Chapter 167.

Since the advertising was used in the ink technology exhibition, the advertisement immediately showed great power, especially after the Mo Hospital was promoted as the first medical hall in Chang'an City in a short period of time, it was out of control.

Now whenever a new store opens in Chang'an City, the first choice is to advertise in ink magazines. Now the advertising business of ink magazines alone is soft, and the price is also rising.

Even Mo San's status in Mojia Village is on the rise, and over time, the round table meeting in Mojia Village will definitely have its place.

The Mojia Food City has been advertised in two consecutive issues in the ink magazine, which has long been known to the whole city, and the date has already been determined.

"Mojia Food City opens?"

Wang Zhe looked at the leaflets of the Mojia Food City specially collected by his subordinates, which not only promoted the new delicacies of the Mojia Food City, but also focused on the reopening of the Yuzhuangyuan Building!

"Mo Jiazi has found fine salt?" Wang Zhe said angrily, Wangjia Salt Store only limited salt to one family in Mojia Village, and the Yuzhuangyuan Building and Mojia Food City opened as scheduled, Wang Zhe suspected that Mojia Village got fine salt from other channels.

"Young master, the little one can guarantee that the Mo family has definitely not bought fine salt." Wang Dong, the shopkeeper of the salt store, immediately assured.

Do a full set of dramas, Wangjia Salt Store claims to the outside world that there is a shortage of fine salt, and it is also a limited supply for other families, although it will not cut off salt, but there will definitely not be much left, it is impossible to fund Mojia Village, and this kind of thing is extremely easy to find, no one will want to offend Wangjia Salt Store to help Mojia Village.

"However, according to the news of the small inquiry, Mojia Village has purchased a large amount of coarse salt, presumably Mojia Village wants to replace fine salt with these coarse salts." Wang Dong guessed.

"Mojia Village is killing itself! Continue to follow up, once it is confirmed that Yu Zhuangyuan Lou consumes coarse salt, Young Master Ben will let it be doomed. Wang Zhe sneered.

"Yes, young master!" Wang Dong responded.

Chang'an City is said to be big and small, and the contradiction between the Mo family and the Wang family has already spread throughout the business community of Chang'an City.

The Wang family cut off the fine salt of Mojia Village, and Mojia Village forced the Mojia Food City to open as scheduled, and a dragon battle was about to begin.

The opening time of the Mojia Food City coincided with the day of the National Prison's holiday, although there were no firecrackers in this era, but Merton still made a lot of effort, the whole food city pennant was displayed, the four-headed lion dance, and the four-headed dragon were rampant from the streets of Chang'an City, and the advertising effect was simply not too good.

"Mo Jiazi has a lot of ideas!" Outside the champion building, Wang Zhe looked at the noisy lion dance in front of him and said a little speechless.

I really don't know how Mo Jiazi's brain grows, these strange publicity tricks, the cost is not big, but the effect is excellent, it is obvious that in the future, the store in Chang'an City will open, and the dragon and lion dance is estimated to be indispensable.

"No matter how good the publicity is, without fine salt, their business will not be able to go up to the next level!" Wang Dong, the shopkeeper of the salt store, sneered.

As a salt merchant, he has a deep understanding of his fine salt, which is not at all comparable to those coarse salt on the market.

"However, the Mo family has also done a good thing, and when the Wangjia Fish Village opens, it will also be able to use these publicity tricks!" Wang Zhe looked at the people who came and went to enter the Mojia Food City, and said jealously, in just a short period of time, there were already hundreds of people.

"No matter how many means the Mo family has, they are also making wedding dresses for the young master!" Wang Dong echoed.

The two sang and harmonized, as if Merton was already a turtle in an urn.

"Let's go, let's see for ourselves what tricks Mo Jiazi is playing again?" Wang Zhe got up and said.

"Today, I wronged the young master once, and I tasted the coarse salt and inferior rice of the Yuzhuangyuan Building." Wang Dong said.

"Haha, how delicious can the food made with coarse salt be, if it doesn't taste good, what if Young Master Ben still doesn't pay?" Wang Zhe said proudly.

The two swaggered and entered the Yu Zhuangyuan Building together, like an ordinary guest, and ordered a place in the hall and ordered one according to the signature menu of the Yu Zhuangyuan.

"Guest officer, there are so many, I'm afraid you two won't be able to finish it!" The guy in charge of the reception kindly mentioned.

"You don't have to worry about it." Wang Zhe said angrily.

"It's okay to just do it all, you don't have to worry about the rest!" Wang Dong motioned to the man.

"Good guest officer!"

There are rules in the Yuzhuangyuan Building, as long as the guest orders, unconditional obedience, the guy is helpless, say hello, and go down to arrange.

The efficiency of the Yuzhuangyuan Building is very high, and after a while, all kinds of signature dishes are placed on Wang Zhe's table.

Wang Dong stretched out his chopsticks and tasted a bite of each dish, and the more he ate, the more frowning he became.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhe was surprised, he was waiting for Wang Dong to pick a thorn, but he didn't expect Wang Dong to move.

"The young master will know as soon as he tastes it!" Wang Dong's face was ugly.

After Wang Zhe tasted it in turn, he finally knew Wang Dong's doubts, it was not unpalatable, but delicious, and there was no bitterness of coarse salt at all.

Yu Yuanlou did not use coarse salt, and the two looked at each other and concluded their judgment.

"I have a strong taste, sprinkle me a little more salt on these dishes!"

Wang Dong beckoned the guys to him, pointed to the dishes one by one and said, he wants to see for himself what kind of salt Mojia Village gets.

"Guest! The dishes in this restaurant are carefully prepared by the chef, and if you put salt, I am afraid that it will be ...... "man."

"Young Master Ben is a heavy taste! You can take care of it, bring the salt, and I'll sprinkle it myself!" Wang Zhe saw the failure to suppress the Yuzhuangyuan Building, and his heart couldn't help but get angry, and he said sharply.

Wang Zhe's obvious behavior of finding fault immediately attracted the attention of all customers, and they couldn't help but look sideways.

"Oh! Who should I be? It turned out to be two young masters! ”

Merton and Xu Jie came down from the second floor, and when they saw Wang Zhe and the others, they couldn't help but tease in a weird way.

"What? If you don't welcome customers when you open a store and do business, and want to drive people out? Wang Zhe said in a weird way.

"It's a matter of whether you really came to eat or deliberately came to find fault." Merton sneered.

"The Mo family has always flaunted love, what? Come to eat and treat it differently! Wang Zhe said.

"Friends come with good wine, jackals come with spears, and the Mo family and love are not foolish love! Can't tell friend from foe! Merton said loudly.

Wang Zhe's face was gloomy suddenly, and Mo Jiazi actually compared him to a jackal.

"Aren't you two of you having a strong taste? There is a stack of salt in front of each table in the Yuzhuangyuan Building for customers to season by themselves. Merton said coldly.

"There's salt on the table!" Wang Zhe was dumbfounded.

Wang Dong looked around, and finally found a few bottles and cans on the table full of dishes! Finally focus on the small jar containing the snow-white powder.

"Is this salt?" Wang Zhe looked at the crystals like snow particles in disbelief.

"This is the latest product of the Mo family, snow salt, which will be sold in Chang'an City in the near future, and I hope that Wang's salt store will give me more advice!" Merton sneered.

"Snow Salt!"

Wang Dong didn't care about his face at the moment, he directly sprinkled the snow salt in the palm of his hand and put it in his mouth, his face immediately changed wildly, such pure salt, even the best Yuncheng fine salt is probably inferior by three points.

He immediately thought of the information that Mojia Village had purchased a large amount of coarse salt before, he didn't care about it at the time, and now it seems that these snow salts must have been extracted from those coarse salts.

He didn't expect to eat Dingmojia Village nine times out of ten, where did he think that he would be beaten upside down by Mojia Village and develop snow salt, which attracted a big enemy to Wangjia Salt Company.

"Young master! You are moving a stone and hitting your own feet, what is 500 horses, what is the name of Sun Yangzheng's store, and the salt store is the real pillar of the Wang family. Wang Dong said with a wail in his heart.