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Chapter 40 Compared with my wine, everything else is rubbish

"As a ball of nectar, jade wine?" As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the entire shop was slightly stiff.

Ouyang Sanman and Xiao Xiaolong stared at Bu Fang. They were people who loved wine. The nectar and jade liquor was the best wine they had ever drunk so far, but when Bu Fang's mouth was... what a ball?

"Haha! Stinky boss, you're so handsome!" Ouyang Xiaoyi applauded happily, and she liked Bu Fang's confidence feeling.

"Swish, a country bumpkin, has he ever drunk nectar and jade liquor wine? He just spoke wildly." Zhao Ruge sneered disdainfully and curled his lips. The best wine in the Qingfeng Empire, His Majesty the Emperor's choice of wine is not something that a small restaurant owner like Bu Fang can taste?

Bu Fang frowned and looked at Zhao Ruge. He was very familiar with this guy, and for nothing else, just because he tried to use money to smash the door of his store again and again.

"Compared with my wine... other wines are rubbish."

Bu Fang said lightly, feeling full of confidence, and he had absolute confidence in Bingxin Yupot Wine.

"Boss Bu has wine here?" Xiao Xiaolong's eyes lit up, and a hint of redness appeared on his fair face because of excitement.

Bu Fang pointed to the recipe behind him and said nothing.

Everyone understood and turned their heads to look at the recipe...

"Hiss~"

This sound was made by Zhao Ruge. He entered the shop for the first time today and saw the recipe for the first time. Although he had heard a lot of rumors about the sky-high dishes in the shop, he still took a breath when he saw the price with his own eyes.

Ouyang Xiaoyi and others rolled their eyes at him. Zhao Ruge, who had never seen the world... As for such a fuss?

"Bingxin Jade Pot of Wine, a jar of fifteen Yuan Crystals." Xiao Xiaolong whispered.

"Boss Bu's dishes are indeed as expensive as ever." Xiao Yanyu sighed nicely. A jar of wine with fifteen yuan crystals is much more expensive than a jar of nectar and jade liquor with five hundred gold coins.

In this way, in terms of price, nectar and jade wine is indeed... a ball.

"A jar of wine with fifteen yuan crystals? Are you crazy? His wine is worth the price?" Zhao Ruge couldn't believe that the jar of nectar and jade liquor with five hundred gold coins was already considered a sky-high price. The fifteen yuan crystal... is simply to go to heaven!

"Boss Bu! Stop saying anything, just give me a jar! Fortunately, I was so prepared that I knew that Boss Bu's wine was definitely not cheap, so I brought enough Yuanjing." Xiao Xiaolong said excitedly to Bu Fang.

"Boss Bu, give us three brothers a jar too! The lees and fish are so delicious, and the wine is definitely not bad!" Ouyang Zhen said carelessly.

Zhao Ruge raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Xiao Xiaolong and Ouyang Sanman in surprise. They actually bought this expensive wine... Could it be that this wine is really that good?

Suddenly, Zhao Ruge felt ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a jar too!"

Humph, I want to see how confident the wine in this small corner can be sold for fifteen yuan in comparison with nectar and jade liquor!

"Sorry, Bingxin Yuke wine is supplied with three jars a day. You have to drink and come here tomorrow." Bu Fang glanced at Zhao Ruge lightly and said expressionlessly.

Zhao Ruge stopped and his eyes suddenly burst into flames, and he refused me! I have a grudge against you?

"Didn't it mean that the three oaths of supply are supplied? Xiao Xiaolong's one oath, Ouyang's three brothers' one oath, and there is still one oath left and won't sell me? Do you look down on me?"

Zhao Ruge is so angry.

Facing Zhao Ruge who seemed a little angry, Bu Fang was a little strange and confused, but his face was still extremely calm and said, "There is another jar that has been booked."

Booking? Excuses... This must be an excuse! Zhao Ruge was so angry that he looked at Bu Fang's expressionless face and wanted to throw him into a shoe. This girl deserves a beating!

"Then tell me, who booked this third jar of wine? I will use money to smash it until he gives up!" Zhao Ruge said with a gloomy face.

"Oh, you can do whatever you want, just don't make trouble." Bu Fang said lightly, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen. When he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head and asked strangely: "Don't you order other dishes? Just drink wine?"

"Give me some golden stewed wheat." Xiao Yanyu said softly.

Xiao Xiaolong grinned and ordered an enhanced egg fried rice. Ouyang Sanman ordered a lees as usual, and they felt it was like eating the lees.

"Where are you?" Bu Fang's eyes fell on Zhao Ruge.

Zhao Ruge narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's drink the drunken ribs! I want to eat the most expensive ones!"

The others were surprised and found that there was a new dish on the menu. Their eyes were attracted by the Bingxin Yupot Wine.

"Drunk pork ribs? Well, okay." Bu Fang nodded and turned into the kitchen.

Drunk pork ribs, a dish of 50 yuan crystals, is the most expensive dish in the shop so far.

"Zhao Ruge, have you brought enough Yuanjing?" Ouyang Xiaoyi couldn't help asking. Even the little princess of the Ouyang family was a little astonished.

"I am not short of money. What is a mere fifty yuan crystal? Don't forget our bet, Yanyu, wait to travel to the lake and enjoy the moon with me." Zhao Ruge smiled confidently. As the son of the left prime minister, he has his own industry in the imperial capital, and a mere fifty yuan crystal is really nothing.

In fact, when you reach the level of the fifth-grade war king, the number of Yuan crystals required for cultivation is hundreds of thousands of Yuan crystals. To achieve breakthrough accumulation, tens of thousands of Yuan crystals are required.

Yuanjing is nothing to high-quality monks. Although Zhao Ruge is not a high-quality monk, he has many industries, and his industry is still the marketing targets of those monks, so he is not inferior to Yuanjing.

Zhao Ruge sat on the chair with a faint smile, took out the nectar and jade liquor that he brought in the green jade jar. He also brought a few green jade cups, poured a few glasses of wine, and said to Xiao Yanyu and others: "Come on, sit down and taste the nectar and jade liquor first."

It is natural that the nectar and jade liquor can be selected as the imperial wine by the emperor and is rated as the number one fine wine in the Qingfeng Empire. As soon as the cup is filled, the rich aroma of wine spreads instantly.

Xiao Xiaolong and Ouyang Sanman could no longer help it.

However, just as they were about to taste the nectar and jade wine, a figure slowly stepped into the shop, with calm steps as if it was carrying strange magic.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the figure at the door.

He was wearing a black robe and a long sword wrapped in rags. He was wearing a black veil and hat and couldn't see his face clearly. He was slender and had an extremely mysterious aura.

As soon as this person stepped into the shop, the air in the shop seemed to be a little colder.

Ouyang Sanman's muscles suddenly shrank, and he looked at the mysterious man with a hat with great vigilance. They felt a very terrifying aura from the man.

This breath makes the true qi in their bodies automatically operate...it is self-protection in crisis.

Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Xiaolong were both stunned and stared at them tightly. They could feel the gaze under the black veil as if it was falling on them.

"Who are you?!" Zhao Ruge frowned and asked coldly. This person was a little strange.

At the moment of the imperial capital, many sect masters are hidden in it. Perhaps... this person is also a sect master.

"Me? I'm just a diner." A hoarse voice sounded like a matte. The mysterious man sat directly on the seat at the door and placed the long sword wrapped in rags on the table.

The rag seemed to be a little old, and it was washed white and stiff.

"What do you want to order?" Ouyang Xiaoyi asked timidly. This person's aura was so terrible.

"I booked Bingxin Yuke Pot with Boss Bu yesterday, and I came here to get the wine today." The man said in a hoarse voice.

Get wine?!

Everyone was shocked, and then looked at Zhao Ruge strangely. This guy seemed to have said he wanted to spend money to buy the last jar of Bingxin Jade Pot from the booking person.

Zhao Ruge was stunned, then his lips curled up and sat gracefully opposite the man, confidently saying, "I will pay three times the price for selling Bingxin Jade Pot to me."

"No," the man replied indifferently.

Zhao Ruge frowned and continued: "Five times the price."

"I said, I won't sell it."

"Do you know who I am? Are you going to offend me?" Zhao Ruge was rejected for two consecutive offers. He was also angry and threatened with a cold face.

Finally, the man's eyes seemed to finally raise and land on Zhao Ruge. A hoarse voice sounded, as shocked as thunder.
Chapter completed!
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