Chapter 8

Seeing that Steven Cooper was about to pour the wine, Jason Carter quickly stopped him and said, “Brother Cooper, this wine is very potent. It’s not meant for you to drink here—take it home and drink it!”

“What? Drink it at home?” Steven Cooper stared blankly at Jason Carter and said, “You brought the wine but want us to take it home to drink?”

George Webb was also displeased and said loudly, “Nonsense! It’s mealtime now. If we don’t drink now, you want us to go home and drink?”

Jason Carter said awkwardly, “It’s like this—I’ve tried this wine myself. After drinking it, you-know-what gets really swollen. I had to soak in the creek for two hours before it subsided. Just a small cup is already very strong.”

“What?” If Jason Carter hadn’t said anything, it would have been fine, but as soon as he said this, everyone’s eyes lit up.

“Is it really that strong?” Steven Cooper exclaimed.

Jason Carter said embarrassedly, “Actually, I just wanted you guys to try this batch of wine first. If it’s good, help me promote it.”

“Is it really as strong as you say? There aren’t any side effects, right?” Edward Clark asked.

“It’s an ancient recipe. Not only does it have no side effects, it actually has restorative effects on the body,” Jason Carter had to explain.

At this moment, Robert Grant, who hadn’t spoken all along, was moved and said seriously, “Really?”

Jason Carter said, “Would I lie to you guys?”

“All right then, pour me a cup—I’ll drink it!”

When Jason Carter tried to stop him, Robert Grant waved his hand and said, “Say no more. If it’s really as you say, do you think we can’t handle it? Drink!”

George Webb also laughed and said, “That’s right, drink!”

“If anything happens, don’t blame me!” Jason Carter said with a wry smile.

Steven Cooper laughed and said, “Who would blame you? If it’s really as you say, this wine of yours is amazing.”

As he spoke, he downed the wine in his cup in one gulp.

“Good!”

After savoring it with his eyes closed for a while, Steven Cooper sighed, “It really is good wine.”

By this time, George Webb had already finished his cup and was also sitting there with his eyes closed, savoring the aftertaste, not opening his eyes at all.

Jason Carter scratched his head, realizing these people were getting more and more excited and simply wouldn’t listen to advice.

However, thinking that this wine was meant to replenish vitality, he wasn’t too worried about anyone getting hurt from drinking it.

At this point, Robert Grant directly drank a whole bowl of wine.

“Not bad, it’s good wine!”

Robert Grant praised.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Jason Carter, who had been walking all morning, was hungry. He thought, never mind, I’ll just fill my stomach first, and so he buried his head and started eating heartily.

“Xiaofei, not having a drink?” Steven Cooper asked when he saw Jason Carter not drinking.

With a wry smile, Jason Carter said, “I’d better not. This wine is too strong.”

“The stronger, the better! I don’t feel anything at all!”

As soon as Steven Cooper finished saying this, his expression changed.

Looking at the others who had drunk the wine, their expressions changed as well.

Robert Grant’s face was especially expressive—his eyes widened, filled with surprise and delight.

“Old Cao, do you feel that thing?” Robert Grant asked directly.

At this moment, Edward Clark’s expression also changed. He said to the others, “Come with me.”

After saying this, he looked at Jason Carter and said, “Xiaofei, are you coming?”

Jason Carter quickly waved his hand and said, “I’m eating.”

“All right!”

The others didn’t say much and left directly.

Jason Carter wasn’t clueless—he knew exactly what they were up to. At this moment, the image of Aunt Xiang’s voluptuous figure flashed through his mind. He quickly shook his head and continued eating.

Glancing at the wine, Jason Carter couldn’t help but smile, thinking that the wine must be effective, otherwise these guys wouldn’t have run off so quickly.

He hoped they could help him sell the wine at a good price.

Actually, Jason Carter’s original plan was to sell the wine directly for profit. On the way here, he thought about it—if no one knows what it is, who would pay for it? So now, his idea was to have these big brothers in prison try it first. If they could help promote it, the wine might actually sell.

After eating, Jason Carter sat there drinking tea, waiting for everyone to come back.

Time passed bit by bit, and the first to return was Edward Clark.

As soon as Edward Clark came in, he fixed his gaze on the jar of wine, grabbed it, and said to Jason Carter, “I want this wine. Name your price.”

Just as Jason Carter was about to speak, Robert Grant also walked in. Seeing the jar in front of Edward Clark, he quickly said, “Give me the wine. One million—I’ll take it.”

He directly offered one million to buy the wine.

You have to know, today was the most triumphant day Robert Grant had had in years. The feeling of satisfaction just now was something he hadn’t experienced in ages. He never expected the wine to be so powerful. He even felt his vitality was more abundant, with no discomfort at all.

Jason Carter was stunned, eyes wide as he looked at Robert Grant. He knew the wine was good, but he hadn’t expected Robert Grant to offer such a high price.

“Old Pang, I got it first. I’ll also offer one million.”

At this point, Edward Clark started to compete as well.