Chapter 1212: : Occupied Kurdish

"Although the manager Qi said, everyone is limited to one bottle per day."
"But it didn't say that a person can only drink one bottle a day."
Fan Zan seemed to have suddenly realized.
"Kurd, don't drink it at all, just give it to me."
"I will come out these ten spirit crystals."
As soon as Fan Zan said it, he felt that this was a brilliant idea.
Before he finished speaking, Fan Zan pulled out ten spirit crystals.
"Wait, Master Fanzan, I'll drink this wine or not, or wait until I taste it."
After listening to Fanzan's words, Kurd became more interested in this sauce-flavored liquor.
Of course, the dwarves love wine.
However, the dwarves do not like to drink ordinary low-quality wine.
After all, when you truly love something, you must expect the higher the quality of such something, the better.
Blending wine can not attract the interest of these drinkers.
Therefore, the wine that can make Fan Zan so fond of, even willing to pull down his face to say such words, must be of very high quality.
As soon as the cap was opened, the strong and mellow aroma of wine wafted out immediately. .
Kurd leaned to the mouth of the bottle and took a deep breath, suddenly showing a drunken expression on his face.
The aroma of the wine at the mouth of the bottle, its richness, and the aroma of the wine that escaped into the store, are at a completely different level.
The fragrant aroma of wine, even Kurdish, who was originally not interested in wine, was instantly conquered.
As a result, Kurd was so drunk that he involuntarily drank a sip of sauce-flavored liquor.
The mellow and pure taste suddenly burst out in the mouth.
"Sure enough, good wine!"
Kurdish eyes gleamed, and he yelled this sentence from the bottom of his heart.
The preferences may be different, but the pursuit of good taste is the same.
The sauce-flavored liquor produced by the system has this magical power that goes beyond the limits of preference and conquer every customer.
"They all said it was a good drink."
"Manager Qi, can you let me drink a bottle too."
Yafeier sat on the sofa, seeing this scene, was even more moved.
However, taking into account Qi Le's persuasion, Yafeier still did not take direct action.
"Good food, good drinks, and many more."
"Don't worry about wine anymore."
Qi Le spared no effort to exhort Yafeier.
No, to be precise, it should be good advice to all customers who are not old enough and want to drink.
However, whether the other party will listen to advice is not within Qi Le's consideration.
It's time to persuade me anyway, if I have to drink it.
Qi Le will still collect the spirit crystal.
Because the goods in the store are not discounted.
"Then I'll just listen to the manager, I'm full anyway."
Yafer leaned on the sofa and dangled his calves, the round furry ears on both sides of his head trembling slightly.
To be honest, by looking at his appearance, Yafeier is indeed harmless.
But in terms of combat effectiveness, within the Grandmaster level, Yafil is probably a rare opponent.
"How about, Kurdish, I didn't lie to you."
Fanzan looked at Kurdish's shining eyes and knew that the idea of ​​cheating and drinking from his hands must have failed.
"I still believe in Master Fanzan's tasting ability."
Kurdish returned while enjoying the mellow aroma of sauce-flavored liquor.
As for Fanzan’s previous proposal, Kurdish has automatically ignored it.
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