"Hehehe…" Mo Wanqing laughed without saying a word, as Xia Liu's price increase indeed exceeded her expectations.
Nevertheless, she couldn't deny that the medicinal wine's reputation was out of this world.
If the cost could reach thirty thousand yuan, then the selling price would definitely go up by a lot.
Currently, at ten thousand yuan a bottle, one could imagine that the cost was absolutely several thousand yuan.
This price increase was over twenty thousand, and it was hard to predict the outcome.
"I think Brother Xia Liu's proposal is good," Zhang Xiaoman would support whatever decision Xia Liu made.
Just like several months ago, not many villagers believed in him.
But now, without his leadership, how could the village have achieved such heights?
"Mhm, Xiaoman understands me," Xia Liu chuckled softly, believing that the medicinal wine market had already opened up, and raising the selling price was only the first step—he had even bigger moves planned.
