Both of them shivered, looking seriously at Yang Chen.
"Do you usually drink red wine?" Yang Chen asked.
The two were taken aback, glancing at each other with awkward expressions on their faces.
Wang Hao stammered, "N-no..."
He was a martial artist who usually drank white wine, and only chilled beer when it was too hot in the summer. When would he ever drink red wine?
"I drink a little occasionally, but I don't really understand it... Anyway, they all taste the same; mixing it with some Sprite is a bit better..." Chen Xiaolong said weakly.
Hearing this, Yang Chen couldn't help but feel a bit depressed.
If a winemaker from Lancy Country heard this, they would probably be enraged.
After so much effort, care, and waiting to craft the red wine, it comes to Flame Country, only to be ruined by a bottle of Sprite...
Yang Chen took a deep breath and said to them, "I'm giving you both six months to conquer the red wine market in Ningchuan. Can you do it?"
