Chapter 1211: Intentional Movement

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If there is a Brewmaster in the dwarves, maybe the status is higher than that of the average Blacksmith.

After all, forging masters are not lacking in the dwarves.

However, the brewmasters in the dwarves have also appeared in ancient books.

As of now, that doesn't exist.

So, what is rare is more expensive.

Master is the same.

After the number is large, it will not appear so sublime.

"Limited to one bottle per person per day."

Qi Le knew what Fan Zan was thinking, so he reminded him again with a blank face.

"But, Manager Qi, this bottle of wine is really too little."

Fanzan gestured to the wine bottle that raised his hand.

For the dwarf clansmen, no matter how much wine is, it is not enough.

Anyway, it's not until you don't drink, or you drink until you're drunk.

That little bit of wine is not enough.

"No, the rules are the rules. If you still want to drink, come back tomorrow."

Qi Le shook his head and said slowly.

This state of wanting to be full at one time as soon as you drink good wine is not a good thing.

If you really want to drink it once, you may have to lie directly in the store.

So hunger marketing is better.

Just remember to keep customers coming.

What's more, this is also for the sake of the customer's body.

"Since Manager Qi said so, then I'll come back tomorrow."

Fan Zan heard Qi Le's tone and knew that this matter was not discussed.

So I can only reluctantly compromise.

It is really a painful thing to have good wine in front of you, but not to drink freely.

He probably knew that there were only so many wines today, so Fan Zan, who always liked to drink in big gulps, also changed it to small gulps of wine tasting.

However, sixty milliliters is not much.

Even if it's just a small sip, it won't last long.

"Master Fanzan, is this wine really that good?"

Kurd looked a little moved and couldn't help asking aloud.

"Of course it's delicious, Kurd, I'm not saying it. Manager Qi's wine is definitely the best wine I've ever had."

"none of them!"

Fanzan's evaluation of Maotai-flavor liquor is very high.

This time, Kurd also came to be interested.

Then I looked at the price next to the shelf, ten spirit crystals per bottle.

He looked back at the wine bottle in Fanzan's hand.

"This... Master Fanzan, a bottle of ten spirit crystals, don't you think it's too expensive?"

Looking at the price, Kurd felt that it was a bit inappropriate.

The elves have never felt anything about wine.

Therefore, spending ten spirit crystals to buy a bottle of wine that is no more than two mouthfuls at most, Kurd felt that it was not worthwhile.

"Expensive? How could it be expensive!"

"This price is the right price for this fine wine!"

Fan Zan immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.

The value of this Maotai-flavored liquor is entirely a matter of opinion.

For Fanzan, ten spirit crystals are considered cheap.

"Since Master Fan Zan said so, then I'll give it a try."

Once Kurd's interest came, he didn't bother to care about the price.

After all, the aroma of Maotai-flavor liquor is still very attractive.

"If you don't like it, you can give it to me..."

"and many more!"

After Fanzan said something casually next to Kurd, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

"Although everyone is limited to one bottle per day, there is no limit to one bottle per person."

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