah... I'm drinking this too," Yamcha replied.
"What class? Drinking the same liquor as me!" Sidra was immediately displeased. This guy is just a mortal, drinking the same liquor as me!
Yamcha: "????"
Yamcha was completely bewildered. What class was he? He was drinking the same liquor as Sidra, so what?
"Bang!"
Sidra sent a palm strike through the air, which hit Yamcha through the airflow. Yamcha, unable to withstand an attack from a God of Destruction, let out a muffled sound. His body flew upwards, spun several times in the air, and traced an arc.
"Boom!"
Yamcha crashed onto the green grass in the distance, leaving a crater in the ground. The next moment, Yamcha assumed the standard "Yamcha Pose."
Yamcha was dead. He had been hit by Sidra's attack. Although it was just through the air, it was still too much for a mortal to endure from a God of Destruction.
Angel Mojito: "..."
Kaioshin Gowasu: "..."
Both were utterly speechless. Mojito rubbed his forehead, not knowing what to say.
"Lord Sidra, no matter how bad your temper is, you shouldn't kill someone," Mojito sighed.
Sidra: "..."
Sidra himself never expected that he would kill that mortal with just a light touch.
"Hmph, he was too fragile," Sidra retorted stubbornly, his drunkenness receding somewhat.
"This isn't appropriate, considering it's the wedding banquet for the Kaioshin of Universe 10," Gowasu wiped his brow.
"I said, he was too fragile!" Sidra gritted his teeth. "Besides, he should have separated the liquor. Why would mortals drink the same liquor as us gods?"
This action immediately drew the attention of everyone present. They all looked towards Yamcha, who lay on the ground.
"Yamcha!" Krillin rushed forward first, checking Yamcha's body.
Son Goku also went over. "He... he's dead," Krillin's whole body was trembling.
"What? Yamcha was killed?" Son Goku's brow furrowed.
Vegeta's expression turned extremely grim. Rumsshi also immediately snapped back to attention and quickly appeared beside Vegeta.