As he brushed past Zhu Xinning, Jing Zhe felt somewhat lost, as if his former beliefs had been shattered, leaving him feeling empty inside.

"Young Master, where are we going now?"

The simpleton didn't notice anything amiss. Seeing Jing Zhe approaching from afar, he smiled and went up to ask.

"Let's go visit Miss Zhang at her house!"

Life goes on, so why not make a name for yourself? Thinking of this, I felt energized again.

Following the address given by Zhang Xiaoyu, they walked around two streets and sure enough, they saw the Zhang Family Winery signboard swaying in the wind.

Judging by its size alone, Zhang Family Winery has two floors and four large single-story buildings on the front, which is more than enough to be a large restaurant, let alone a winery.

Moreover, the streets outside the distillery are very bustling, with shops lining the streets and a constant stream of pedestrians, making it difficult to lose money by opening a shop in this location.

This Prince of Jin was "deeply in love" with Zhang Xiaoyu. He bought her family's winery and never changed the name, showing his sincerity. It's just a pity that he met Zhang Xiaoyu. If he had met an ordinary girl, she probably would have given in to him long ago.

Next to the winery was a large house. The gate was slightly ajar, and Jing Zhe peeked through and confirmed that it was Zhang Xiaoyu's house.

At that moment, a chubby middle-aged man stood in the courtyard, his face flushed, cursing and swearing.

"What kind of nonsense is it for a young woman like you to stay out all night?"

"I told you not to worry about things at home, didn't you understand?"

"What exactly did you do yesterday? If you don't tell me, please don't come inside!"

His words were filled with worry for his daughter.

At this moment, a woman who bore a resemblance to Zhang Xiaoyu came out and pulled him aside, advising, "Sir, please stop cursing! There are passersby coming and going outside; if they hear this, they'll laugh at you!"

"A joke? I, Zhang Xuexian, am a joke right now. Let them laugh!"

"Uncle, please calm down!"

At this moment, Jing Zhe pushed open the door and entered.

The three family members looked over at the same time. Except for Zhang Xiaoyu, whose eyes were filled with joy and a hint of shyness, the other two were full of doubt.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Xuexian looked at him warily.

Upon entering, Jing Zhe noticed that the courtyard was filled with wine jars, exuding a rich aroma of wine. Zhang Xuexian had clearly drunk quite a bit and was already slightly tipsy.

"Uncle, I am Miss Zhang's friend, Ah Kun."

Then she smiled and said, "Uncle, please don't worry or blame her anymore. We were together last night."

"..."

These words only made Zhang Xuexian more worried.

"You...you brat, you stayed with our Xiaoyu last night? You...where's my knife?"

As he spoke, he began to bend down and search, which startled Jing Zhe.

Holy crap, is he really that irritable?

Madam Zhang quickly came over and pulled him back, "Master, please don't be angry. If you don't believe this young master, don't you believe our Xiaoyu? You know what kind of person Xiaoyu is. Why would she live with a stranger?"

"Auntie is right! Uncle, don't get the wrong idea. We just went to the Taoist temple to pay our respects last night. It was too late, so we stayed there for the night!"

"Really?"

"Yes, Father, our family has been having bad luck lately, and I couldn't bear it, so I went to pray for blessings!"

Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's words, Zhang Xuexian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a sacred place for Taoists; I doubt he would dare to act recklessly.

But her eyebrows still rose as she asked, "How come I've never heard Xiaoyu mention having a friend like you?"

"We just met last night, so it's normal that your uncle hasn't heard of us."

Zhang Xuexian suddenly felt a sense of crisis, as if a pig had invaded his home, and the way he looked at Jing Zhe changed.

"Heh, who do we have here! Let me tell you, if you're also after our Xiaoyu, don't even think about it, get lost!"

This was the first time Jing Zhe had ever met such a hot-tempered guy since he transmigrated.

Don't even mention that he doesn't want to sleep with his girl. With his looks, even if he really wanted to, so what?

"Master, please don't be hasty. Let's hear what Xiaoyu has to say first!"

She glanced at Jing Zhe apologetically as she spoke, "Young Master, please don't be angry. Our master has a bad temper and has been having a lot of worries lately. He also drank some alcohol, which is why he's like this!"

Jing Zhe nodded, indicating that he didn't care.

"Father, Mother, I did meet Young Master Kun just last night, and he even saved my life..."

So he briefly recounted what had happened at the Taoist temple the previous night. Madam Zhang was still shaken after hearing it, but at the same time she looked at Jing Zhe with gratitude. Zhang Xuexian stopped speaking ill of her; given his temperament, this was his way of expressing his thanks.

"Young Master Kun can help our winery revive, that's why my daughter sent him here..."

"Help the distillery make a comeback?"

Zhang Xuexian glanced at Jing Zhe and sneered repeatedly.

"If I can't do anything about it, what can you do? Young master, you saved my daughter's life, and I should thank you, but if you're going to make a move on her, I advise you to give up on that idea!"

"master!"

Madam Zhang grabbed him, scolding, "Young Master Kun hasn't even said anything yet, how do you know he can't help you? Besides, we haven't even asked about Young Master Kun's family background or age, so how do you know he and our Xiaoyu aren't suitable? I think this Young Master Kun is quite nice..."

"..."

It's said that a mother-in-law becomes more and more satisfied with her son-in-law the more she looks at him—but isn't this happening way too fast?

Jing Zhe was instantly dumbfounded.

Zhang Xiaoyu blushed and didn't dare to look at Jing Zhe. She stamped her foot and said, "Mother, what are you saying? It's not what you think. Young Master Kun really came here to help us!"

Jing Zhe quickly replied, "Yes, Uncle and Aunt, I do indeed have a way to help the distillery!"

After hearing his words, Madam Zhang felt a slight sense of disappointment.

How can I help?

He had been running his own distillery for over twenty years and had never come up with a solution, yet a mere young man offered to help him. What else could it be but empty talk?

Zhang Xuexian originally wanted to send him away, but Madam Zhang held him back, so he couldn't be forceful anymore and could only ask a question.

"Since it's a winery, it naturally has to sell wine."

Jing Zhe spoke casually, as if he had already planned everything.

"Get out, get out of here right now!"

But Zhang Xuexian didn't buy it at all. He had given him a chance, but instead of appreciating it, Zhang Xuexian started to show off.

"I've sold alcohol for most of my life. If I could sell it, I wouldn't be in this state. You brat, you dare to boast in front of me. Get lost!"

After Zhang Xuexian finished speaking, he broke free from Madam Zhang's hand and walked forward as if to push Jing Zhe out.

Jing Zhe remained calm and smiled faintly.

“Selling this kind of low-quality, cloudy liquor is obviously not an option, but what about selling strong liquor?”

"..."

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