I have a magic pot

He is a great man, but he is a wimpy man!

Han Feng felt bitter in his heart, and couldn't help sighing: "Brother Zhao, you and I are both poor people."

This sentence seemed to have pierced Zhao Weinan's heart, and that embarrassing face was full of sadness and misery.

Zhao Weinan lifted his long sleeves with both hands, revealing his scarred arm with blue streaks and red streaks, and said in a crying voice.

"Brother Han, I am more miserable than you. Although you have lost the position of the young master, as the young master of the Zhao family, I have to be beaten up by my father every day. I am so miserable...!"

Seeing this, Han Feng couldn't help being taken aback, and said in doubt.

"Brother Zhao, why did Patriarch Zhao want to do this to you?"

Zhao Weinan's eyes were moist, his face was also full of doubts, and he cried while grabbing Han Feng's arm.

"I don't know either, sometimes I make a mistake and my father hits me, but I can still think about it.

But sometimes, when I clearly didn't do anything wrong, when my father saw me, he would indiscriminately drag me over and beat me up, it's unreasonable! "

Seeing Zhao Weinan crying, his two embarrassing eyebrows twisted together, his bulbous nose twitching, and his tears streaming down his face, Han Feng resisted the urge to "pump someone" and nodded suddenly.

"I think, I probably understand."

After crying for a while, Zhao Weinan wiped away his tears, looked at Han Feng who looked much more energetic than before, his two small eyes suddenly lit up, blinked a few times, and said in a low voice.

"Brother Han, you have nothing to do today, why don't we go to the brothel in the county city to drink a few glasses of flower wine, and then go to the gambling house to play a few games?"

When Han Feng heard the words, he shook his head and refused. He has just produced perfume, and he has to find a way to sell it. How can he have time to drink flower wine.

Seeing that Han Feng didn't go, Zhao Weinan thought it was because the other party had a lot of money, so he slapped his chest and said.

"Brother Han, don't worry and go with brother, I will cover all the expenses!"

It is rare for Zhao Weinan to show a heroic spirit. Although he is ugly and has mediocre talent, he is the only son of the head of the Zhao family after all.

Every time he was beaten by Patriarch Zhao, perhaps out of his father's guilt, Patriarch Zhao would give Zhao Weinan a lot of pocket money, which also made Zhao Weinan feel pain and happiness every time he was beaten.

As Zhao Weinan said, he took it out of his pocket, and a dozen gold tickets with a denomination of a thousand gold coins shook in front of Han Feng.

Han Feng originally had a calm expression on his face, but when he saw these golden tickets, his eyes stared straight. In his eyes, these are not golden tickets, but they are all spirit stones.

I thought that Zhao Weinan just had a little savings, but I didn't expect this guy to be such a rich man.

"Gudu..."

Swallowing dryly, Han Feng couldn't help but mutter.

"This...does it take so much money to go to the brothel and the gambling house?"

Zhao Weinan said indifferently.

"Naturally, you can't spend a lot of money on brothels, but gambling, brother Han, don't you know that I lost nine out of ten bets, and all the money I lost over the years added up to nearly [-] gold coins."

"One hundred thousand!"

Han Feng's eyes widened again. If one hundred thousand gold coins were exchanged for spirit stones, there would be as many as one hundred. This guy actually lost all of them.

At this moment, Han Feng felt that Patriarch Zhao was too kind to Zhao Weinan, such a prodigal son deserved to be killed!

Sensing the unfriendly look in Han Feng's eyes, Zhao Weinan's spine felt a little chilled, and he couldn't help asking.

"Brother Han, you... what's the matter with you? You really don't have to worry about money, brother, I'm not short of money."

Han Feng remained silent, staring at Zhao Weinan for a long time, his eyes suddenly became gentle, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Han Feng knew that his big problem had been solved.

And the key to solving the problem is this Mr. Zhao who is "a fool with a lot of money". The length and size of the other party are just right!

Zhao Weinan was a little flustered by Han Feng's gaze, and before he could speak, Han Feng said calmly.

"Brother Zhao, you and I are not young now. The children of other families, at our age, either work hard to practice and become the pillars of the family in the future, or study the way of business to create more wealth for the family.

Brother Zhao, don't you have a 'dream'? "

"dream!"

Zhao Weinan's heart was hit hard by this novel and hopeful word, and he couldn't help showing a dazed and longing expression on his face.

In Han Feng's eyes, his expression was similar to that of the "Little Red Riding Hood" who was about to open the door for the "Big Bad Wolf".

Obviously, this guy has all the "good attributes" to be fooled.

Chapter 31 Brother Han who knows me too!

In the face of Han Feng's "dream" theory.

The fire of hope in Zhao Weinan's eyes was ignited and then extinguished, and he said with a dejected expression.

"Hey Brother Han, I don't need to say anything hypocritical between you and me.

Although my younger brother can barely cultivate, my spiritual aptitude is really poor. I have practiced for so many years, but I am still stagnant in the first star of martial arts.

For this reason, my father searched for famous doctors and used countless elixir to temper my body, but the result was still no improvement. Now let alone my father, even I have given up. "

Having said this, Zhao Weinan looked at Han Fengdao gratefully.

"Brother Han, if you weren't there, I'm afraid the title of 'the bottom one' of the younger generation of the five major families would fall on my head, and my father would not want to see me even more."

Hearing this, the corner of Han Feng's mouth showed a disdainful arc, thinking, if this guy knew that he was already a three-star warrior, would he be so angry that he would cut off his robes?

Without hitting Zhao Weinan's fragile heart, Han Feng said again.

"Since that's the case, why don't Brother Zhao try to do business?"

Hearing this, Zhao Weinan sighed again and shook his head.

"Hey...Brother Han, to be honest, my father no longer has much hope for my cultivation. A few days ago, he handed over the two pharmacies that my family has been running for many years to me to take care of."

"This is a good thing, why is Brother Zhao sighing?"

Zhao Weinan said with a bitter face.

"I didn't know how to manage the store, it was just a name, so I asked the shopkeeper of the pharmacy to take care of it, and I went to the gambling house to play a few games.

Unexpectedly, I was unlucky that day, and I lost all my gold and silver. I had no capital for a while, and wanted to make money, so I suppressed those two pharmacies.

In the end, I lost all my money again. When I went back to the family, it was good that my father didn't beat me to death. "

While listening to Zhao Weinan vomit bitterness, Han Feng also gritted his teeth for a while, this guy is too prodigal!

At this moment, he even admired Patriarch Zhao's endurance. If his son was such a prodigal, Han Feng would probably break his legs. Zhao Weinan can still survive at this moment, which shows how kind Patriarch Zhao is.

But fortunately, in Han Feng's plan, this guy is just a name, and he is actually in control.

At that moment, Han Feng patted Zhao Weinan on the shoulder, and said with a serious expression on his face.

"Brother Zhao, I fully understand your suffering. I know that Brother Zhao is a person with great ambitions, but he is trapped in the status quo and it is difficult to realize his ambitions. Otherwise, with Brother Zhao's talents, who would not know you in the world?"

As soon as Han Feng's words came out, Zhao Weinan jumped up like his buttocks were being pricked by needles, and he clenched Han Feng's palms with excited hands, and said with tears in his eyes!

"Brother Han is the one who knows me, and Brother Han is the one who says I am worried!"

Han Feng also stood up, resisting the urge to turn his head, his face glowing like a savior!

"Brother Zhao, you and I are brothers who live and die together, and share weal and woe. Seeing that Brother Zhao is so depressed and hopeless, Han feels very guilty.

To tell you the truth, recently Han found a huge business opportunity with huge profits. He wanted to run it alone, but he also thought about how kind my brother was to me.

Han then thought, if brother Zhao was allowed to join in, he would make a lot of money in the future, be self-sufficient, and be able to stand upright and speak in front of his father. "

Hearing this, Zhao Weinan was stunned for a moment, and soon as Han Feng expected, this guy didn't even think about it, so his eyes lit up and said.

"Okay, okay...Brother Han, you have nothing to say to me, Mr. Zhao, I'll take a stake in it right away, how much start-up capital does Brother Han need, but it doesn't matter.

Are these golden tickets enough? If not, I will ask my father for it! "

Seeing Zhao Weinan stuffing a handful of golden tickets directly into his hand, Han Feng realized that he still overestimated Zhao Weinan's IQ.

He didn't even know what the business opportunity he was talking about, so he just stuffed money, which was a little too big-hearted.

However, Han Feng was still slightly moved, at least this guy trusted him enough, so he didn't immediately accept the golden ticket that the other party gave him, explaining.

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, let me speak slowly."

Zhao Weinan finally realized when he heard this, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"That's right, what brother Han said is true, it's my little brother who is impatient."

Han Feng didn't say much, he touched the inside of his clothes casually, and took out a small porcelain bottle, only two fingers wide and about two or three inches high.

Han Feng gently placed the small porcelain bottle on the wooden table between the two of them, and raised an eyebrow at Zhao Weinan.

"The business opportunity I'm talking about is exactly this!"

Zhao Weinan's eyes widened, he stared at the small porcelain vase in front of him, with a probing look in his eyes.

"Brother Han, I don't know what this is?"

Han Feng smiled inscrutablely.

"Hey... this thing, both men and women like it, they can't stop it, it's a wonderful thing to cultivate sentiment!"

Hearing this, Zhao Weinan was stunned for two seconds, and then his eyes suddenly burst into light!

"Ah... so it turned out to be this thing, Miao Miaomiao, I don't know the efficacy of Brother Han's bottle, compared to the 'Dropping Qianjin' developed by Gou Lang in Yanliu Lane in the west of the county, which one is weaker or stronger?"

Seeing Zhao Weinan's ugly and wretched expression, Han Feng once again had the urge to slap someone, and immediately had to reach out and push the bottle cork away.

Before Han Feng opened his mouth to explain, a fresh and elegant scent mixed with the fresh fragrance of lilies spread out in the room, making people feel refreshed and completely forgetting themselves.

"Sniff..."

Zhao Weinan's nose also twitched for a while, and then a surprised and inexplicable expression appeared on his face. After wandering for a while, his eyes finally fixed on the small porcelain bottle again.

"This... what is this thing, how can there be such a strange fragrance?"

Han Feng smiled lightly.

"This thing is called 'perfume' tomorrow!"

"perfume!"

Zhao Weinan stared wide-eyed, with a stunned expression like "a dog's eyes looking at a toad", and then said with some doubts.

"Brother Han, although this product has a unique fragrance, I don't know what its function is. How can it be so profitable?"

Han Feng smiled mysteriously.

Brother Zhao, at first glance, this item may not be of much value, but if you spray these perfumes... on your favorite oiran, or the jade body of a daughter, wait for you to approach them, or have a relationship with them. What kind of effect will it have when it is lingering?

After all, Zhao Weinan came from a wealthy family with extraordinary vision. Hearing Han Feng's words, a strange association suddenly appeared in his mind, and the light in his eyes became brighter.

Immediately afterwards, he and Han Feng looked at each other again, and the corners of their mouths evoked a knowing wretched smile at the same time.

"Miaozai, Miaozai, as expected of Brother Han, he really got such a wonderful thing. I wonder how many bottles of this perfume Brother Han still has in his hand?"

"Hehe... There are not many in stock at present, but as long as the raw materials are sufficient, they can be produced continuously. In addition to this fragrance type, Han has also developed six other fragrance types, each with its own characteristics.

Moreover, these recipes were all invented by Mr. Han, and I am the only one who knows them in the whole world! "

"Oh……!"

Zhao Weinan first showed surprise on his face, and then became excited.

Although he is not smart, but he grew up in a big family, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he still has a basic business vision.

Feeling the magic of perfume for himself, and knowing that the method of making this product was invented by Han Feng, Zhao Weinan immediately discovered the huge business opportunity, and his expression became a little serious.

"Brother Han, for such a great good thing, you are able to think of my little brother, and it is not in vain for you and my brother.

I just don't know how Brother Han plans to manage this thing?What can my little brother do to help? "

Seeing that Zhao Weinan finally got to the point, Han Feng threw out his thoughts.

"It's very simple. I will come up with the formula, and brother Zhao will pay for it. In the name of Zhao's family, I will open a shop in the county, specializing in the sale of perfume.

After the store makes a profit, the two brothers and I can share according to the profit. "

Chapter 32 Best Partner

After Han Feng put forward his own business strategy, with Zhao Weinan's mind, he naturally couldn't judge whether it was good or bad, but asked with some doubts.

"Brother Han, you are the founder of the perfume, why don't you hang up the signboard of your Han family, but open a store under the name of the Zhao family?"