After all, in her previous life, Long Yue lived in a daze, truly not knowing much and could only rely on vague memories to guess and speculate.
But she really didn't care much about this matter, to the point where she was now at a loss.
What kind of wine was it, after all?
"Sister Yue, what are you looking at?"
Yang Zhuoya approached, seeing her stare unblinkingly at the wine jars, somewhat curious.
"It's nothing..."
Long Yue felt awkward, how could she tell them that they would face a major disaster in the future? Others would definitely think she was crazy if they heard.
"Boss, bring a jar of Jafan wine!"
A customer arrived outside, and the couple eagerly went to greet them.
Shortly after, someone else came to buy wine, and the wine Long Yue needed was ready. Just as she was about to leave, a horse-drawn wagon loaded with goods suddenly stopped at the entrance.
A big man jumped down from the wagon.
