He had charged like a tiger, but the moment he touched the jar, he became all tenderness, afraid that the slightest damage would cost him his wine.
The first mouthful of rich, fragrant wine made the stable keeper sigh. "Now that's good wine!"
It really was. Red Beard sniffed the air beside him, looking a little intoxicated by the aroma. "Yezi, don't you still owe me something?" he asked plaintively.
Ye Chuqi had promised long ago to brew wine for Red Beard, but one thing after another had delayed her, and the matter had fallen by the wayside. Hearing the grievance in his voice, she hurriedly smiled. "I've got some for everyone! Whenever you want a drink, Captain, just say the word!"
Over the years, whenever San San had time away from studying and tinkering with her body, she had brewed fruit wines and other medicinal wines. The herbs and plants in the space were growing like mad, after all. She needed some way to use them up.
But the fruit wines, medicinal wines, and other liquors made from fruit and herbs nourished by Spiritual Energy were unsuitable for sale. She could only give them to people she knew. San San had come up with a solution, though. After the space evolved again, she set aside an area cut off from Spiritual Energy and planted plenty of ordinary fruit and herbs there. Even so, the space's environment made them grow purer and more vibrant than those outside.
The two jars Ye Chuqi had just handed the stable keeper were made by San San from fruit that had never mutated through contact with Spiritual Energy. Red Beard could certainly have some made from the mutated fruit, but this was not the place to bring it out.
The stable keeper drained an