Chapter Thirty-Three Four Seas Winery Fighting Party
Ping Niang frowned and looked at the little turtle in front of her. Next to her was Zhao Shenyan, who looked confused. Across the table was the old shopkeeper of Gaoyang Zhengdian who was sweating with anxiety... Meng Fanzheng.
Shopkeeper Meng wiped the sweat from his temples and glanced around the three people across from him. Finally, he was surprised to find that... Zhao Shenyan and his wife, who came from an official family, were actually looking at this young man's face!
Although the visit the night before had already made Shopkeeper Meng admire this courageous young man very much, especially the confidence and calmness in his bones... Coupled with the delicious and delicious taste of burning spring, the old shopkeeper was very impressed at that time.
Gaoyang Zhengdian, which was determined to be on the verge of collapse, encountered a rare opportunity!
But now that the signboard has been put up, there is still no sign of the drinks! Not to mention the somewhat scary price... Even with a 20% discount, it is nearly a thousand yuan a catty!
You know, even if the wine sold by the government is more expensive nowadays, a dime of wine usually sold in bulk is less than four taels, which is about ten or twenty cents, and the watery one can even be sold for eight cents!
Gaoyang Zhengdian’s secret lamb wine is indeed made from a secret recipe to age fat and tender lambs that have just reached full term. It is a masterpiece in the Song Dynasty. It even won the title of one of the twelve tribute imperial wines that year!
But now the main store in Gaoyang only dares to sell a bottle of lamb wine for 500 yuan, and the weight is more than a pound!
Shopkeeper Meng simply asked Song Wendao directly: "Song Xiaolangjun, tell me! Can the price of this wine be reduced? How much can it be brewed in one month at most?"
"It is impossible to reduce the price, it will only increase in the future! In addition, the supply... can be up to two thousand catties a month. I made an estimate at Gaoyang Zhengdian. Even if the number of customers doubles, I can only buy about one thousand catties at this price! So, Meng
The shopkeeper doesn’t have to worry..."
Shopkeeper Meng was stunned for a moment and felt a cold sweat break out on his back. Is this brat trying to fool me or has he really figured out the details of Gaoyang Zhengdian?
Song Wen rolled out an agreement and said softly: "But don't worry, old shopkeeper, as long as Sihai Winery is still there! Regardless of the output, Gaoyang Zhengdian will guarantee a thousand pounds of Huo Shaochun every month! The price will always be better than what's on the market.
Huo Shao Chun is 20% cheaper..."
Shopkeeper Meng carefully read the document agreement, and suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Wendao: "Isn't it right to only guarantee one thousand catties? What if Sihai Winery's business is prosperous in the future, and it brews ten thousand catties a month? My Gaoyang Zhengdian
Does the boat have to rise with the rising tide? From what I’ve seen...if it exceeds two thousand catties per month, Gaoyang Zhengdian can still purchase half of the spirits at a 20% discount!"
Now it was Song Wen's turn to be dumbfounded. He didn't expect it! He underestimated the businessmen of the Song Dynasty... He thought that these guys didn't have much economic sense other than running a brothel, selling salt and iron, and selling some porcelain and tea. However, an old shopkeeper with gray temples gave him
Learned a lesson myself!
The Song Dynasty respected merchant documents more. As long as they did not violate the government's rules and regulations and paid taxes on time, people-to-people agreements were quite strict.
Song Wen paid no attention to the stunned Zhao Shenyan and his wife next to him, and started a quarrel with Shopkeeper Meng from Gaoyang Zhengdian about the agreement...
On one side was a time traveler who knew the value of the product, and on the other was an old fritter who had been in the business world for most of his life and had a sharp eye... This conversation lasted nearly half an hour!
On the sidelines, Shopkeeper Meng knew that Huo Shaochun could barely continue to supply... This was enough! It was enough for his Gaoyang Zhengdian to regain a lot of status in the Bianliang restaurant industry in one fell swoop! As for the priority purchasing rights in the future... Song Wen...
The brat mixed in a lot of additional conditions, such as food price fluctuations, price increases exceeding 10,000 kilograms... and the floating ratio of silver prices and copper coin exchanges. Anyway, shopkeeper Meng was completely impressed by this brat!
Finally, Zhao Shenyan, the nominal proprietor of Sihai Winery, signed an agreement with Shopkeeper Meng in a daze. Before leaving, Shopkeeper Meng handed over his hands and said to Zhao Shenyan: "Guan Zhao has such a good eye. This young man from the Song family is really a business wizard! If we take this
I'll leave the winery business to him...are you afraid that I'll be so rich in the future?"
Zhao Shenyan was confused and covered it up with a haha. Is this little turtle so powerful? Isn't he just brewing a new kind of wine? However, I have tasted a glass of it myself... It is indeed mellow and sweet, but it is a bit high! I have drunk it.
After that, it was vague and dazed...
Zhao Shenyan suddenly remembered something, and then looked at the wife Ping Niang sitting in the room from a distance... Finally, he swallowed timidly.
Ping Niang frowned and looked at the elusive little turtle in front of her... She originally thought she could win over Li Yan, a real master of martial arts, and then gain access to some great generals. But she was actually...
This little turtle man opened some kind of Laoshizi wine shop!
Now, if I think about it, this wine shop and Xiaogui Gong Song Wen's shochu will really start to make money... What is this? Is it an unintentional intervention?
"Little turtle...Song Wen, if your wine is so expensive, will so many people really drink it? Liquor...after all, there has never been such a strong liquor on the market!"
Song Wen took a sip of the spiced tea soup, frowned and swallowed it, and then said calmly: "The current Huo Shaochun is much more fragrant than the one I brought you, and the degree...that is, the intensity is not the same.
So high, and now is the best time to establish a status for Huo Shaochun! I don’t need to brag about Huo Shaochun. Besides... Madam Zhao should know what will happen to the Northerners, Liao people and Tatars.
What do you think of this strong drink?"
Ping Niang looked at the little turtle in surprise... "You have already thought of the Liao people? Those barbarians... are indeed addicted to alcohol, barbaric and ignorant. I am afraid they will fall in love with your strong drink."
"Now it's our liquor... By the way, I'm planning to hold a drinking party at Gaoyang Zhengdian! I'll make a big bet with Bai Fanlou and Pan Lou... Not only will I invite those idle civil servants to taste it, but I will also
Let's invite the heroes from the market to give it a try
Drinking capacity! We have a lottery of ten guan. Drinkers who want to take a chance can go on stage and drink as long as they pay the price of three bottles of Huo Shaochun...those who can drink three bottles will have to stand firm on the stage for a stick of incense before leaving the stage.
You can receive ten coins directly!"
Ping Niang calculated on her fingers. Three bottles of Huoshaochun were worth a thousand and two hundred cents, and ten guans were nearly nine thousand cents... It seemed that losing when you were drunk was nothing, after all, the strong alcohol went into your stomach.
A drunkard with some money in his family might try one after another on stage... The gambling battle with Bai Fan Lou and Pan Lou doesn't seem to be difficult. After all, the Song Dynasty never had such strong liquor!
Ping Niang nodded: "You are the boss behind Sihai Winery, you can make the decision on all these things... In addition, I sent Wang Bin to be in charge, he is an honest man, and I have also told him to listen to you in everything.
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Song Wen chuckled and bowed his hands: "Thank you, Madam Zhao, for your trust!"
Ping Niang glanced at her husband who seemed to be calculating something, and couldn't help but sigh... "Whatever, don't forget what you told me, it's okay to let him know more about the hardships of ordinary people in the market, and maintain a stable life."
It’s a very difficult thing to have a share of the family business!”
Song Wen quite agrees with this... "Yes, it is easier to conquer a country than to defend it!"
Ping Niang glanced at Song Wen, stood up and left with Zhao Shenyan.
Song Wen stood up and looked at the big apricot tree in the backyard of Sihai Winery with a smile on his face.
Of course he is confident! Because his goal is basically the snowy desert and vast grasslands in the north... and even the Western Plateau and the ancient Silk Road in the northwest!
Even grape wine with complete distillation process can be sold at high prices to the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty... Where is my Huo Shaochun with an almost unlimited shelf life?
People of the Song Dynasty... have you ever seen pure wine that can be stored for hundreds of years?