After saying that, he turned around and called out, "Han Yun, come here!"
Hearing this, Han Yun, who had been waiting nearby, immediately jogged in, "Young Master, what is it?"
A glance at the empty wine jar made my heart start pounding.
He felt that he had made a huge mistake today!
"Bring out the best wine from our restaurant; this wine won't do."
"This is top-quality Zhuyeqing, with a lingering taste," Ji Xuan said with some curiosity. "Although it can't compare to tribute wine, it's not bad either. Does Brother Han have any better wine?"
Ji Xuan personally was very satisfied with the food and wine at Wuweilou.
While not as fine as tribute wine, it was considered top-notch among the common people, offering a unique flavor.
"It's not much of a secret, I might as well tell you," Han Yi said with a smile. "This kind of wine is the treasure of the Han family, it's no less than the tribute wine. It's extremely complicated to make, and we can only make five jars a month, which is a mere hundred catties. We originally planned to transport it to the capital to sell, but now that we've met Brother Wang, it's all fate."
"Oh?" Ji Xuan became interested. "It's just as good as the tribute wine. I must try it."
He found it hard to believe that such good wine could exist in the common people.
Han Yi smiled but didn't say anything after noticing this.
A moment later, Han Yun walked over carrying an unopened wine jar and placed it on the table.
"A jar weighing twenty catties?" Ji Xuan glanced at the two-catty Zhuyeqing liquor and exclaimed, "Brother Han has a huge capacity for alcohol!"
"It hasn't been bottled yet," Han Yi said, taking the wine and opening it. "This jar of wine is worth ten thousand taels of silver. I feel an instant connection with you today, Brother Wang, and I invite you to enjoy this fine wine together."
"Ten thousand taels of silver, what a boastful tone," Qi Yong couldn't help but gasp. "Even the finest wines from the Western Regions are no better than this."
He refused to believe that this wine could compare to the finest brew from the Western Regions!
Qi Yong's initial goodwill towards Han Yi vanished completely because of those words.
He felt the man was too flamboyant.
"Whether it is or not, you'll know once you try it." After saying this, Han Yi poured wine for the two of them, "Brother Wang, please give it a try."
After saying that, he sat down and began to taste it.
One bite and his expression immediately changed.
Immediately, I thought to myself: My aunt is truly insightful!
Qi Yong had been observing Han Yi, and when he saw Han Yi's expression change drastically, he immediately wanted to reprimand him.
Before he could even speak, he heard his own emperor exclaim, "Fine wine, an unparalleled brew!"
Han Yi calmly regained his composure and asked with a smile, "Brother Wang, is this wine worth ten thousand taels of silver?"
"Worth it!" Ji Xuan downed the wine in one gulp. "A peerless brew, even better than tribute wine."
It is said that true masters are often found among ordinary people. He used to take this lightly, thinking that the Ji family had gathered all the heroes, talents, and skilled craftsmen in the world. But today he realized that the common people are indeed not to be underestimated.
"Master," Qi Yong said in great surprise, "does this wine truly deserve such high praise?"
"Deserves it."
How does it compare to Jun'an Cellar Wine?
Upon hearing this, Ji Xuan did not answer, but pointed to the wine jar and said, "Try it yourself."
"Thank you for the reward, Master."
After bowing respectfully, Qi Yong immediately picked up his wine cup and drank.
Upon entering the room, his expression immediately changed drastically, and he sighed, "It was only because I was like a frog in a well that I had such a limited view of the world."
With her eyes closed, Ji Xuan slowly spoke, "It is sweet and mellow on the palate, with a lingering pear blossom flavor. The aroma permeates the stomach, leaving an endless aftertaste. It is truly a fine wine."
What's even more special is that wine has an indescribable quality, like a gentle breeze and white clouds, intangible yet real... clear and mellow!
Ji Xuan made a decision: upon returning to the palace, she would designate this wine as tribute wine.
"Thank you for your kind words, Brother Wang," Han Yi said with a smile, filling his cup with wine. "Let's drink this fine wine together!"
Han Yi showed no outward change, but inwardly he was evaluating the jar of wine.
While the taste has improved, its nourishing effect on the body has decreased by at least 60%, making it only 30% more effective than medicinal wine.
It doesn't have that warm, cozy feeling you get from drinking it.
Clearly, these are only second-rate wines.
Is this wine worth ten thousand taels of silver?
The answer is yes.
If he had never tasted the wine from his own home, he would be willing to spend not just 10,000, but 20,000.
"Let's drink to the finest wine!"
The more she drank, the better it tasted. Ji Xuan drank almost half a jin before stopping, while Han Yi drank twice as much.
Ji Xuan was a little drunk, and sighed with narrowed eyes, "This trip was worthwhile, truly worthwhile!"
The common people are indeed more vibrant than the unchanging imperial palace.
Whether it was her imagination or not, Ji Xuan felt that her body had become more energetic.
"Brother Wang, what brings you here? Is there anything I can do to help?" Slightly tipsy, Han Yi spoke with a hint of alcohol on his breath, and seemed more carefree than usual. "I am not very talented, but I can only offer a small favor."
“It’s just a few cats and dogs,” Ji Xuan said, her eyes glistening with a dreamy light. “I can handle it myself, Brother Han, please don’t worry.”
"It's good that Brother Wang knows what's going on," Han Yi said, getting up and stretching. "I'm so sleepy, I'll take a short nap."
"Young Master, shall we return to the old house?"
"I'm not going back," Han Yi narrowed his eyes, very unhappy. "I get annoyed just seeing that old man. He's never done anything reliable except tricking his son."
"Hey," Ji Xuan said excitedly as she leaned closer, "Your old man isn't reliable either?"
“He’s more than just unreliable,” Han Yi put his arm around Ji Xuan’s shoulder, “He’s a menace, he killed my grandfather and now he’s going to ruin me!”
"I……"
"Master!" Qi Yong coughed lightly to remind him.
“We are truly in the same boat,” Ji Xuan said, her face flushing with excitement. “My father was the same way. If I hadn’t been so clever, he would have been dead long ago.”
"Why doesn't your mother protect your brother?"
“I lost my mother at a young age and never received her protection.”
"So it was with me," Han Yi said, tightening his grip on Ji Xuan's arm. "When I was young, I was considered an ominous person."
That's why he doesn't want to get married.
Women in the world generally have two faces.
On the surface, she appears gentle, virtuous, dignified, and kind, but behind the scenes, she utters extremely vicious words to helpless young children.
His harshness makes him unbearable to speak frankly.
In the backyard, the more beautiful a woman is, the more venomous she is; the more patient a woman is, the more ruthless she is.
Han Yi later discovered that these poisonous and stupid women were nothing special, but in his heart, he wanted to avoid them at all costs.
I always feel that having such a venomous snake next to my pillow means I could be bitten at any moment, and I can't sleep soundly.
"So it was for me too," Ji Xuan recalled a long time ago, "fortunately, I was protected by my grandfather."
“After Grandpa passed away,” Han Yi looked up at the sky, hiding the bitterness in his eyes, “every day felt like walking on thin ice.”
He thought of the old man's sudden passing, the chaos in the Han family, the manager's treacherous intentions, the rival company cutting off supplies, and the suppliers raising prices...
"I am the same," Ji Xuan said, her eyes slightly red. "I bear the heavy responsibility of our ancestors, working tirelessly day and night without daring to slack off in the slightest."
After Ji Xuan ascended the throne, his position destined him to become a lonely ruler.
He thought no one understood his loneliness, but today he met Han Yi, who was in the same situation.
The shared emotions brought the two closer together, and they became intimate.
The two, drunk and devoid of their usual wit and shrewdness, acted solely on instinct, embracing each other and sobbing uncontrollably...
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