Chu Qingzhi nodded and agreed with Wu Yaqing. "Other than silver, it's impossible for everyone to like something unanimously. It's already not bad for it to be accepted by most people."
Wu Yaqing sat beside Chu Qingzhi and glanced at Bao Linjiang's paper. "Qingzhi, did you let the villagers try it to know everyone's opinion?"
"That's right," Chu Qingzhi said. "Beer is something new after all. If it's brewed in large quantities and isn't accepted by everyone, it will definitely be a huge loss."
Wu Yaqing praised, "Qingzhi, you're so smart."
Chu Qingzhi accepted the praise calmly. Then, she turned to her two disciples and said, "Go to the village and recruit ten people. Let's brew 3,000 catties and try it out."
Wu Yaqing said worriedly, "Qingzhi, if you let others brew it, what if they learn it and brew it themselves?"
