Hearing Li Shui say that he could decide the price freely, Wang Laoshi immediately beamed with joy. In this way, the opportunity will come for him to use his business talents.
As for the method of making liquor, Li Shui did not hide anything and told Wang Laoshi directly.
The reason is very simple. Even if Wang Laoshi knew the method, he would not dare to betray Li Shui unless he no longer wanted to live.
What's more, Li Shui is very famous now. Everyone knows that he is the messenger of the immortals and has brought back many good things from the immortal world. Fairy wine is just one of them.
If you cooperate with Li Shui, it may not be impossible to be as rich as your country in the future. But what if he stole his secret recipe and escaped. That is a place of death without burial.
After giving Wang Laoshi a few words, Li Shui sent him away.
Wang Laoshi did not delay and immediately returned to his wine shop with Cang Fu and a few helpers.
When the lady boss saw how many people Wang Laoshi had brought back, she asked in confusion: "Who are these?"
Wang honestly said: "This is the newly hired guy."
The proprietress almost fainted: "The wine shop can be taken care of by two people, so why hire another waiter? What's more, these people are old and young, how can they work?"
Wang Laoshi smiled and said with some pride: "These guys were invited from Shangjun Courtyard. Now that place is called the First Stone Mill."
The landlady was shocked: "A person from Mr. Huaiguzi?"
Wang nodded honestly, and then recounted today's adventure.
The landlady rubbed her hands after hearing this: "When I was a child, my father once gave me a fortune telling that I would be rich after I turned thirty. Could it be that this was the opportunity he was talking about?"
The couple chatted quietly for a few words, then closed the shop and started preparing to sell the fairy wine.
Wang Laoshi, Cang Fu and others went to the backyard to distill the fairy wine in the house. The landlady was in front, making some arrangements.
On the second day, the entire wine shop had a completely new look.
First of all, the wine shop has a plaque with a very straightforward name: Huai Darenxian Wine Shop.
Secondly, all the original wine in the wine shop is gone, and they only sell one thing: fairy wine.
Near noon, Wang Laoshi came out of the backyard with a yawn and said to the proprietress: "After refining ten jars, it should be enough to sell."
The proprietress whispered: "Go and get some water. Ten jars will turn into thirty jars."
Wang Laoshi was shocked: "This is fairy wine, and this one is also mixed with water? Mr. Huai named me Wang Laoshi. If I mix it with water, wouldn't I be sorry for him?"
The landlady rolled her eyes at him: "You just need to be honest with him. How many people in the entire Xianyang City have drank fairy wine? Even if you mix it with water, no one can taste it. This is a golden opportunity, don't take advantage of it Wouldn’t it be a pity to get up?”
The boss thought about it and found that this was indeed the case. So he turned around and went back. Taking advantage of Cang Fu and others' unpreparedness, he turned ten jars of wine into thirty jars.
At three quarters of noon, Huai Darenxian Winery opened for business.
A quarter of an hour later, someone poked his head in and asked, "Is this the fairy wine sold here by Mr. Huai Guzi Huai?"
Wang honestly said: "Naturally."
The man asked again: "Isn't it a fake bar?"
Wang Laoshi sneered: "There are many people in the world who dare to sell fake wine? Are there any who dare to buy fake fairy wine?"
The man thought about it and felt that this made sense. Nowadays, everyone in Xianyang City knows that Master Huaiguzi has a burning nature and a hatred for evil. He once forced the Huns Sha Tilie to kneel on the ground and learn to bark like a dog. If Wang Laoshi dares to sell fake fairy wine under his name, he must be tired of living.
So this man walked in and asked, "How much does it cost for a jar?"
Wang Laoshi smiled again: "How much does it cost per jar? This wine costs ten thousand dollars per cup."
The man was so frightened that he backed out of the door again: "Ten thousand dollars? A cup? Why don't you go and grab it?"
Wang Laoshi waved his hand impatiently and said: "This is fairy wine, how precious is it? Selling it for ten thousand yuan is already pity for the suffering of all living beings. If you can't afford it, get out of here as soon as possible and don't disturb my business." .”
The man left in disgrace.
Next, several more people came to ask about the fairy wine, but they were all scared away by Wang Laoshi's high price.
Cang Fu couldn't help it anymore and said to Wang Zhen: "Brother Wang, if this happens, can this fairy wine still be sold?"
Wang Laoshi was very polite to Cang Fu and said respectfully: "Cang Fu, you don't know something. People are divided into three, six or nine grades, and the same goes for wine. The poor drink dark wine, the rich drink clear wine, and the very noble people drink fairy wine. . It’s not that we don’t have any guests, it’s just that the guests haven’t arrived yet. These people on the street are actually not the guests I’m waiting for. Don’t worry about their reactions.”
Cang Fu and others looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. In fact, they had no knowledge. They were just lucky enough to be selected by Li Shui to become a craftsman.
In fact, just a few days ago, they were just ignorant Guizhou heads. They didn't understand much about selling alcohol, so they stopped interrupting and just watched silently and took it to heart.
Just when Wang Laoshi and others were bored in the wine shop, the news that someone was selling fairy wine spread like crazy in Xianyang City.
When many people hear fairy wine, their first thought is to try it. But when I heard that a drink cost 10,000 yuan, I stopped thinking about it.
But they were unwilling to do so, so these people rushed to the door of the wine shop and asked Wang Laoshi about the price.
In the end, Wang Laoshi couldn't bear the disturbance and made a sign outside: "Ten thousand dollars a cup, ask for suicide again."
When the red sun turned westward, they finally waited for their first customer.
Zhang Ping, the official is the right school magistrate. This is not a small official, but it is not a minister either.
But his duty was to repair the palace. A few days ago, I received the Huns envoys and had a grand banquet in the palace. Zhang Ping happened to be on duty in the palace, and because of this opportunity, he was able to sit at the end of the hall.
During the big banquet, he saw the fairy wine, and he has never forgotten it since then.
After checking in today, I heard that someone was selling fairy wine, so Zhang Ping suppressed his excitement and came over.
Outside the wine shop, Zhang Ping smelled a scent of wine, which was very similar to what he smelled at the banquet that day.
As a Beijing official, he was also in charge of the project. Ten thousand dollars is still available. So Zhang Ping became Wang Laoshi's first customer.
After getting a glass of wine, Zhang Ping breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip first. A spicy smell came from the lips, but after the initial spiciness, it turned into a mellow taste.
Zhang Ping raised his neck and drank a glass of wine in one gulp. I felt a stream of heat rushing straight into my lungs, making my body feel warm. Then, the warmth traveled from my lungs to my brain. The whole head seemed to turn into green grass in the spring breeze, swaying slightly, enjoying itself.
Sure enough, there is a feeling of ecstasy.
At this time, the people watching were all talking in low voices: "It seems that this gentleman is a descendant of immortals. You see, after drinking a glass of wine in one go, he was not drunk. Master Huaiguzi said in the palace that day, Only descendants of immortals can drink immortal wine without getting drunk."
When Zhang Ping heard this, he felt even more comfortable and felt that the ten thousand dollars was well spent.
Wang Laoshi watched Zhang Ping leave and staggered slightly when he saw him boarding the carriage. Although I wasn't drunk, I was still a little tipsy.
Wang Laoshi thought to himself: "The wine is still too strong. It seems that we need to add more water."
