Yu Chen glanced at the wounded barbarians from the corner of his eyes. They were also looking here. They seemed to smell the aroma of wine. You must know that this wine was brewed by the old housekeeper. The brews are all treasures. According to legend, there were once noble princes.
Spending tens of thousands of gold to ask for wine, but in the end, nothing comes of it
Du Ping gave him a look, because an injured person was already walking towards them.
"Hey, is this wine for sale?" The man almost drooled at the sight.
"Oh, this wine is for sale, it's just the price..." Yu Chen laughed, making a snobbish smile like a businessman, "Smell the aroma of this wine, oh, it's really..."
Yu Chen waved the wine in the bowl in front of the man's nose, causing the big man to swallow his saliva because the wine was indeed too fragrant.
"How much does it cost? I want to buy a jar..."
Instead of suffering, it's better to have a drink under the scorching sun while the big man hurriedly digs out his money
"priceless"
Yu Chen drank the wine in one gulp and said calmly
"You..." These words made the big man's eyes sparkle with anger. The barbarians were born taller and more powerful than the average Central Plains people, and they had a sincere temperament. Being teased by Yu Chen like this, they were naturally very angry.
Seeing that the big man was about to come forward to make trouble, Du Ping had already put his right hand into his arms, holding a dagger secretly. As long as Yu Chen looked at him, he would stab the man's heart with the knife.
"Speaking of which, this wine is indeed priceless, because it was brewed by my good friend himself, and the friendship is naturally priceless. But today we have a fate, so I can give you two or three jars as a gift. I just want to keep you company on the road, is that okay?"
Yu Chen smiled and took out three jars of wine from the cage on his back and handed them over.
"Very good, very good" the big man said with a smile in non-standard Chinese, his smile was like a flower.
"We want it too... We want it too..." The other men were also so excited that there was no reason not to grab such a fine wine.
"Who asked you to drink? Bring it!"
The big man was just holding the wine jar and preparing to drink when a woman's scolding sound came from behind him.
"Give it to me!" The woman grabbed the wine jar fiercely and said angrily, "The injury was serious to begin with. If you don't want the injury to heal, just give it to me..."
A few big men were helpless, like deflated rubber balls, but a woman made them docile.
"Put your kindness away. They can't drink. If they want to go together, they are very welcome. There is no need for a greeting gift." The white gauze half-covered her face, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and the nightmare was still reflected in her eyes.
She wore a bright yellow and elegant long dress, with dark hair hanging down like a waterfall on the side, and a plain and elegant face with a faint smile.