Huangfu Yuxuan saw Yan Huanlin's demeanor and knew he probably wasn't willing to sell it. Besides, the wine required a special region, unique ingredients, and specific water, with a limited production volume. Though the wine was good, its low yield meant the profit from silver was limited; it was just a gimmick.
So he asked, "How much silver for those three jars of wine?"
Yan Huanlin replied, "Those three jars are the prime, the first batch transported from Yunzhou to the Capital City this time, totaling only these three jars of prime wine. Initially, I wanted to auction them to increase the fame of our restaurant, with a starting price of a thousand silver taels. But since Miss Xia had helped me once and specifically requested this wine, I can't dishearten a customer."
"You mean just the wine costs a thousand silver taels?"
