An Xin sat on the floor on a thick cushion with a desk in front of him.

Seeing Gongsun Lanyue sitting next to him in an unrestrained and uninhibited posture, An Xin wondered if it was the Minister of Personnel Gongsun Hong who had taken the wrong child for some reason.

Apart from her exquisite and beautiful face, Gongsun Lanyue's height of nearly 1.7 meters and her bold and lively personality make her look nothing like the daughter of a civil official. Instead, she looks more like a girl raised in a military general's family.

"Ms. Gongsun's mother is the daughter of a military commander."

An Xin turned sideways to look at Jiang Xuan who was already drinking tea, and raised her hand to touch her face. Was she so obvious? However, Jiang Xuan's explanation also made An Xin understand the temperament of this girl and why she was a bit heartless and tomboyish.

"Sister An's berry wine is the most mellow and pleasant, and extremely delicious." Gongsun Lanyue glanced at Jiang Xuan and moved a little closer to An Xin.

He whispered, "It's really expensive. Normally, I would go bankrupt if I only ordered a few drinks here.

Someone is treating us today, and if we don't take advantage of this opportunity, we'd be a fool. We're going to have a few more drinks tonight."

An Xin glanced at Gongsun Lanyue. What should he do since this girl seemed a bit outgoing?

However, looking at the innocent little girl who was simply happy because someone was treating her, An Xin felt that there was nothing wrong with having such a little sister.

Besides, this girl is quite suitable for my temper and appearance.

An Xin felt that fruit wine was similar to modern beverages, so he said, "Why don't we each have a bottle first, and then order more if it's not enough."

"Ah! Is this... okay?" Gongsun Lanyue was shocked. "We are not going to stay here and sell ourselves to pay off our debts after we finish drinking, right?!"

Feng Yujue tapped his fiancée’s forehead with his bent fingers, “What nonsense are you talking about.”

An Xin looked around and said, "Isn't it just drinking a bottle of fruit wine? Why is it said that you have to sell yourself to pay off the debt? Is it that serious?"

"As for that." Gongsun Lanyue answered affirmatively.

An Xin: "Very expensive?"

Gongsun Lanyue nodded vigorously, "Five hundred taels a bottle."

"The boss of this company is quite evil!" An Xin said casually in surprise.

"Yeah, it's dark enough." The man's voice came faintly.

An Xin's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, would it be polite to take back what he had just said?

An Xin scratched the back of his head, thinking it was not a good idea to call someone a black-hearted boss in front of him.

"Hehehe..." An Xin grinned awkwardly.

Jiang Xuan nodded to the waiter who was waiting for his instructions.

Then he spoke again: "This wine is called Qiongjiang Yuye, which I bought from the Western Regions for a thousand taels per jar.

Because the jars containing wine are fragile, extra care must be taken during transportation, and a round trip takes about half a year each time.

If something unexpected happens on the way, the next trip will cost tens to hundreds of thousands of taels of silver."

Jiang Xuan smoothed a strand of hair at his temples, glanced at An Xin, and asked faintly, "Do you still think it's expensive, An Jijiu?"

After hearing what he said, An Xin realized that in ancient times, not to mention whether the fruit wine was expensive, just the transportation of people and horses on the road was a huge expense.

However, An Xin narrowed his eyes, a gleam of light flashed and he said: "Well, it's expensive... It's really ridiculously expensive."

Jiang Xuan paused and frowned, his scalp obviously hurt by An Xin's surprised answer.

Even Gongsun Lanyue and Feng Yujue stared at An Xin with wide eyes. After hearing what Jiang Xuan said, they also understood why the Qiongjiang Yuye fruit wine was so expensive.

The real reason is that the cost is too high and it is not easy to transport it back. In this kind of situation, things are more expensive than other places. People who can come here to play are either rich or noble, so it is reasonable to sell it at this price.

An Xin ignored the other three people looking at him in confusion, and just held his chin and played with the cup in his hand.

Even if she is not a time-traveling heroine, she has at least lived in modern times for twenty or thirty years, so she still knows some things.

For example, how to make some simple fruit wine.

Especially the wine and blueberry wine she made in modern times.

However, when she came here, she didn't see any blueberries, but there were grapes here.

At this time, several waiters came with various fruits, pastries, and some other exquisite foods.

The last one carefully held a tray with a translucent bottle and some cups on it. It was not as exquisite and luxurious as colored glaze, nor as transparent as glass.

An Xin looked for a long time but couldn't figure out what material the bottle of fruit wine was made of.

"I occasionally buy it from overseas ships. I think it might look better if this kind of wine is packaged in this way, so I just buy it." Jiang Xuan said.

At this time, several well-behaved and fair-looking young waiters followed in, knelt down beside them naturally and obediently, and began to pour wine for them.

An Xin picked up the amber, translucent fruit wine and put it under his nose and sniffed it, revealing an expression that was exactly what he expected.

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Just as she expected, it was wine made from grapes.

An Xin took a sip, the mellow taste spread, and he gently shook the translucent cup in his hand and chanted:

"The wine is fine and in the luminescent cup, the pipa music is urging me to drink.

Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield, since ancient times, few have returned from battles."

Jiang Xuan and Feng Yujue paused with their wine glasses in hand and looked at An Xin who was immersed in memories.

"Good, good poem."

An Xin came back to his senses and saw several people raising their glasses to him, so he also raised his glass to them.

Feng Yujue: "As expected of the teacher of the top three scholars, he is quick-witted and has profound ideas."

An Xin finished the wine in his glass, then smiled and said calmly: "The praise is good, the praise is wonderful, the one who can write such a poem is indeed very talented."

"Sister An, shouldn't you be more humble?" Gongsun Lanyue opened her big round, clear eyes and looked at her curiously.

Jiang Xuan was shaking the wine glass, looking at her with the corners of his lips raised and smiling, thinking that she was cute because of her thick skin.

An Xin raised his eyebrows: "No need to be modest, because I am not the one who wrote this poem, so why should I be modest?"

"Oh." Now even Jiang Xuan was surprised. This poem is so beautiful and has such a good artistic conception. If someone had written it earlier, that person should not have remained unknown.

"I am so ignorant that I don't even know who wrote this poem?" Feng Yujue asked.

"I happened to see it in a rare copy. It was a poem written by a man named Wang Han." An Xin told the truth.

Knowing that An Xin had seen it from a rare copy, Jiang Xuan and Feng Yujue were not surprised that they had never heard of it before.

However, coincidentally, in another private room in the Moon Over West Tower, a certain time-traveling female protagonist also recited this poem in a pretentious manner while holding a glass of wine.

But the difference is that Xiao Wenrou did not clarify that the poem was not written by him.

Instead, facing pairs of admiring eyes, she was immersed in everyone's flattery and praise, enjoying the feeling of being loved by everyone.

When she thought about what she had done before entering the private room, a look of relief flashed in Xiao Wenrou's eyes.