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Chapter 1295 No more news of Ji Rufeng

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"This wine is called Jianfeng, and I took my own initiative to get the name." Jiang Chengen was still in the old-fashioned Zhongshan suit and smiled at Ji Rufeng. "Originally, Sister Zhao wanted to make her own wine. The wine was sour and sweet at the beginning, like a fruit wine, which was particularly delicious. Later, Sister Zhao didn't come again. I added the remaining ingredients according to Sister Zhao's subsequent plan. But somehow, the taste of this wine changed, very domineering, like a sharp sword unsheathed, showing its sharpness."

Ji Rufeng looked at the wine and poured himself a glass of it.

When the wine enters the throat, it will be burning with hot fire, extremely domineering, like a sharp sword unsheathed, showing its sharpness and killing the whole world. However, when the wine really falls into the stomach, there is a faint fragrance that remains in the mouth, and it is in the esophagus, which is reminiscent, sweet and delicious.

Domineering, passionate, and heavy, like a moth to the fire, and with a hint of innocence and fantasy, like a young girl looking forward to her love.

Isn’t this Zhao Jian?

His nose felt sore and he almost burst into tears again.

"When Sister Zhao brewed this wine, she said it was given to you. After brewing for so long, Sister Zhao didn't come. I thought, since Sister Zhao's original intention was to give it to you, even though she has already..." Xin Ran said as she raised her hand to wipe her tears and continued, "It's better to give it to you."

Ji Rufeng nodded, his eyes turned red, and he apologized with sobs, "Thank you."

Even if I can't live with her in this life, it's enough to have this wine to accompany him.

He solemnly picked up the bottle of wine and turned away. He walked a few steps, but stopped again, "Will I have a request?"

Xin Ran and Jiang Chengen were both stunned. How could they afford to be Ji Rufeng's word "request" "You said."

“Can you not sell this wine?”

"Uh...yes." Xin Ran agreed after thinking for a while. This wine was Zhao Jian's patent and they had no right to do anything.

"No, I mean, after you take the name of the wine, you are not allowed to sell it to the public."

The company is still Zhao Jian’s name, so Xin Ran naturally obeys the order and responds.

Ji Rufeng bowed slightly to thank him, then turned around and left with the bottle of wine and the production process and formula of the wine.

I don’t know how long my life will be, but he will be with Zhao Jian’s wine and will not be lonely in this life.

Jianfeng is a good name.

Since then, there has been no news of Ji Rufeng in Nanjiang City.

Some people say that he died and died for a woman.

Some people say that he is abolished because a woman is abolished.

Some people say that he is not dead or disabled. He just went to various parts of the world to collect folk songs and then did even bigger deeds.

Some people say that he once saw him in a remote village, rolling his trousers, like a farmer catching fish in the stream, saying that he wanted to make boiled fish for his wife.

There were rumors, and I don’t know which one was true, but the night porch said that Ji Rufeng had never come again. The Ji family said that the newly planted black roses in the garden bloomed and failed, but they never waited for the owners who planted them again.

There were also two sets of wedding dresses that had not been waiting for their owners.

The gold thread was woven, and the phoenix crown and red robe were finally hung into Ji Rufeng's wardrobe in Ji's house, and no one cared about it.

It is said that only every year the lights of the Ji family will light up and the people will be fully present.
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