She looked at Jun Aohan excitedly.
"Have a taste!"
Jun Aohan looked at her expression as if she was offering a treasure.
Suddenly I felt a little sweet in my heart.
He picked up the wine glass and took a slow sip.
A sweetness quickly flowed into his heart.
Then, there was a surge of spicy air.
The faint fragrance and aftertaste overflowed in every cell in his body.
Is this what drinking feels like?
He has lived for more than twenty years, and this is the first time he has tasted it.
"How about it?"
Ye Qingli asked nervously.
"Yeah, it tastes good."
Jun Aohan put down the wine glass.
His eyes were full of emotion.
His eyes sparkled like stars.
"Qingli, thank you."
This seemed to be the first time Ye Qingli had done something so troublesome for himself.
Just because he had never tasted wine before.
But unfortunately, his blazing eyes did not receive a response from Ye Qingli.
Ye Qingli said excitedly at this time.
"Tell me, if I sell this wine, how much silver can I get for a pot?"
She was calculating the cost repeatedly in her mind.
The cost of this jug of wine.
Probably only one or two.
If you take it out and sell it...
"Um……"
She counted on her fingers.
"Why do you want one hundred taels? No, it must be two hundred taels! If you ask for less, you will be sorry for those rich people! No, five hundred taels! Take it out and say it, it will be more respectable!"
She was talking to herself excitedly.
Then, I noticed a chill coming from my side.
She turned around and saw that all the servants had disappeared.
Jun Aohan's body began to exude a chill.
A layer of frost began to condense on the ground.
This man began to radiate anger from the inside out.
Ye Qingli blinked.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Jun Aohan's voice sounded like a burning flame.
"You mean, you didn't brew this wine specifically for me, but you wanted to sell it?"
"Well……"
Ye Qingli suddenly realized that he had done something wrong.
"Ha ha……"
She laughed awkwardly.
He patted Jun Aohan's face.
"Of course it's specially brewed for you. But it's not easy to come up with a recipe. You can't drink that much anyway, so don't waste it."
"no."
His answer was decisive.
This is obviously his own woman who helped him brew the wine.
Exclusively for yourself.
How could you give it to another man to drink?
It was as if someone had taken away her feelings.
Jun Aohan felt very unhappy just thinking about it.
"The so-called happiness of oneself is not as good as the happiness of everyone. We have good things, and we should let the general public enjoy them..."
"no."
Jun Aohan's voice was cold and there was no room for negotiation at all.
"We can make a lot of money by selling this wine..."
It doesn't work to use reason or emotion when seeing Xiao.
Ye Qingli began to lure him for profit.
"How much can you sell? I'll replenish it for you tenfold."
Jun Aohan made the conditions without blinking an eye.
Ye Qingli was suddenly speechless...
She forgot that this guy was a rich man with several gold mines in his hands.
Alas, my plan to open restaurants all over Daluo has been aborted before I even had a plan...
Jun Aohan saw her somewhat depressed mood.
He lowered his head and whispered: "If you really want to open a wine shop, I can help you."
