"What? Moutai puree, or sixty years old?"

When Su Wu heard this, his eyes lit up, you must know that it is difficult for ordinary families to drink a bottle of real Moutai now, and many unscrupulous merchants have adopted the method of punching holes to steal wine, making the whole market a mess, there is no special channel, even if you buy the original bottle, it may not be the real Moutai.

Not to mention the 60-year-old Moutai puree, this is definitely a rarity!

Seeing this, Su Wu did not hesitate, his big hand lightly slapped on the altar, the seal exploded, and suddenly, a strong and outrageous aroma of wine spread from the jar.

"Oh my God!

The people around, the bodyguards,

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