"Senior Hong doesn't believe me?"
Yang Dong said lightly, and suddenly the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"How about I make a bet with Senior Hong, and the prize is these twenty-five taels of silver?"
When Hong Laoliu heard this, he was immediately moved.
But he knew very well in his heart that Yang Dong, a kid who didn't seem to talk much, was actually very shrewd at heart.
These twenty-five taels of silver may not be easy to win.
After pondering for a moment, he shook his head and said:
"No hurry, no hurry, let's wait and see."
"That's okay."
Yang Dong pursed his lips with some pity,
It's such a pity that I almost had to have sex with senior Hong for nothing again.
But this old guy seems to be a lot more cautious.
I'll have to consider a different approach next time.
He was actually not worried about whether anyone would buy Xianren Zui.
As long as it is good wine, there will be no shortage of market. What's more, he has a marketing genius like himself?
Besides, this immortal drunkenness is the only one in the whole Zhou Dynasty.
Even if someone wanted to imitate it, it would be impossible.
After all, at this technological level, it is close to that of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the Tang Dynasty. Stills and all that had not appeared yet.
Thinking of this, he stood up and yawned.
Turn around and walk towards the room upstairs.
"Xiao Liu, keep an eye on the store. I'll go up and take a rest."
"Don't worry, boss!"
The waiter agreed and cleared up the counter in the wine shop again.
But at this moment, Hong Laoliu's faint voice reached Yang Dong's ears.
"Young man, you must know how to exercise moderation!"
…
Outside Changcheng,
A seven-man cavalry team is currently being interrogated by the White Lotus Cult members.
"Where did you come from, and why did you enter Changcheng?"
"Do you have a guide with you?"
Facing the cross-examination, the seven-man cavalry did not bother to pay attention from beginning to end.
Some of them just touched the scabbard, and a terrifying blood mark appeared on the necks of the White Lotus cultists who were guarding outside the city gate.
Quietly, these church members who were guarding the city had lost their lives.
"Go back quickly, the young master needs my protection."
The leader had a stern face and just gave a few instructions.
The next moment, seven horses exerted their strength at the same time, galloping wildly on the streets of Changcheng, knocking down many ordinary people.
"Straight bitch, who are these people? They dare to ride horses in the street. Aren't you afraid that the White Lotus Sect will cause trouble?"
"Let me tell you, these people might be those bandit kings from the White Lotus Sect."
"I don't think so. Look at these horses. They are all strong and strong. They are obviously not local horses from Luozhou."
As the people talked incessantly, the seven-man cavalry disappeared from their sight soon.
At the same time, the door of Yang Dong's wine shop was already lined with people.
Speaking of which, he had to thank the rich man in the morning for this.
After the rich man got drunk from the Immortal, he kept calling friends to enjoy it together.
Soon, the reputation of Immortal Zui was completely established among the upper circles of Changcheng.
The people queuing up at the door of the shop are all servants of wealthy merchant families in the city.
They came in small groups and in groups. The reason is to buy more immortals for the master’s family and get them drunk.
As for how much money it will cost...will the owner be short of money?
In the blink of an eye, all thirty pots of Immortal Drunk were sold.
Yang Dong looked at the banknote in his hand, and then glanced at the crowd queuing outside the door.
Is this money so easy to earn?
I am an immortal drunk, have you set the price too low?
Sure enough, if you want to make big money, you still have to start with the rich.
Yang Dong silently summarized his experience in his heart, then stood up and walked outside the shop, saying loudly:
"Everyone, thirty pots of Immortal Drunk have been sold out today."
"If you still want to buy, you can come back tomorrow."
"Tomorrow the store will put out fifty...one hundred pots of immortal wine for sale, so stay tuned."
After saying this, he didn't care about the reactions of those outside the door.
With a "bang", the door of the wine shop was closed.
Today is a seller's market, and Yang Dong is fully qualified to be a tsundere.
Upon seeing this, the servants at the door expressed cordial greetings to Yang Dong.
But they also know in their hearts that good wine is rare.
So after another greeting with a stick of incense, the group of people dispersed unwillingly.
But what they kept talking about was that they had to come early tomorrow no matter what.
Just when they thought that no matter what today, they would not be able to complete the task assigned by their master.
Suddenly I caught a glimpse of a boy who was beating a gong and shouting:
"Yang Ji Liquor Shop has opened in the east of the city. Today, there is a limit of 100 pots of Immortal Brew."
"If you are in need, go quickly!"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the servants suddenly lit up.
They originally thought that only this brewing shop in the west of the city could buy immortal brew.
But I didn’t expect that there was actually a wine shop in the east of the city!
It's just that this Yangji Liquor Shop...could it be that the boss has changed behind the scenes?
At this moment, on the second floor of the brewery in the west of the city.
Hong Laoliu happily took a sip of immortal drunkenness and said:
"You kid, you are really full of evil."
"I know that you will never let go of this vain money."
Yang Dong chuckled, picked up a piece of beef with soy sauce and stuffed it into his mouth.
"A great businessman once said: If you don't make money, you are a bastard."
"Since they are here to give you money, how can I not accept it?"
"Besides, a prosperous city is still too small. I need to accumulate more banknotes and go to big cities to buy some shops. Only in this way can Immortal Drunk become a profitable business."
"Senior Hong, do you want to become a shareholder?"
When he heard about the investment, Hong Laoliu's eyes suddenly lit up.
He follows Yang Dong every day and knows this boy's abilities very well.
You can say that his martial arts skills are poor, or you can call him a bad guy.
But you can't say that he is a loser!
From Hong Laoliu's point of view, Yang Dong is just a little God of Wealth.
I don’t know how he has such a brain, but he took out something casually and gave it to the little emperor of Zhou Dynasty to solve his urgent need.
Hong Laoliu was a little moved, but his eyes dimmed immediately.
He glanced at his mouth and said:
"To tell you the truth, can you really like the one hundred and eighty taels of silver in my hand?"
"I'm afraid the expenses you spend on your daily entertainment are more than this, right?"
"Ahem!"
Yang Dong coughed heavily and looked serious.
"Senior Hong, where did you start talking about this? When did you start having fun?"
"I'm just asking a few gentle sisters to have a few drinks with me. How could it be so exaggerated as you said?"
"However, I do not lack the three melons and dates you have. I want you to invest in it for safety reasons."
"Safety considerations?"
Hong Laoliu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly a hint of surprise flashed across his face.
"You kid, do you want me to be your bodyguard for the rest of your life?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"From now on, you will share 10% of Immortal Zui's net profit."
"Don't worry, boss, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you in the slightest!"
