As he picked up a beautifully packaged bottle of Maotai liquor, Luo Feng glanced at the words on the bottle's belly which read: Han Emperor Maotai.
[ Ding! White wine! Valued at 3,000 yuan! ]
"Host, put the camera closer to the text!"
"I can see it clearly; it seems to be Han Emperor Maotai, right?"
"Damn, this liquor is almost as valuable as ancient Ming Dynasty liquor!"
"What nonsense! Can this liquor really be that expensive? Comparable to Ming Dynasty antique liquor? That cannot be possible!"
"Think of it this way, this liquor is like a limited-edition sports car produced by Ferrari, with only ten bottles in the world!"
However, at this moment.
Qin Rubing called, speaking rapidly: "Luo Feng, I'm here, at the foot of the mountain."
"Speak properly~"
"Umm, I'm here and I'd like you to save some Han Emperor Maotai for me! Wait for me ~!"
