Lance offered them a discounted price, twenty dollars and fifty cents.
When Admiral Miles saw these bottles, he couldn't help but linger for a moment because they seemed to hit some people's peculiar interests.
He even took a sip voluntarily. The alcohol content of over forty degrees was a bit strong for the Federation people, but for the soldiers on the frontline who needed it to relieve their emotions, it was just right!
"The bottles are nice, but the liquor is quite mediocre!" Admiral Miles gave Lance a very objective assessment.
Lance didn't mind this, "If you are willing to give the soldiers a thousand-dollar bottle of wine, I guarantee its taste will instantly rise several notches!"
Admiral Miles was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "No, this will do!"
Even though he knew the more expensive the wine, the more profit they would make, Congress certainly wouldn't approve it.
