"Pff~"
Qiao Jiang just had a sip of wine in his mouth, and upon hearing that, he spat it out.
Open another ten bottles? And fifty years old ones?
Why don't you just fly to the sky?
The nine bottles just cost almost a million.
Another ten bottles! Altogether, two million! I would have to sell my house to pay off the debt!
"Waiter, don't open them!" Qiao Jiang instinctively shouted.
Lin Tian unhappily slapped Qiao Jiang's shoulder with some Spiritual Qi, almost breaking his bones. "You keep calling me your brother, and I can't even have a few more bottles? You're just too stingy!"
Qiao Jiang grimaced. It's not just about a few bottles, isn't it? That's another hundred thousand!
Do I have to sell my house just for you to drink?
"Those are all good wines, it's such a waste to drink them like this. How about we have some beer?" Qiao Jiang suggested as if coaxing a child.
"Beer? Fine." Lin Tian finally nodded.
