How could it be hopeless?

Jiang Ling calmed his mind, thought about it carefully, and then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Huo Long.

"Brother Long, look at our harvest this afternoon. ”

"What's the catch? Didn't you buy wine?"

Huo Long took the paper handed over and glanced up and down, "No, five hundred bottles of wine, how can it be a total of one and two hundred thousand, have you been deceived? How can it be so cheap!"

"Haha, Brother Long, the boss is a blessed person, and he will meet a noble person as soon as he goes out today. ”

Zhu Tie laughed, "Today we went on a trip with Mr. Jiang, the other party seems to be someone inside the winery, their winery had a lot of wine that could not be sold last year, and it happened to be packed and taken away by the boss, originally these wines can usually be sold for at least two million four hundred thousand, or even higher, but now they can't sell it for a good discount, and Mr. Jiang proposed to cooperate with them for a long time, so they agreed to sell it to us cheaply." ”

"Have you paid the money?" Huo Long asked again.

Although the price of the wine written on the paper is not high, but the name is a bestseller on the market, and the quality should be good.

"How is it possible to pay!"

Xiong Yi shook his head, "The wine is still in their store, and we didn't pay for it, and others promised us to pay for it on the same day, which is more convenient."

"I'm relieved. ”

Huo Long breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Ling, "Then how much are you going to sell these wines?"

Gangneung thought for a moment, "How much more expensive can the alcohol in the nearby bar be compared to the ex-factory price?"

"That's a lot of money!"

Xiong Yi said with a smile, "Mr. Jiang, you don't know, our Tianwu Street is a more prosperous area of Tianwu City, whether it is a bar, an Internet café, or a snack shop, as long as you enter this street, the price of everything will go up, it is not good to buy a cocktail for dozens of yuan outside, and you have to buy one or two hundred when you enter the bar, five times less, ten times more people will buy it!"

It's so dark!

Jiang Ling remembered that he had eaten hot pot with Shen Yuhan in this neighborhood before, although he didn't look at how much the final bill was, it was at least a few hundred, or even thousands.

Thinking about it this way, the hot pot restaurant is indeed a more cost-effective place on this street, if the two of them go to any high-end restaurant, I am afraid that a meal will cost more than a few thousand yuan.

"In that case, we will spend a million on these wines, and if we sell them, it is better to increase the price by five times, right?" Jiang Ling asked for advice.

"Of course it is!"

Huo Long was affected, "According to me, if it has increased by seven or eight times, there must be people who will buy it, and now that our martial arts hall is facing closure, it is better to increase it tenfold." ”

"There is no rush to set prices. ”

Jiang Ling shook his head, "Don't forget that we still have one million left, and we should be able to sell five or six million for wine, you can help me think about how to spend this million to help us earn enough for the remaining half of the money." ”

This is the advantage of the Budokan Museum, although it owes a lot of money, but with its influence, it doesn't take too much effort to earn it back.

However, these are all because Gangneung's previous arrangement is more appropriate, and if the martial arts hall is still overcrowded, the daily expenses will be a lot of money.

But now Gangneung has arranged some warriors to enterprises in various districts of Tianwu City, and the living expenses are much less.

"One million earns and the remaining six million. ”

The crowd muttered, their brains spinning wildly.

For the vast majority of people, they have never seen such a huge number in their lives, and it is really a little difficult for them to suddenly think of ideas.

After thinking about it for a long time, everyone only came up with some constructive suggestions, such as buying more juice, soda or something, after all, not everyone likes to drink, and there are some businessmen with bad stomach who like to drink mild liquids.

Huo Long applied to buy some decorations and dress up the martial arts hall well, so that he could improve his style to some extent.

Jiangling was not stingy, and directly granted him 200,000 yuan, after all, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and it is indeed not suitable for the martial arts hall of Nuoda if it is not decorated.

......

At the end of the day's shopping, night falls and the food in the cafeteria gives off a wonderful aroma.

After Jiang Ling and the warriors finished eating in the cafeteria, they were not idle, and went directly to the training room to start training.

In the middle of the training, the door of the training room was suddenly pushed open, and standing outside the door was a man about thirty years old, one meter eight tall, and a sturdy man, with a scar between his eyebrows, and his face was a little cold.

Wang Zhi.

This is the third third-level martial artist in the martial arts hall, and he usually doesn't like to talk, and even in the battle with Gangneung, he didn't say a word.

Unlike others, Wang Zhi is not a master of boxing, but a swordsman, so although he was easily defeated by Jiang Ling on the competition platform, Jiang Ling still counted him among the third-level martial artists.

Because when he allowed Wang Zhi to use only the short knife, Jiang Ling could feel that if the physical fitness of the two sides was the same, Wang Zhi's strength was definitely not below him.

After Wang Zhi saw Jiang Ling training in the training room, he was just about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute. ”

Jiang Ling stopped him, "Why don't you use a short knife, I'm empty-handed, let's compete?"

Wang Zhi's short knife gave him a sense of oppression, which Jiang Ling had never felt since he was promoted to level 3 from "Time and Space Divine Skill".

Jiang Ling was very much looking forward to the other party helping him further improve the level of the Space-Time Divine Skill, even if he might be injured, he felt that it was very worth it.

However, Wang Zhi just glanced at him with slanted eyes, stretched out his hand to close the door, and left.

Is it so ruthless?

Jiang Ling smiled bitterly, although he might have guessed that what he said was a little insulting to Wang Zhi, but he really wanted to test whether his boxing skills could fight against the opponent's sword skills.

He has now practiced the two boxing techniques given to him by the little monk, one is "Five Shape Boxing" and the other is "Luohan Boxing".

Although the two fist techniques have only reached the stage of proficiency, they can be easily defeated in the face of some martial artists with poor foundations.

If he is facing a strong man like Wang Zhi, Jiangling still has to use "Taijiquan" to win.

The reason is very simple, the opponent's basic skills are stronger than him, and he can only rely on his extraordinary physical fitness and fighting awareness if he wants to win.

The reason why Shaolin boxing is not used is because the Wudang boxing method emphasizes more on overcoming rigidity with softness, and although the knife method is good, it can still find a way to break through.

But Jiang Ling does not plan to practice only one set of Taijiquan boxing methods, after all, he has a systematic driving in learning ability, if he only cultivates one boxing method, the improvement speed of "Time and Space Divine Skill" will be very slow, not to mention, it also wastes his strong learning ability, it is too cost-effective.

Gangneung put away the complicated thoughts in his brain and was just about to continue training.

With a bang, the door behind him was suddenly opened again, and Wang Zhi appeared at the door again.

It's just that compared to the first time, he doesn't hold a knife in his right hand, and he still holds a sword in his left hand.

"Give!"

After spitting out a word in his mouth, Wang Zhi raised his hand and threw his sword towards Jiangling.

Jiang Ling took the sword thrown in mid-air, looked up and down, and nodded slightly.

Good sword!