Big drinker He suddenly showed a look of surprise, then promptly nodded:
"I said it, young people think quickly, sure to be efficient at work..."
Cui Daqi interrupted impatiently:
"Stop changing the subject. Martial Nephew Wang has done your work, and you as his martial uncle don't even show a little appreciation?"
Big drinker He was taken aback, then hesitated:
"But didn't I do this for you..."
"You've got some nerve, expecting a minister to do your work for you."
Cui Daqi spat with contempt.
Hearing this, big drinker He hesitated, his face showing his thoughts, and then he said:
"Then, how about a jar of my Class III spirit wine?"
Cui Daqi glanced at him sidelong: "Stingy much?"
Big drinker He's face couldn't quite hide his embarrassment, and after a moment of thought, he said:
"Alright, three jars of different spirit wines..."
"Old He, I never knew you were such a penny-pincher."
Cui Daqi shook his head with a sigh.