Looking at Xue Yinhuan, who didn't seem to be lying, Song Yuanbao asked again, "Did he say anything before he left?"
"No, he just came to ask for a jar of wine and then left."
Song Yuanbao pondered for a moment, "May I ask boldly, why does Elder Qi like the wine Miss Xue brews?"
Xue Yinhuan no longer hid anything, "My biological mother is from Jiangnan. My ancestor once worked as a brewer in the palace. After retiring, he returned home and passed down the brewing skills. My mother taught me when I was young, and I have improved it a bit myself, so perhaps the taste is quite different from elsewhere."
Song Yuanbao understood, "Thank you, Miss, for the enlightenment."
Xue Yinhuan glanced at Zhao Xi subtly, seeing the other sit as still as a statue, she withdrew her gaze, "Is Young Master Song done asking?"
"Uh, yes, I'm done." Song Yuanbao nodded, "Tomorrow I'll have someone deliver the only copy to you, Miss."
Xue Yinhuan looked happy, "Thank you."
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