Ji Minghui smiled and said, "After lunch, Minghui will go elsewhere with his classmates. Please have fun, cousin-in-law, Minghui can't be with him."

After chatting for a few more words, Ji Minghui returned to the private room.

Ye Guoguo and Ji Jingbai continued to walk forward.

In the innermost private room, Sheng Qianling had already sat down and was holding a purple clay pot. She poured her a cup of tea for herself elegantly and leisurely. When she saw them coming in, she took two small purple clay tea cups from the tray and poured them one by one.

The table is placed by the window, and the window is open, and the view is very good.

Ye Guoguo and Ji Jingbai sat together, that is, opposite Sheng Qianling.

Knowing that Sheng Qianling doesn't like Ji Minghui very much now, Ye Guoguo and Ji Jingbai didn't mention Ji Minghui either, but just talked about something else.

There is no need to order any dishes, the shopkeeper directly lets the best dishes to go to the restaurant.

Before the Yeguoguo had finished drinking a cup of tea, the dishes started serving.

As for the wine, the shopkeeper did not give in directly, but lowered his head and asked Ji Jingbai in a low voice: "Prince, the Qiu Lubai you want has been sent from the imperial capital."

Autumn dew white?

Ye Guoguo's face was confused and didn't understand what this was.

Ji Jingbai first answered his little wife: "Wine."

Still good wine.

When Ye Guoguo heard this, the eyes of the two deer were lit up instantly.

Seeing that his young wife was like this, Ji Jingbai first curled his lips and smiled before asking the shopkeeper: "How many jars have you brought?"

"There are only two jars." After a pause, the shopkeeper quickly said: "Actually, there are two jars, but no matter how high the price is, the playboy will refuse to sell them. He also said that if the prince had not bought them, he would not even give us two jars, and would have kept four jars for himself."

Ji Jingbai nodded, "Take one jar up, and prepare another jar there. When I leave, I will take it away."

"Yes." The shopkeeper then left the private room.

Ye Guoguo asked her husband curiously: "Honey, what kind of wine is Qiulubai? Why are there so few jars? Who is that playboy? Is the person who makes Qiulubai?"

Before Ji Jingbai could speak, Sheng Qianling smiled and said, "Hua Jiyue is indeed the one who makes autumn dew white. In this world, only Hua Jiyue can make autumn dew white. But he has a quirk. He only makes ten jars of autumn dew white a year, but he doesn't accept disciples, doesn't run a winery, and brews it himself. If you want to sell it, you don't want to sell your knife on his neck, and he won't sell the wine to you."

Ye Guoguo's eyes were even brighter when she heard it. This person has a personality!

Knowing that Sheng Qianling hadn't finished speaking, Ye Guoguo was not in a hurry to speak.

Sure enough, Sheng Qianling was still saying: "Because the autumn dew is extremely clear and pure, and the taste is very good, it is a good wine that is hard to get for the imperial capital. It is also the face of my uncle. Otherwise, why would Hua Jiyue be willing to take two jars? I once heard Hua Jiyue say that he brewed wine for no purpose, but for himself. Therefore, the autumn dew that he often brewed into his own stomach."

"So personality!" Ye Guoguo praised. "Then why is this wine called Qiu Lubai?"

Sheng Qianling said with uncertainty: "It seems that it is called so until the dew in autumn nights is used. I don't know how to make it." Speaking of this, Sheng Qianling smiled again: "Otherwise, he wouldn't be the only person in the world who can make the dew white in autumn."

At this time, the shopkeeper came in respectfully again, with a tray in his hands, and a small jar of wine was placed on it.

It's really a small jar.

What a small jar.

In the eyes of Yeguoguo.

About three pounds.
Chapter completed!