"Master, in the Central Plains today, there are many types of wines, and they are very complicated. The Qin State alone has Qin wine and various fruit wines!"
"Each country has its own alcoholic drink. It will be difficult to spread it throughout the Central Plains!"
As a businessman, Che Mo naturally knows that almost all of the current liquor business is monopolized by big businessmen and even aristocratic families.
But now it is very difficult for Huang to participate in it.
This is tantamount to robbing these clans of money and food.
Hearing this, Huang smiled. He didn't have any worries in his heart.
The so-called alcoholic beverages are basically hyping up a concept, and in this regard, few people in the entire Central Plains can match him.
"You just need to spread out the stalls. As for the wine, I will find a way."
"Acquire two wine-making workshops at the same time. One of them, in Lincheng, has an ordinary wine. You and the corpse go there, he will know."
"promise."
The car finally left.
Huang glanced at the sky, and then began to organize his thoughts. In his previous life, he was also a good drinker, and he also knew the art of winemaking very well.
With a general thought in his mind, Huang walked out of the study and found Feng Zheng: "Old man Feng, how does the wine that is circulated among monks compare to my Qin wine?"
Hearing this, Feng Zheng thought for a moment, then turned to Huang and said, "National Master, in fact, most of the wine circulated among the monks comes from the Central Plains countries."
"Of course, there are also some families who make wine, which they call elixirs. They use the spiritual things of heaven and earth to make wine, so that the wine contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. However, this kind of wine is very rare and has already been purchased by some special people. There is no spread in the market."
Although he didn't know what Huang planned to do, Feng Zheng still introduced it to Huang in great detail.
Hearing Feng Zheng's words, Huang frowned slightly. He found that this wine seemed a bit difficult to get: "Old man Feng, can you get some of this wine from somewhere?"
"It doesn't need to be the best, just average!"
Hearing this, Feng Zheng glanced at Huang in surprise, and then nodded: "I can only get some ordinary wine, which is slightly better than the other countries in the Central Plains."
"As for the medium ones, you'd better ask the little Taoist priest."
"good!"
In Huang's view, if you can't come up with a crushing product, you won't be able to quickly open up the situation. Even various wines have been circulated for countless years and already have their own loyal drinkers.
"Old man Feng, I'm sorry to bother you, as soon as possible!"
Huang smiled at Feng Zheng and went to the little Taoist priest's residence.
"National Division!"
The little Taoist priest had a smile on his face and nodded towards Huang.
Nangong Qingcheng's pretty face was serious and silent.
Huang nodded slightly and said to the little Taoist priest, "Little Taoist priest, can you get a jar of spiritual wine that is popular among monks? It's better."
Hearing Huang's words, Nangong Qingcheng looked over. The little Taoist smiled and said, "This is all a trivial matter. I just need to go back to the mountain."
Having said this, the little Taoist priest turned to Huang and said, "It's just a national master. Don't misunderstand what others say. The so-called spirit wine is just a name, and it just tastes good."
"Even if you drink it every day, it will be difficult to increase your cultivation, and it is extremely expensive."
"Now the world is in the early stage of the end of the Dharma. Spiritual stones are hard to find between heaven and earth, and spiritual energy is weak. Even those high-altitude beings will not waste spiritual medicine to make wine like this."
Hahaha......
With a loud laugh, Huang nodded: "Okay!"
"Old man Feng mentioned it, I want to try it and see how it is different from my Da Qin wine!"
"Old man Feng also went to get it, saying that he couldn't get it too good..."
........
After Huang left, Nangong Qingcheng turned to the little Taoist priest and said, "Junior brother, does the master like wine?"
"generally!"
The little Taoist priest's eyes flashed through the past scenes: "The imperial master usually only tastes a little bit of wine, and then pours it."
It’s Old Man Feng’s good wine!”
Glancing at the little Taoist priest, Nangong Qingcheng nodded slightly: "Well, I'll go back and you stay in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. His current situation is not good!"
"good."
Watching Nangong Qingcheng leave, the little Taoist immediately withdrew his gaze. He knew in his heart that he had frightened Nangong Qingcheng when he talked about Huang's past.
From the little Taoist's point of view, Huang must have other plans.
Otherwise, he would never have asked about Lingjiu. After all, Huang had been interested in elixirs before, but in the end he was just interested.
He did not express such positivity.
However, this time Huang wanted to taste spiritual wine, and all levels of it were required.
With this thought in mind, the little Taoist priest walked towards Huang's study.
He keenly sensed that something was going on, and if he got involved, there might be terrifying benefits, and it might even allow him to greatly improve his cultivation.
After leaving the Taoist priest, Huang realized one thing, that is, white wine is not suitable for spreading among monks. No matter how bad it is, it must be mixed into spiritual wine. Only in this way can the market be quickly opened.
He decided to brew the wine that was popular in the Central Plains first.
.........
"National Division!"
Just when Huang was thinking about how to hype and how to brew spiritual wine, the little Taoist priest walked in.
Hearing this, Huang looked up at the little Taoist priest with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Logically speaking, the little Taoist priest should go to the Tianshi Mansion now to get the spiritual wine.
The little Taoist priest who walked in also noticed the doubt in Huang's eyes and quickly said, "National Master, my senior sister has gone up the mountain. I will bring down what you want."
Hearing this, Huang was suddenly stunned.
Then he turned to the little Taoist priest and said, "You have something to do with me?"
Hearing Huang's inquiry, the little Taoist priest's face was full of smiles, and he turned towards Huang and said, "I am not here to chat with the Imperial Master and discuss matters."
"sit!"
The little Taoist priest sat down, took a sip of Qin wine, and said to Huang, "Is the master planning to make wine?"
At this moment, Huang couldn't help but stare at the little Taoist priest, and said in a solemn tone, "Did you see it?"
"Well, if it weren't for the benefits, the Imperial Master wouldn't be so interested in spiritual wine."
The little Taoist priest smiled and said to Huang, "Does the Imperial Master plan to let the Sun Chamber of Commerce do the spiritual wine business?"
"Um!"
Seeing the little Taoist investigating, Huang didn't hide anything: "The strength of my house is too low. If I want to become stronger, I must invest more resources."
"Now that Ancestor Kunwu is facing such a big threat, the strength of the house alone is not enough to deal with the danger."
"The expenses in the house are too high, so naturally we have to find ways to make money!"
Having said this, Huang glanced at the little Taoist priest: "Little Taoist priest, are you interested?
"We can definitely cooperate with this spiritual wine."
At this moment, a hint of cunning appeared on Huang's face, and he was trying to lure the young Taoist priest. If the spirit wine wanted to be sold into the circle of monks, it would need a strong backer.
Compared to Feng Yuyan and others, Huang believed in the little Taoist priest more.
No matter what, all young Taoist priests come from Taoism.