Chapter 1226 Should We Still Buy It?

It is extremely serious among the dwarves to talk about one's own treasured wine.

And with Fan Zan's identity, there is no possibility of defaulting on the debt.

As a result, a large number of dwarf people filed into Qi Le's shop.

After entering the store, the first thing he saw was Qi Le standing behind the counter.

“Can such a young winemaker really make any good wine?”

"That's right, Fan Zan, you can't tell the difference between good and bad wine because your tongue has been damaged by eating."

"It seems that this time, Fan Zan, you must bring out the wine you have collected."

No matter what kind of skill you are a master of, it all takes time to polish and verify.

Although the possibility of being gifted cannot be ruled out.

But this situation is too rare.

What's more, no matter how talented you are, it cannot be separated from the training and accumulation of time.

Therefore, Qi Le's young and delicate face is really not enough to make these dwarves trust him.

"Huh? What do you... need?"

Qi Le's eyes moved back and forth between Fan Zan and the group of dwarves, and finally stopped at the group of dwarves.

"Wine, we're just here to drink."

"That's right, we heard from Fan Zan that you have some good wine here. Where is it?"

Several quick-talking dwarves immediately spoke up.

"As for the wine, it's on the shelf over there."

"You can get it if you need it, but you can only get one bottle per person."

Qi Le pointed to the shelf area.

"Don't worry, we just want to taste it so that Fan Zan can be convinced and take out the wine he treasures."

"Yes, one bottle is enough."

After hearing Qi Le's last words, everyone smiled indifferently.

Then he followed the direction of Qi Le's finger and rushed towards the shelf area.

However, the porcelain bottle containing the sauce-flavored liquor was so small that the dwarfs searched for a long time before confirming that the small porcelain bottle was indeed a wine bottle.

"No way, such a small amount of wine should be sold for ten spiritual crystals?"

"It's not like Fan Zan brought us to a black shop."

"Such a small wine bottle, the wine inside is not enough for me to take a sip, how dare you sell it so expensively!"

After seeing these porcelain bottles that were less than half the size of their palms, the dwarfs all opened their eyes with expressions of disbelief.

In their minds, wine is always served in jars and drank from large bowls.

No matter how bad it is, it is still a large wine bottle, enough for people to drink.

But I have never seen such a stingy porcelain bottle.

"Then shall we still buy it?"

All the dwarves looked at each other.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.

"purchase!"

"Just think of these ten spiritual crystals as a way to drink the wine that Fan Zan has collected."

Dozens of bottles of Maotai-flavor liquor were placed on the counter.

After paying for the spiritual crystal, every dwarf in the store held a small porcelain bottle in their hands.

The ivory white porcelain bottle looks very elegant, but it is completely inconsistent with the rough temperament of the dwarf people.

But no one cares about this kind of thing.

The dwarves don't know how to appreciate it either.

So after getting the wine bottle, the first thing to do is to punch the bottle cap.

Suddenly, the strong aroma of dozens of bottles of Maotai-flavor liquor wafted out and then mixed together.

It forms an extremely mellow and long aroma that is almost solid.

Hovering around the store.