After seeing Xiao Jie remain silent, the old man turned his eyes and said, "Little brother, can you give me a look?"
Xiao Jie unhesitatingly extended his right hand.
After examining him for a while, the old man shook his head and said, "You were born a farmer, weren't you?"
When Xiao Jie heard that the old man was right, he quickly nodded his head.
The old man smiled and said nothing. Seeing that everyone was absorbed in his words, he picked up a glass of wine and drank it. He smacked his lips and said, "What wine? It's so tasteless..." He did not continue to ask Xiao Jie. He asked his son, "Make some Nu'er Hong wine for 20 years."
The waiter was stunned when he heard this. He hurriedly ran over and said, "I'm really sorry. objective, I only have 18 years."
"Oh, then come up." The ol
