Chapter 527 Asthma Allergy

"Really?" Old Mr. Huang asked, confusion coloring his tone.

"Of course! The herbs used to procure them are rather precious, you know. It's extremely difficult to get a hold of them," Jacob said.

"Oh, it's a pity that good wine like this can't be mass-produced, isn't it? Well then, I reckon it should at most cost double the price of Mautine Wine. That's as much as I can offer, I'm afraid," Old Mr. Huang replied.

"Alright. Oh, I'd better go now; it's getting a bit late. I'll leave this matter to you then," Jacob smiled and turned to leave.

He proceeded to pay Master Wang a visit after that and went through the same motions. By the time he got back home, it was almost midnight.

He took a refreshing shower and laid on his bed in silent contemplation for a few moments before finally falling asleep, allowing the Howran Qi in his body to circulate.