Lin Su was surprised when he got on the boat. There was also a word "scent" on the boat.

Baixiang Tower not only occupies various waterways in Dacangba, but also in Dachuan Kingdom.

Although they were only planning a commercial territory, Lin Su was still very excited. However, Baixiang Tower was not his enemy, and he even had a close relationship with him. He knew that Ding Hai's Haining Tower was from Baixiang Tower, Ding Hai himself was from Baixiang Tower, and his dark night treasure was also from Baixiang Tower.

In the early stage, Baixianglou accepted his commission and helped him find people all over the world.

Baixianglou’s business model is the same all over the world.

Hundreds of the same rooms on the ship sold at different prices, and the commercial essence of "layered pricing" was fully interpreted. Lin Su was a person who didn't care about money. He threw ten taels of silver and asked for two adjacent rooms.

A little maid twisted her butt and took him into one of them.

Another maid with Yang Willow Waist brought the little saint Mengzhu into another room.

The room is adjacent, and the corridors on the side of the river are roughly connected, with a partition between them. The little saint entered the room, went to the balcony outside, happily stuck out his head, lay on the edge of the boat, and looked at Lin Su and laughed: "You invite me to take the boat, I invite you to drink, give it to..."

Hand him a small wine jar.

Lin Su's first impression was that this wine jar was quite beautiful, with about three pounds of packs, with a bent neck and a big belly. He rarely saw this type of wine jar. This kind of wine jar could not contain much wine, and it took up more space. It should be a luxury item in the wine, not a practical item.

"This is the latest top fire fairy wine released by the demon clan. One bottle costs ten taels of silver. I didn't take advantage of you." said the little saint.

Top Fire Fairy Wine?

Where is it?

Lin Su pulled out the cork and smelled a scent of wine.

Pour it into the porcelain cup on the table, it is red, without any impurities, and has excellent quality.

Taste it, it is sweet, sour, and has an alcohol content of about twenty degrees.

Isn't this wine?

It is almost no different from the wine he once drank in modern society.

Lin Su couldn't help but sigh that a philosopher said was right: a butterfly flapped its wings on the east coast and would cause a tornado on the west coast.

Some things can cause chain reactions.

The same goes for wine.

The wine of the demon clan originally took the path of strong wine. When playing low-altitude wine in the secular world, it increased the alcohol content of the wine to an incredible level, became famous for its "strong" and corresponded to men's needs and occupied the top of the wine.

The white clouds emerged from the sky, making it stronger, mellower and more fragrant than the Fiery Brewery, and it was cast from the altar.

Moreover, it has lost its direction of effort, because the strongest Class A by the white cloud is already 53 degrees. How do you go to a more intense path? First, it is a congenital technical defect. They cannot increase the alcohol level to above 53 degrees without being killed by distillation. Even if they can be lifted up, the alcohol that is infinitely close to alcohol may not be drunk by humans.

So, the demon clan changed its strategy and did not make a fuss about the word "Lie", but repositioned the target population.

It targets women as its target customers.

Do not pursue fierceness, pursue elegance, make a fuss on packaging, and make a fuss about the appearance of wine. Whether this move draws on the marketing strategy of Lin Family Perfume and does not mention it, the key is that it has succeeded.

Such a small jar of wine was sold for ten taels of silver.

So, there are also masters in the demon clan, oh, no, great demons.

"Your cup is not good! If you drink this fairy wine, you have to be the exclusive luminous cup for the fairy wine!" With a shout, the little saint crossed the thin boundary between the two ships and came to his side, with two cups in his hand.

Crystal is made of transparent, and the wine is poured in, with endless beauty. Several lines of poetry reflected on the cup: "Grape wine is luminous, and you want to drink the green and urge you to immediately. Don't laugh at me when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from war in ancient times?" This poem is engraved on the cup. When there is no water in the cup, it is almost impossible to see. With water, the poem can be seen.

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Lin Su gently shook the crystal cup, looking at the familiar poem a little confused: "The fairy wine is exclusive to the luminous cup, and there is also a poem engraved with it. Does this poem have anything to do with the demon clan? They are exclusive to it?"

"Don't you..." The little saint held up the wine glass: "Don't you think drinking such beautiful wine with this cup corresponds to such beautiful poems is the highest level of drinking? By the way, this cup is the most expensive. I spent ten taels of silver to buy wine, and these two cups cost 100 taels, and this one in your hand will give you..."

Lin Su was basically speechless...

The demon clan is not only tall, but also very demonic...

This is called bundled sales...

What sells wine is not wine, but elegance and high-end.

If you buy his wine, you will be incomplete without buying his cup.

And this cup is ten times the price of wine.

The pricing rules of modern luxury goods, they are playing so hard...

"Why are you giving me a bunch of things?" Lin Su looked at the little saint and didn't understand.

The little saint told him very seriously: "You are pure and good-natured, and you must have suffered a lot of losses in the past few years, but I want to tell you that people with pure and good-natured nature will still be rewarded. Don't lose your true intentions because of temporary setbacks."

"Don't worry!" Lin Su patted her chest: "I will definitely not lose my true intentions. What I am like in the past, and I will definitely still do that in the future... This way, if you give me a bunch of things, I will also return one thing."

He picked up a small bottle and handed it to the little saint.

The little saint picked it up: "I've got up and got up, smoked the embroidered silk clothes, washed it, everything is suitable. The east wind sways the weeping willow garden, who knows the thoughts of the spring... Wow, this is the latest spring hatred perfume, and it has not flowed into the country of Dachuan..."

Her screams were probably a bit penetrating.

Lin Su stepped onto the balcony of Linjiang, his eyes fell toward this side, and Lin Su raised his eyes as if telepathically responded...

In an instant, Lin Su was stunned.

Yuan Ji!

It's her!

Having not seen each other for half a year, people are still as graceful as the stars in the past, still as quietly as the stars are falling into the dust, as noble as fairy, as dreamy as blurry, as gentle as the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, as the poem she wrote on the pages of the book: Half of the incense incense is like my fragrance...

Yuan Ji obviously saw Lin Su. As soon as her eyes came into contact with Lin Su's eyes, a ripples suddenly appeared in her eyes...

But this process may only be one tenth of a second...

Then, she retreated.

With just one glance, she burst into waves, and she didn't care about the flood after this glance.

What the little saint said later, Lin Su turned a deaf ear to the small jar of wine, leaving behind his drinking glass, and the little saint returned to his room.

It became quiet, everything was quiet, but Lin Su's heart was not quiet.

"Hi!" A wisp of sound passed through the thin boat board, covering Yuan Ji's location, which was the kind that was transmitted by true qi and was inauspicious to outsiders.

Yuan Ji's slightly closed eyes opened, silently.

"Are you okay after we parted in Dacang Mountain?"

Yuan Ji's eyes were like a tide of spring, disappearing invisible.

"We have said that if we meet again in the world, we will be like strangers. The basic guiding ideology is not to pursue it deliberately, and it does not include fate that is a misfortune, right? This time we meet, God testified that I was really not intentional. It was purely the arrangement of fate. Even if fate is arranged, it would be better to pretend not to know each other, right?"

Yuan Ji bit her lips gently, but still silent.

"Okay okay, you're very stubborn, even if we are strangers, I just helped you a favor and became your cheap junior..."

A trace of doubt flowed through Yuan Ji's eyes, "If you take advantage of your junior brother, do you have to take advantage of it?" Do they have the same meaning as "hunter" and "junior brother"?

If so, this is easy to understand. He has indeed been her cheap husband, but there should not be such a statement in any place, otherwise would the sect not be messed up?

What does this mean?

She wanted to ask, but she also knew that this little villain wanted her to ask. As long as she talked to him, she would not be like a stranger. Next, many things might be deformed and I wouldn't say anything.

She didn't say anything, Lin Su said enough: "Have you offended the people of Chunshui Sect? A bunch of senior elders are looking for you. They probably smelled your feelings on me and stopped me. I wanted to get your news from me. I had already seen through their plans and tricked them into the capital to find something Shunfengju. Don't worry, they would never even think that they were beaten to death. I, a person who seems to be pure in nature, is actually a mess..."

Yuan Ji rolled her eyes quietly in her eyes, and she glanced at her...

Still silent.

Lin Su performed a lot, but there was no response there...

"Forget it, I won't flirt with you anymore!" Lin Su surrendered: "The new perfume this year, someone who happened to meet has a bottle, so of course you have it too. I'll put it by the window, take it yourself, I'll go out to play..."

Hanging a bag on the balcony of Linjiang, he opened the cabin door and went out, and went to the deck outside.

It was quiet on the outside deck.

Because it's still night now.

It is July 12th, and the moon is eighty-minute round.

On both sides of the Li River, the green mountains are as dark as the green Li River, with a unique charm under the moon.

A faint fragrance came from behind him, it was spring hatred, and Lin Su's heart stumbled slightly. Is it her? She accepted his spring hatred and came out to see him?

No, the person who came was the little saint, who gently wrinkled his nose under the bright moon: "Hey, I used the perfume you gave me."

"I smelled it!"

"Do you like to watch the moon too? I like it too. My mother is still chanting poems to the moon. The willows sway in the east wall and the night wind is sad. The moon shadow enters the building and the people don't reply... written by my father!"

Damn! Lin Su stared at her for about five seconds.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" The little saint didn't understand.

"Well... let's discuss a possibility, don't be furious..." Lin Su said: "Do you think your mother is possible and hasn't given up on her obsession with 'revenge' of your father?"

The little saint was not tired and sighed softly: "Actually, my sister and I have been urging my mother to stop seeking revenge on my father. It's not easy for my father. After all, in front of the court, he has a wife at home. He is in his position, so he has to pay attention to the influence. It is not good to have too close contact with the world..."
To be continued...