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Chapter 29: The Mountain Man Has His Own Idea

"Uncle! High!"

"Hey... you are humble and humble, you brat is not much worse than your father and me!"

"Hahaha!"

"Go drink, go drink!"

The father and son, arm-in-arm, got into the carriage with a smile and drove towards the Hidden Flower Pavilion.

.....

Beijing.

It's getting dark.

The influence of the two altars of royal wine indeed exceeded everyone's expectations. The constant flow of guests outside the gate of Zanghua Pavilion is the best proof.

The business of Baihualou, which is not inferior at all on weekdays, has been greatly affected.

Watching the guests rush to the Zanghua Pavilion to watch the excitement.

The anxious Baihualou Madam's eyes were filled with fire.

But there is nothing I can do in my hurry. I can only say hello to the girls in my house: "Come out, let's build up the momentum of our Baihua Building. Two jars of wine are nothing. If you really want to have a full house, you still have to look at the girls."

ability!"

"okay!"

The girls, who were pretending to be coy, slowly walked out from the front door of Baihua Tower.

However, it caused quite a traffic jam for a while.

It can also be called carriages, sedan chairs and pedestrians mingling together.

But there were only a few people walking towards Baihua Tower.

"Hey... brothers, I saw that the people at the entrance of Baihua Tower are the top ones. Normally, even if you want to meet them, you have to spend a lot of money. Why are they all standing up today?"

"You are stupid, that's because there is no business in Baihua Building today!"

"Then how about... let's go?"

"You are even more stupid! Today Uncle Qingyuan from Zanghua Pavilion brought two jars of royal wine. Both uncle and his son are notoriously poor drinkers. What if we can still get a few sips of wine together?

You’ve all made money!”

"It's just Baihualou, when can't we go?"

"That's right! Let's go to the Hidden Flower Pavilion first!"

A large number of dignitaries and businessmen gathered in front of the door. The old bustard changed his depressed look outside the Qingyuan Mansion. With a flushed face, he shouted loudly at the surrounding guests: "Every guest who comes to my Zanghua Pavilion today will be given a gift as a gift."

Cup of wine and ambrosia!"

"Okay! It seems that Zanghua Pavilion has spent a lot of money today, and even gave away Jiuxianlu!"

"What does Jiuxianlu have? Now you can even see the jade liquid given by the emperor in the Hidden Flower Pavilion. I'm afraid Jiuxianlu is not the number one wine in the capital!"

"That's a gift from the emperor. Do you think it's a carrot? See you every day?"

Several guests heard that the words made sense and laughed one after another.

Not long after, many people suddenly discovered that the madam who had been smiling and welcoming visitors from all directions outside the Zanghua Pavilion had suddenly disappeared, but not many people paid attention to it.

After all, you can come to Zanghua Pavilion.

There is no reason to come after the madam.

In the backyard of Zanghua Pavilion, Wang Siqi and Wang You, father and son, were chatting happily, but the content was all unnutritious nonsense.

"How is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's East Palace?"

“Not bad.”

"Were you nervous when you met the emperor before?"

"Okay."

"Your mother said she misses you."

"What should we do? Ask my mother to come and drink together?"

"Ahem...forget it."

Just when the two of them were talking to each other, the wrinkles and folds on the old madam's face collided with each other, and she came over with a smile and said: "Uncle, young master, relying on my uncle's care, I will hide the flowers today."

Ge's business is extremely good, it has never been so lively this year."

Wang You waved his hand and said: "I don't see any lack of passers-by in Hidden Flower Pavilion like you on weekdays. Today I just took advantage of the fact that my son received the royal wine from His Highness the Crown Prince. I'm afraid tomorrow the business will be the same as before.

.”

The Madam's eyes suddenly dimmed, and even Wang Siqi couldn't help but secretly said that his father really didn't know how to chat, so he could just be more honest and quick to respond.

Although...it's true.

But don't say it so bluntly.

When Wang Siqi saw this, he quickly laughed and said with a smile: "Today's business is good, but I don't know if you are willing to let your Zanghua Pavilion's business be the same as today from now on."

When the madam heard this, her eyes suddenly widened.

He opened his mouth slightly in disbelief and said: "Could it be that Mr. Wang can still get the imperial wine? If you can put a few jars in the Tibetan Flower Pavilion for public sale, that would be great! Don't worry, it should be beneficial! Not at all.

It’ll be a lot less!”

Wang Siqi glanced angrily.

He said: "Do you think that wine is bulk goods on the roadside?"

"Even the amount of brewing in the palace every year is countless. Every jar is not brewed under the supervision of the master. It is very rare... Besides, even if I get a few jars for you,

Do you really dare to sell it?"

The old bustard suddenly felt like a deflated ball, but he still couldn't help but said: "I don't know, what is the way that Mr. Wang said can make the business of Zanghua Pavilion as good as it is today?"

"Hunger marketing!"

"what is that?"

Wang Siqi smiled and said: "This is a very profound thing to talk about. First think about whether this wine given by the emperor is impossible for ordinary people to drink, let alone whether you are a high-ranking official or a famous businessman.

, it’s not easy to even meet him if his status is not high enough.”

The madam nodded.

"That's natural. That's why the prince sent two jars of wine today. Even if the guests couldn't taste a sip today, they would still flock to it."

"That's right, but if you let it out."

"Can the guest with the highest daily consumption get a cup of royal wine?"

"What?"

The old bustard was stunned, and then said: "I'm afraid many people will spend a lot of money in my Zanghua Pavilion just for this cup of wine! But isn't this wine not for sale?"

"Where can I sell the things given by the emperor..."

Wang You on the side couldn't help but twitching when he heard what his son said, "That's right! You can't sell the things given by the emperor, but you dared to take the death-free iron coupon that the emperor rewarded me to a pawn shop to exchange it."

Fortunately, the silver was pawned alive... Otherwise, if I couldn't redeem it, I might have risked my life in it.

The old bustard heard this and said, "How can this be done?"

"You heard me clearly, this wine was not sold, but was given as a gift by someone who spent a lot of money in Zanghua Pavilion!"

"It's a gift! That's right. If you can't sell it, why can't you give it as a gift?"

The old bustard's eyes suddenly brightened, and he quickly thanked Wang Siqi, and then said: "My lord, I wonder when this imperial gift of fine wine will be delivered to my Hidden Flower Pavilion. After all, even if it is a jar of imperial gift of wine,

I can’t make many cups!”

"Please bring more with you...otherwise, it will be gone in a few days!"

"No, no! It's endless!"

"What keeps coming?"

As soon as these words came out, even Wang You on the side was shocked. What nonsense was his son talking about? Wang You quickly said: "What are you talking about? The fine wine given by the emperor is all the grace of the emperor."

, where can there be an endless supply?”
Chapter completed!
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