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Qin Yu: "???"

Lu Yanqing, who probably figured out what was going on from Wang Shujun: "..."

Can't help but look towards Qin Sheng.

Pointing to the unopened jug of wine on the table: "Don't tell me you made that jug of wine too?"

Qin Sheng...Qin Sheng is really not sure.

She heard from Mu Wu that since the first bottle of the batch of wine she brewed was sold for 12 million yuan, there have been many wines in the world that are almost identical from the outside packaging, but there are many differences inside. Counterfeit products.

So just looking at it like this at the moment, Qin Sheng can say with certainty that she brewed the wine that old man Zhai bought.

After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "You have to take it apart to see it."

Although most of the people present were old, they were all smart people who had retired from the shopping malls, the battlefield, and the political arena. After thinking about it for a while, they could decipher the deep meaning of Qin Sheng's words.

Mr. Zhai's hands were shaking a little, he pointed at his jar of wine, and said in a trembling voice: "So, this wine is actually made by you, and the ten jars in Lao Qin's hands are all genuine products, but it's my jar of wine. , may be fake?"

Qin Sheng: "I didn't say it was fake, but I heard that there are many high-quality imitations. I can't be sure just by looking at the appearance."

Explained the second half of the sentence, but did not deny the first half.

In other words, she really brewed this wine?

Mr. Zhai covered his heart, feeling that it was difficult for him to breathe.

So, he's still bragging about being awesome, right?

than wine?

Hehehe, the brewer is the little granddaughter of the old Qin family, and he is still holding a jar of wine that is not sure whether it is authentic or not, it's funny!

Mr. Zhai just wants to dig a hole in the ground and get in!

Compared with Mr. Zhai's heartache, Mr. Shao is also a little hurt, but he is more concerned about the wine, and immediately said with bright eyes: "So, I heard you right, you just said that you would give us a pot for each of us?"

Qin Sheng gave a "hmm" and added, "Wait until I brew the next batch."

This batch of wine was brewed when she just cultivated the Immortal Turtle Grass.

At that time, she cultivated half an acre of tortoise fairy grass, and used it to refine the tortoise elixir. Later, she refined too many pills for too long, and got tired of refining, so she followed the recipes for wine making that she had seen before. I figured out a new one, threw all the remaining Guixiancao together and tried brewing a wine, and finally brewed a tank.

That was the only time, after brewing, it was thrown into the cellar and left unattended.

It was Mu Wu who thought of it, dug out the vat of wine, and divided them into small wine jars, which are the jars of wine in the world today.

There is only one tank of wine in total, although the wine jar is not big, but only twenty jars are divided.

Counting the seven altars that were sold, the ten altars that had been given to her grandfather Lu, and the two altars that she drank by herself before, there was only one altar left at the base at the moment.

Not enough for the three of them.

Can only wait for the next time.

Oh, yes, Mu Wu said that he only sold seven altars, but just now Mr. Zhai said that twelve altars were sold on the market.

In other words, at least five of the twelve altars are fake.

And this is on the bright side, and I don't know how many fakes there are secretly.

Thinking of this, Qin Sheng couldn't help but lightly tapped the table, thinking that when the next batch was brewed, he would have to think of a way to prevent counterfeiting.

I just don't know if the half acre of tortoise fairy grass that she destroyed has continued to grow tenaciously.

If not, then you have to train it again first.

Qin Sheng couldn't help but sighed in his heart, because he was impulsive and self-willed when he was young.

Old Man Zhai, who was not far away, was almost out of breath, but he finally digested this cruel reality slowly.

After thinking about it, he took the wine glass and poured a glass of wine brought by Lu Yanqing, tasted it carefully, and compared it with the smell and taste of the jar of wine he brought in his memory, and he was sure it was the same. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he failed to be successful, at least his jar of wine should be the real thing, so it's not ashamed to throw home.

Mr. Zhai regained some confidence.

So he immediately took a new wine glass and poured a small one, handed it to Qin Sheng himself, looked at her eagerly and said, "Try it, is it true?"

Qin Sheng had already smelled it, and didn't notice the difference. He already felt that it was the real thing.

But after thinking about it, he still reached out to take the wine glass and took a sip, then his brows furrowed.

Hey, hey, don't frown, his heart will thump when she frowns!

Mr. Zhai's high blood pressure is almost on the verge of attack.

Qin Sheng raised his eyes at this moment, his face remained unchanged, but his voice was filled with regret: "It's not true."

He supported old man Zhai to prevent him from falling, and took a closer look at his face. Although he was a little blue, it was mainly due to anger, and it was not a big problem.

So relieved, he helped the man back to his seat.

Although it was said by Qin Sheng himself, Mr. Zhai has been drinking wine for nearly forty years, and he can be regarded as a top half wine connoisseur. Logically speaking, there should be no mistake...

He thought about it, poured another glass of Qin Sheng's wine, and tasted it more carefully.

Still haven't tasted anything wrong.

Couldn't help but looked at Qin Sheng: "How could it be... I tasted exactly the same..."

This one is hard to explain.

Judging from the surface properties such as color, smell, and taste, this imitation is indeed extremely realistic, and even the smell of the tortoise fairy grass is almost exactly the same.

The only thing missing was aura and anger.

In order to cultivate the ghost fairy grass on the half acre of land, she injected a lot of spiritual energy into it.

This cannot be imitated by any imitation.

As for anger, it is the most fundamental medicinal property of Guixiancao, and it is especially effective for elderly people with diminished vitality.

Qin Sheng thought for a while, then took out his silver needle bag from his pocket, and asked Mr. Zhai: "It takes two needles to feel it, do you need it?"

Mr. Zhai: "..."

Gritting his teeth: "Zha!"

In order to find out the truth, he worked hard!

Qin Sheng nodded, and with a flick of his wrist, he pierced the taken out silver needle into Mr. Zhai's body.

Not too many, only three, but Mr. Zhai has already noticed the difference.

Starting from the three acupoints where the needles were inserted, there seemed to be a strange force traveling to all parts of his body, nourishing his skin and muscles that were dry and stagnant due to aging.

He didn't say that it took effect immediately, but Mr. Zhai could clearly feel that his body, which had been a little tired for a while, was a little more angry, and his spirit was slightly shaken.

His eyes widened involuntarily.

Qin Sheng knew that he felt it, raised his hand and pulled out the three silver needles, explaining by the way: "Wine worth more than 10 million is worth more than 10 million."

"One of the main ingredients of these is Guixiancao. Drinking it has the effect of prolonging life and replenishing vitality. This point cannot be imitated by any imitation."

This time, old man Zhai didn't struggle anymore, and after nodding, he looked at Qin Sheng thoughtfully.

After a long time, he said, "Miss Qin, are you interested in cooperating?"

I still owe two more, and I will pay it off this week, good night~