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Chapter 156: Life is like floating grass

In an era when the water and wine level is not high, there are often people who are not drunk for a thousand cups. In the brothels and Chu Pavilion, there will be many people who like wine often gamble.

Deyi Tower is the largest brothel in the capital. According to Cui Jiuniang's information, there are more than ten third-rank officials who often come to Deyi Tower.

This leads to the fact that Deyilou is actually a good advertising platform. As long as you make such a thing in Deyilou, this kind of spirit will be advertised and spread to the entire capital in a few days.

The capital city is the leader of the world. The news about the capital city can be spread throughout the world in a year or two.

The next night, Deyilou posted a big notice as Li Xin said.

The notice was written by Cui Jiuniang himself, and the handwriting was clear and elegant.

"The boss accidentally got several jars of fine wine. He thought that the wine has been so sour and strong from ancient times to the present. Ordinary people drink it and get drunk. The boss is a wine lover and cannot bear to enjoy it alone. He will share it with everyone. Anyone who drinks this wine in a small building with three bowls of wine and does not get drunk with a stick of fragrance, will be allowed to spend a good night with the girl in the clothes."

There is a high platform next to the notice, with three porcelain bowls placed on it, and it is filled with wine.

Deyilou has to offer several top-notch players who abdicate the position every year. These top-notch players are both talented and beautiful. Although they don’t sell themselves, they earn much more money than those who sell themselves. After three or four years of prosperity, these top-notch players will actually start to contact customers, or stay in the building to do business, or marry out to be a concubine for others.

A long time ago, when Deyilou was not yet a member of the Deyilou, Cui Jiuniang was also one of these people, but she became the seventh prince's outer house as a priest.

This girl with clothes is the most popular young master in Deyilou in the past two years. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs and essays. Many noble people in the capital spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy her, but Cui Jiuniang did not nod and agreed.

Now, just drink three bowls of wine to have a love affair?

The Deyi Building was boiling.

Many people were rushing toward the platform regardless of their identity. A tall man stood on the platform with a loud voice: "Dear guests, don't squeeze, come one by one."

A short and fat middle-aged man was the first to walk onto the high platform.

Chen Bu, the Ministry of Works, is the deputy director.

This Yuanwailang is also a high-ranking restaurant. He has rarely been drunk for decades. After walking onto the platform, he laughed, picked up a bowl of wine and slapped it all.

Then he started coughing violently.

In order to prevent people from drinking, Li Xin mixed some water in. However, despite this, these three bowls of wine still had a degree of about 60 degrees, and a large bowl of wine was at least about half a pound. In this era when I was used to drinking light wine, it took at least ten or twenty years to adapt. Only people in this era could cope with this kind of spirit.

The official-in-law fell down bravely.

Another adult from the Censorate climbed to the high platform.

These officials were all wearing ordinary clothes, and ordinary people couldn't recognize them, but Cui Jiuniang, who was standing on the third floor and watching, was clear about their identities. Cui Jiuniang put his hands in his long sleeves and chuckled at a young man beside him: "Mr. Li's wine is really amazing. This man-in-law has been here for several years. I have never seen him drunk."

Li Xin narrowed his eyes and chuckled softly, "You can't let Sister Cui lose money, right?"

While watching downstairs, Jiuniang whispered: "Mr. Li, what's the name of this wine?"

"It should be called Wei Wang in the court, but the people should not shout this way, so as not to say that His Highness the King of Wei wastes food."

Winemaking is indeed a waste of food. When Emperor Wu of the Great Jin Dynasty was in power, the mountains and rivers were devastated, and people were forbidden to brew wine. It was not until the fifth year of Chengde, that is, thirteen years ago, when the vitality of the Great Jin Dynasty was almost recovered, the Emperor Chengde ordered the ban on alcohol to be lifted.

Li Xin pondered for a moment and said, "This wine can be lit with fire, so it's better to call it Zhurong."

Naming a name is a very critical link. After all, the method of steaming wine cannot be kept secret for a long time. In the future, there will always be distilled liquors that are rotten. If you want to make money in the future, you must make this wine a "famous brand" while you are now.

So Zhurong Wine was born.

Cui Jiuniang nodded and said, "Okay, I've written down this name."

Li Xin whispered: "In the past few days, don't reveal this notice from Deyilou. If you make it a few days, you should get the fame out."

Speaking of this, Li Xin's expression became serious and said in a deep voice: "Sister Cui remembers that no matter who asked to buy this kind of wine these days, my sister refused and said no. After ten days and half a month, we will release the news that there are ten jars of Zhurong wine for sale."

When you sell the wine again, the degree will not be as high as today, and it will be at most thirty or forty degrees. Otherwise, even if someone is willing to buy it, no one likes to drink it.

This method of selling wine was learned by Li Xin and a later generation of a member of Lei. Although the tricks were a little bit brighter, I have to admit that they were very useful.

In the early days of Lei Daguan Ren's success, this marketing method has made great efforts.

Cui Jiuniang nodded: "I understand, what is the price?"

Li Xin grinned: "There are only ten jars of wine in total. What price should be set and let them bid."

Cui Jiuniang turned her head and looked at Li Xin, and sighed softly: "If Mr. Li comes to do business, he will definitely be the number one businessman in the capital...a big profiteer..."

Li Xin laughed: "All businessmen are not traitors, these nobles are so rich that they are so rich. Killing them is also a contribution to society."

Speaking of this, Li Xin clasped his fists at Cui Jiuniang: "Sister, I have something to deal with in the princess's house. I'll go back first. I'll take care of it here first. If you have any questions, please contact me at any time."

Cui Jiuniang smiled: "The young man who used to sell charcoal has now become a busy person."

As soon as she said this, she realized that she had made up her words and immediately covered her mouth.

Many people will regard themselves as a stain on their former poor self after becoming rich and are unwilling to let others mention it.

Li Xin smiled unabated: "Selling this thing is no different from selling charcoal at the beginning, but the buyer is just different."

Li Xin bowed to Jiuniang and left Deyi Tower.

Cui Jiuniang looked at Li Xin's back as she was leaving and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Li Xin has a good personality. If he were a slim person, he might have held grudges.

Jiu Niang was thinking about Li Xin's affairs, and the maid Ping'er hurriedly ran over and said anxiously to Cui Jiu Niang: "Jiu Niang, it's not good. Miss Caiyi is getting angry in the room. Even the piano is falling..."

Jiu Niang closed her mind and glanced at Ping'er lightly: "What's she making trouble?"

Ping'er lowered her head and hesitated: "It's just because you treat her as a gift, so you are angry and making noise... Go and have a look..."

Jiu Niang said calmly: "I don't have time to pay attention to her. If she likes to make trouble, let her go and tell her that if she can't make a living, she will hit her head to death now."

"I'm dead, I'll find someone else to serve her."

Jiuniang turned around indifferently and ignored Ping'er.
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