After Li Changan and Liu Zhiyin entered, they found a seat in the middle and back, so that they would not be too conspicuous or ignored.
There are wooden signs on the table.
Li Changan placed the wine gourd on the table, dipped his pen in ink,
Lijia Winery, twenty cents per catty, eighty catties.
"Erlang, isn't twenty cents a pound a bit expensive?"
Liu Zhiyin looked around, and then said softly, "I saw several restaurants with prices around seventeen cents."
The faint fragrance entered his nose, and Li Changan replied, "Don't worry, there are some for twenty cents, and there are also twenty-two cents. Our price is considered above average."
There are more and more people in the wine market, and people are constantly occupying seats and writing prices on wooden signs.
At the same time, waiters from wine shops and small restaurants also came to choose suitable drinks.
But it was a pity that someone stopped in front of Li Changan, just glanced at him, and then left.
"Isn't this the consumptive ghost of the Li family?" A joking rough voice sounded, followed by several strong men walking over.
Li Changan knew it was the scoundrel Wang Ergou without even looking at him.
There were several people beside Wang Ergou, who walked here together, with a strong and imposing figure.
Li Changan and Liu Zhiyin were completely helpless in front of them.
The waiter at the wine market at the door said, "You are not allowed to cause trouble in the wine market."
Wang Ergou smiled and clasped his fists at the servant, "Don't worry, sir, we won't cause trouble."
With that said, several people sat down next to Li Changan, and each of them wrote down the price of twenty cents per pound.
"What? Are you still thinking about selling the wine?"
Wang Ergou smiled disdainfully and said, "The reputation of your Li Family Winery is almost ruined. Who dares to ask for your wine?"
"The color of the wine is turbid, the taste is sour, and the daily production is still intermittent. Even the most talkative Zhangji Winery doesn't want it anymore. Why do you come to the wine market?"
"Disgracing yourself?"
Every word Wang Ergou said made Liu Zhiyin's head drop a little lower.
In her heart, Li's Winery was defeated by her hands.
Even newer wineries like Wang Ergou sell better than the Lijia Winery.
Li Chang'an seemed to feel Liu Zhiyin's heartfelt voice and comforted softly, "Sister-in-law, haven't we gotten better now?"
"Don't worry, our wine will definitely be sold today."
"Don't let this kind of scum ruin your mood."
Wang Ergou smiled at his companions and said, "Look, this tubercular ghost still doesn't believe it."
"Our brothers all have twenty cents per catty, but he still wants to sell them. It's really a fantasy."
"Hahaha, that's right, the reputation of Li's wine shop is gone, and he is not the only one selling wine in Linxian County."
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The laughter was not loud, but it was harsh enough.
There are more and more people buying wine. There are more than 40 wine shops and more than 80 small restaurants in Linxian County. Even if they have wine in stock, they will come here to buy wine every now and then.
All the waiters are knowledgeable enough about wine, and the quality of the wine cannot be hidden from their mouths.
What's more, the wine shop clerks are very familiar with the wines of various wineries.
A guy came over, and when he saw a familiar winery, he went directly there, wrote a receipt, paid a deposit, and waited for the winery to deliver the wine to his door tomorrow.
But even if some of these guys stopped for a moment, after seeing the Lijia Liquor brand and their eyes lingering on Liu Zhiyin's face for a while, they all went to other places.
Although the widow of the Li family is beautiful, business is business, and the wine in the Li family wine shop cannot be sold.
So even if Li Changan served a sample of wine, no one would want to taste it.
Next to him, Wang Ergou and his companions exchanged a few words with the bartenders from time to time.
These wine buyers only do a little comparison when considering the price.
But decisions are made very quickly.
After all, we have known each other for a long time, and each family has a familiar flavor, which will not change easily.
Li Changan held a sample of the wine and invited everyone who passed by to taste it, but unfortunately, almost no one paid attention to it.
Someone finally took a sip and stopped to look at the price. However, after seeing the name of Li's Winery, he still hesitated for a moment, shook his head and left.
"Sorry, I'd better take another look."
The wine tastes pretty good, even better than some wines priced at 22 cents.
But Lijia Winery...
When it comes to wine shops, even small restaurants with the smallest demand, the first factor is a stable supply, and you can't have a different taste every day.
Lijia Winery's production has had problems before and is not safe.
Just to be on the safe side, let’s take a look before talking.
Wang Ergou on the side couldn't help laughing and said,
"Stop struggling, how much wine can you make in a day with just one of you, a consumptive ghost and a bitch?"
"Eighty pounds? Just brag. You can."
Liu Zhiyin's apricot eyes were filled with mist.
Li Changan comforted himself, a thought came into his mind and he could no longer contain it.
Wang Ergou, we have plenty to play with.
Half an hour later,
Wang Ergou and several of his companions stood up with the bills.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how come this wine is sold so easily?"
"Unlike some people, others don't dare to buy the same wine after drinking it. It's really a headache..."
"This is the receipt from Zhang Ji's wine shop. I need to send fifty pounds over tomorrow."
"Okay, Lao Wang, it's only one tael of silver at a time."
Several people were discussing lively.
Wang Ergou approached Li Changan and said, "Sick and consumptive ghost, go home and lie down in bed to wait for death."
"If you get sick again, your sister-in-law will..."
Wang Ergou swallowed his words before he finished speaking.
Li Changan suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with a chilling chill.
At the same time, he grabbed the wine gourd on the table and was about to hit him on the head at any moment.
Wang Ergou swallowed his saliva, glanced at the two soapboys at the door of the wine market, and angrily said a few words through his teeth, "The wine from Li's Liquor House will never be sold."
"I said so."
After that, several people walked away.
There are fewer and fewer people in the wine market, and wine sellers more or less have one or two bills in their hands.
Although it is impossible to order dozens or even hundreds of kilograms every time, there is still a harvest after all.
No one cares about Li Changan alone.
An hour passed,
The liquor market was about to close, and the few liquor sellers who were still at the liquor market wiped off the ink marks on the wooden signs, packed up their things, and left.
The bartenders at the wine market at the door were also chatting and laughing and were getting ready to finish.
Liu Zhiyin lowered his head and couldn't help crying.
Why can’t such a good wine be sold?
Is there really no other way?
Li Changan subconsciously patted Liu Zhiyin on the back, "Sister-in-law, it's okay, we will continue to sell wine."
"I have other ways to make money. I will definitely make enough money to redeem my little sister within a month."
The two wiped off the wooden sign, put away the wine gourd, and left the wine market.
As soon as I walked out of the wine market gate, a waiter came hurriedly,
"Wait...wait a moment."
"Do you...do you still have wine?"
The clerk's clothes were clearly embroidered with the words Zhang Ji.
He's a waiter from Zhang Kee's Restaurant.
"Yes, yes." Li Changan nodded quickly.
"Are you... from the Li family?" The waiter hesitated for a moment when he saw Liu Zhiyin behind Li Changan.
"Yes, I'm Li Changan." Li Changan quickly took out the wine gourd, "This is our newly brewed wine, you can try it."
The waiter wanted to refuse, but Li Changan was too enthusiastic and had already poured all the wine on him, so he could only take a sip.
"Huh?" The man was surprised and nodded, "It's okay, but..."
"Don't worry, the quality is absolutely guaranteed, and we can provide at least fifty kilograms every day." Li Changan stared at the waiter with burning eyes.
As long as he can sell the wine, he is confident that he can slowly open up the market.
The clerk glanced at the closed door of the wine market, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, "Okay, I still have ten kilograms left here. Let me explain in advance that if the wine delivered tomorrow is not good, don't blame me and I will never want your wine again.
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"Thank you, thank you..." Li Changan hurriedly thanked him. Liu Zhiyin behind him was also so surprised that he couldn't help but grab the corner of Li Changan's clothes.
"How much does it cost per pound?"
"Twenty Wen."
The clerk took out the bill from his pocket, tore off a ten-pound bill, marked it, and handed it to Li Changan.