After hearing the ingredients Ye Yuan mentioned, Fourth Master was furious.
If he really had that kind of ginseng, would he still need to work so hard running a distillery?
The returns from simply giving away that ginseng would bring him unimaginable profits every year.
"Kid, don't talk nonsense.
Your Aftertaste Wine does taste quite good, and I won't deny that. But isn't it a bit exaggerated to say it contains Aged Ginseng?"
Fourth Master believed Ye Yuan was merely using this as an excuse to refuse him.
He did not believe anyone would be foolish enough to use such precious medicinal herbs to make wine.
That was why he had gone from calling Ye Yuan "sir" to calling him "kid."
"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. You can take Aftertaste Wine for testing. Won't you know once you see the results?"
Ye Yuan had not said that without reason.
He had great confidence in Aftertaste Wine.
Strictly speaking, Aftertaste Wine could also be considered a medicinal wine.
It was simply that the proportion of medicinal ingredients was quite low.
It could be said that Aged Ginseng really was in it, just not in the exaggerated quantities Ye Yuan had implied.
One hundred-year-old Aged Ginseng root was enough to sustain Aftertaste Wine's production for an entire year.
Even so, few people would use such precious medicinal herbs to brew wine.
But one must not forget that while Aged Ginseng was a treasure to others, it was nothing special to Ye Yuan.
Not to mention hundred-year-old ones, he even had a batch of five-hundred-year-old ones in his space.
A few specimens that had received his special care had even reached an age of over a thousand years.
It was just that he could not casually take out