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"What happened to Zheng's Liquor Shop today? Why are there so many people queuing up?"

This street originally sold things, and there were several wine shops. The ancients also knew that it was easier for everyone to make money by opening stores with the same type of goods together.

That's how the horse market and salt market came about.

The grand queue at Zheng's Liquor Shop immediately attracted the attention of other liquor shops and wine-buying customers on the street.

"Go, go and see!"

Watching the excitement is something that is engraved in my bones and applies to both ancient and modern times. Many people soon gathered around.

Some people directly asked people in line: "Brother, what are you doing in line?"

The person being asked happened to be the sitter arranged by Yan Kai, and he had already memorized the excuses.

"You don't know yet? The Zheng family found a classical book. It records the wine that the Fire God Zhu Rong drank back then. What? You don't know about the Fire God Zhu Rong? He was the one who fought with the Water God Gonggong..."

These people were originally idle men in the neighborhood. They only had to memorize these words and queue up for a long time to receive ten cents. Each of them was also given a set of nice clothes.

Such good things are not easy to come across, so everyone is doing their duty.

The people who gathered around had never seen this routine of asking for a drink, and they were all stunned for a moment.

Six or seven out of ten believed.

At this time, despite the endless calls, the Vulcan Knife stall in the liquor store finally opened its door.

A waiter shouted loudly: "The Vulcan Knife is now on sale, each bottle has three guan and two hundred coins, and the daily limit is twenty bottles."

I shouted this sentence three times.

Everyone around was stunned. There was a limited amount of wine sold. Only twenty bottles were sold a day?

I was even more stunned when I saw the small bottle in the boy's hand. Who can drink from such a small bottle? And such a bottle costs three guans and two hundred coins? If you put this in other wine shops, you can buy more than half a bucket of wine.

Some of the drinkers were about to turn around and leave. With such expensive wine, who could be fooled? Do you think you can scare everyone by making up a story?

Who do you think is the fool...?

Huh?

woohoo...

Several people who turned around stopped, and then slowly turned back.

I sniffed my nose hard, the aroma of this wine... was so strong!

Those who can come to buy wine early in the morning are either wine lovers or purchasers from some families or restaurants.

Anyway, no one who can stand here will admit that he doesn't understand wine.

And now, the smell of wine coming from Zheng's liquor store is unprecedentedly good.

Some of the drunkards couldn't help but swallow hard.

The person at the front of the queue was sent by Cheng Zhijie. He was afraid that others would compete with him, so he sent all the guards who had brought him to Luoyang early in the morning.

He handed over three guan and two hundred copper coins, then took the fiery red porcelain bottle from the wine shop clerk's hand, turned around and walked back.

And several drunkards gathered around.

"Brother, is this wine really so good?"

"I don't know, I bought it for my master, please!"

As he spoke, he squeezed out involuntarily.

Those people originally planned to persuade the other party to give them a taste, but unexpectedly they left immediately.

At this time, the second bottle of wine began to be bottled.

The clerk at the wine shop followed the instruction and raised the wine grapes high, and then moved very slowly. The wine slowly drew a bright white line from the wine grapes, and then fell into the bottom. in the funnel.

In this way, the aroma of the wine spread further, and many onlookers ran to the wine shop and sniffed vigorously.

That's the thing with some things, the more you can't get it, the more you want it.

No matter how slowly the twenty bottles of wine were sold, they were all sold out in just a moment.

Those who were watching, without exception, had not tasted a drop of wine.

"Man, if you sell another bottle, I'll pay you three hundred cents!"

Finally, a rich wine bug couldn't stand it anymore. What's the matter with this fine wine that I can only smell but not drink?

I can't afford it myself.

"Sorry, we don't have any today. Please come early tomorrow." The waiter said politely, and then planned to close this separate stall.

"Hey, is that too little? Then I'll offer you three [-] yuan!"

"It's not a question of how much, it's just that there really aren't any today. Even if there are hundreds of guests, there won't be any!"

At this time, the trustees invited by Yan Kai began to shout: "Sell two more bottles. Seeing that we have been waiting in line for so long and haven't bought anything, let's sell another bottle!"

There were about twenty of these people, and other onlookers who watched them shouting and shouting along with them, it could be said that the attention of the entire market was attracted.

The waiter had no choice but to say: "Wait a minute, I'll ask the shopkeeper for instructions."

After saying that, he went into the back. Sitting behind him were Yan Kai and Zheng Zhixun. Zheng Zhixun said with a smile: "You did a good job. I will go to the accounting office to pay the bonus of [-] yuan later."

"Thank you, Mr. Master!" The guy's face was all smiles. One hundred coins is not a small amount.

"Okay, go out and follow what I started teaching you." Yan Kai said.

Then the waiter ran from the back to the front stall, waved his hand to silence the shouters, and then shouted: "Our shopkeeper said, thank you for your love, but this Vulcan Sword brewing It’s not easy, we can only sell twenty bottles a day.”

Seeing that others were about to shout again, he quickly shouted: "But!"

As soon as this came out, everyone knew that there was probably a turn for the better and became quiet again.

"But we can't let everyone come here in vain, so our shopkeeper has said that after the twenty bottles of wine are sold out every day, everyone who queues up can participate in the lottery, and one lucky customer will be given a free bottle of Vulcan Knife giveaway.”

As he spoke, he raised a small wine bottle that he had prepared a long time ago. It looked exactly like the bottle that contained the Vulcan Sword just now, but it was half the size, and it was only filled with about three taels of wine.

Normally, these people would naturally disdain such a small bottle of wine, but now, after experiencing several twists and turns of hope, disappointment and hope, let alone such a small bottle, just a sip, they would probably I can be happy for a long time.

Moreover, this wine is so expensive, and the shopkeeper is giving it away for free, so what else do you need on your own...and a flatbed truck!

Then the guy took out a wooden box with a round hole in it: "Everyone lined up from the back and each person drew one. There are fifty paper balls in total, each with fifty numbers."

Then he pointed to a wooden board behind him: "A number has been written on this board. After everyone has finished drawing, I will turn the board over. Whoever's number is the same as the one on the board will be the lucky spectator."

This method can be said to be unheard of. Those who gathered in front of the liquor store hurriedly ran to the back, fearing that they would not be able to get in line if they were late.

At this time, Li Shimin and others standing on a building in the distance were stunned.

Changsun Wuji said leisurely: "I think we underestimated this kid yesterday."