"Sweet Water Lane Zhejia Honey Fried Shop, there are Shanliang brand cigarettes, always a box, go quickly."

"Gaotou Street Folding Boot Shop, there are Shanliang brand cigarettes, always a box, go quickly."

"There is a Shanliang brand cigarette in the calligraphy and painting shop on Mahang Street, which is always a box, go as fast as possible."

"Lujia Lane folds livestock line, there are Shanliang brand cigarettes, always a box, go quickly."

……

The same shouting sounded at the door of every Zhejia restaurant. This was Qin Mu's idea for Steward Lin.

With so many people crowded together, it is simply not feasible to make them queue up, and they can only find a way to get the crowd to leave on their own.

They are here for the cigarettes, and the place where the cigarettes appear is the target of the crowd. Qin Mu asked Steward Lin to immediately shop the cigarettes in every store of the Zhe family, no matter what kind of business he did, as long as it was the shop of the Zhe family, he would put it on the goods.

Then tell the crowd loudly to hurry up and buy cigarettes somewhere else, not just here.

People are from the crowd, and the guys are also shouting and drinking in the Zhejia shop, and the restaurant is also the Zhejia, and the cigarettes must be in the Zhejia, so they immediately began to charge towards the new goal.

There are many shops in Bianliang City, and such a distribution state quickly evacuated the crowd.

After a while, there was no one in front of the Zhejia restaurant - at this time, the restaurant was not open, and it was impossible to buy cigarettes, but other Zhejia shops sold cigarettes.

As long as the crowd moved, and it was towards the goal everywhere, Bianliang immediately returned to normal.

Steward Lin stood on the third floor of the Lin family's main store, watching the crowd retreat like a tide, and couldn't help but admire his uncle even more, a true god! I can't think of such a simple method.

However, he still has a lot to do next, after all, cigarettes are limited, it is impossible to meet the needs of Bianliang City, and in the afternoon and evening, there will be a large number of people coming, but at least at that time he is prepared and can maintain order.

And some of the smoke went out, which could be regarded as a little relief from the hunger and thirst of potential smokers in Bianliang City.

Qin Mu said that the cigarettes sold in those small shops should be opened, regardless of whether they are sold in boxes or in support. A cigarette is fifty wen. And the purchase is limited, and each person can buy up to two.

Steward Lin once again admired his uncle's genius.

This can basically make the rush of people disappear, after all, the number of rich people in Bianliang City will not increase suddenly, and there is still such a group of people who can go to the hotel to consume. If the poor have a place to buy a cigarette, they will definitely not come to a place that only sells a box of cigarettes.

Emperor Ji buys cigarettes, which is naturally an argument. Sell me a box of cigarettes, even if I want them, are you embarrassed to sell them? Shouldn't I be a sister? Sell it to me, of course, it's a treatise, and I can accept the box, but I don't have much money anyway.

Qin Mu finally sold fifty cigarettes to Emperor Rongde, and the price was based on the wholesale price, nine yuan a piece.

Fifty four hundred and fifty.

This is not money for the emperor and the Zhejia, but it must be given. Free is the most expensive, and this truth is clear to both the emperor and the folded family.

If the Zhejia family gives Di Ji fifty cigarettes for free, it is tantamount to telling you not to bother me again, this is a slap in the face.

Only normal business dealings, with a little discount, can both parties have face and maintain friendship.

Zhao Jinnu was very satisfied, fifty cigarettes, this face is big enough. She was happy in her heart, and tried her best to invite Zhi Meiluan - in fact, Zhi Meifeng would come to Cao's Mansion for a banquet tomorrow.

Zhe Meifeng naturally will not shirk it, and being good friends with the emperor will naturally be of great benefit to the Zhe family. The two happily decided to meet tomorrow and talk again.

After sending the emperor away, Qin Mu returned to the house, handed over the box of gold to his sister-in-law, let her melt it, melt it into gold ingots, and divide them into seven or three. After all, the two of them acted together, and Zhe Meifeng was injured - although she brought it on herself, it was true that her butt was cut.

Zhi Meifeng feels that she has no credit and hard work, and there is no hard work and hard work, if her brother-in-law dares to say that she is not even industrious, then she will have tuberculosis, see if you treat me.

Divide it into three percent gold, and rightfully so. It's not okay not to give.

After Qin Mu explained these things, he was ready to go back to Wujiazhuang.

The sales of cigarettes are going well, and the unexpected troubles have been solved by himself, and there should be no major problems in Bianliang next, and he will go back to the base area to train his troops.

In the past few days, it is estimated that the recruitment work of the red line is almost over, and I have to go back to check it. Moreover, the current recruit training has to come by himself, and the stone relics can't support this stall.

He can only practice to the core, but he can't train his gods, especially since the recruits this time are all recruited from the Zhejia Army, which is different from the current Guards Regiment, and it takes more energy.

Qin Mu wanted to leave, but Zhen Meifeng didn't do it, and grabbed him to prevent him from leaving. If you don't let me fire the pistol, you must not let go.

For this, Qin Mu is really helpless, he is too capable of pestering people. Helpless, give it to her.

So Qin Mu began to teach his sister-in-law how to use a pistol.

At this time, Zhe Meifeng realized that she had fallen into a big trap, it turned out that before the pistol was fired, there was still a insurance, and even if she learned to open the insurance, it was useless, there was no bullet in the gun.

This made Zhe Meifeng angry, it turned out that her brother-in-law was playing with herself from the beginning, and he didn't plan to use a gun for himself at all. A pistol without bullets is not as good as my own knife, isn't that harming me.

Pity yourself at first thought that the pistol was broken, don't blame your brother-in-law, who knows that everything is his conspiracy. This knife in the ass is all thanks to my brother-in-law! If there's a scar, see how I settle accounts with you.

Zhi Meifeng felt that she had been seriously injured, and this injury must be compensated by her brother-in-law. Of course, the pistol belongs to himself, and he has to give himself a hundred bullets, and then he has to accompany himself to the emperor's banquet.

After all, I pretended to be my sister at the time, saying that my brother-in-law was my official, and if I went alone tomorrow, it would be really faceless.

Facing the entanglement of his sister-in-law, Qin Mu really had no choice, just go. He said okay, just this once, not the next one.

Zhi Meifeng suddenly smiled. It's good to do it once and talk about it later.

The next day, Zhi Meifeng was barely able to walk, and Qin Mu accompanied her to the home of Emperor Rongde Zhao Jinnu, Cao Sheng's house.

Cao Sheng is now an idle official, with no specific errands, only taking money and not working. There are a lot of such officials, and they also have the most free time. In addition to sleeping, the rest of the time is basically spent having fun.

The emperor's banquet was more lively. It's not just about drinking and eating, it's mainly about playing, which is equivalent to a small gathering in later generations, and all kinds of entertainment are available. Otherwise, why is Meifeng so enthusiastic, she would rather come with an injury, purely because it is fun here.

Even Qin Mu was dumbfounded.

Where is this still the Great Song Dynasty, it is obviously a group of rich second-generation people wearing the clothes of the ancients in the grand pa

ty。

The garden of Caofu is very large, and when you enter the garden, there are small bridges and flowing waters, pavilions and pavilions, and there are handsome men and beautiful women everywhere.

There are those who play Go, there are those who play mahjong - at this time it is called playing horses, there are those who kick balls, there are those who play birds, there are those who fight dogs and cocks, and there are those who play knives - appreciation, of course, there is no shortage of poetry, and there is also a stage, on which there is a troupe singing. All kinds of entertainment activities made Qin Mu almost impossible to see - the Grand View Garden in the Dream of Red Mansions may not be comparable to here.

The maid of Caofu carried a tray with glass after cup of fine wine, shuttling among the guests.

Qin Mujue is no different from the banquets of later generations, and it is even more luxurious than later generations, after all, no matter how rich the later generations are, few people can have such a large private garden, at most a day or two of hotels.

Zhe Meifeng is still not good at walking, she was stabbed in the buttocks, and she is not good at using force, but she likes to play with everything, so Qin Mu can only hold her and look at her one by one.

When Zhi Meifeng met someone she knew, she greeted her twice, and then naturally introduced Qin Mu's identity. Soon, the news that the little lady of the folded family had married spread all over the circle.

The maid came to Qin Mu with a tray, bowed slightly, greeted thoughtfully, and was not annoying, very well-trained.

Qin Mu glanced at it, and in addition to the drinks of various colors on the tray, there was actually a small plate with cigarettes on it. There is also a box of fine matches next to it.

This is the most satisfying part of Emperor Rongde.

In terms of the scene of the banquet, the banquet of Caofu is only at the middle and upper level in Bianliang City, but Qin Mu has little knowledge, so he feels rare. Zhe Meifeng is not uncommon, she has seen a lot, but she simply likes these entertainments.

But because of the cigarettes at the banquet, Emperor Rongde and his wife came out on top in Bianliang City. In the past, no matter who held a banquet, there was no precedent for the open supply of cigarettes – there were no cigarettes at all. Even Zhao Ji has never played like this, and he is still reluctant.

Now that Zhao Jinnu has played such a hand, he has suddenly become a benchmark existence in the capital. Among the many aristocratic ladies, her status has skyrocketed, and she is almost the first lady in the capital.

This made her very grateful to Zhe Meiluan, if it weren't for Meiluan's generosity, how could she put out so many cigarettes, and she looked much more pleasing to Qin Mu.

Don't look at the cigarettes that Qin Mu sold her, but in the eyes of people at the level of Zhao Jinnu, this is completely the credit of Zhe Meiluan. Qin Mu just took shit luck, according to the words of later generations, he was a little white face who became a wealthy family, fell in love with a big woman, and ate soft rice.

This also fully shows the wisdom of the folding family. knew that Meiluan's marriage to Qin Mu would make the Zhe family a laughing stock in the upper class, but they were determined to marry a daughter, and even Meifeng could marry Qin Mu together.

Because in Qin Mu, they saw the future.

However, in the eyes of Zhao Jinnu and his wife, Qin Mu is a non-existent existence, you see that he is at the banquet, other men are all yelling at him to eat, drink and have fun, he has to be careful to serve his wife, and even his wife has to be supported when she walks, which looks like a man.

Zhe Meifeng loves to play horses, that is, to play mahjong, even if her buttocks are injured, she can sit in the air and get together with people.

Qin Mu was fine at this time, and began to wander around. It's a fun place, take a look around, don't come in vain, open your eyes, and see the lifestyle of high-end people in the Great Song Dynasty.

Playing Go? Dislike. Chess, also don't like it. Kickball? He likes this, but the current Keju is not the football of later generations, and the material rules are different, so he doesn't have much interest. Watching a play? This one is not very fun, and I get tired of watching it for a while.

He looked here and there, and finally got into trouble.

Both the poor and the rich have their own circles, and since they are circles, they are more xenophobic.

Qin Mu is a fresh face in this circle, naturally someone wants to inquire, but it turns out that he has no identity, he is just a white ding, I don't know why he married the daughter of the Zhe family, so that he can be qualified to come to the banquet.

It's simply a perfect object for entertainment. Gotta go to flirt and flirt.

In the circle of women, it may also look at the dress, but the man first looks at the status. It's like no matter how rich the coal boss is, when he enters the circle of the powerful, no matter how expensive you wear, people look down on you.

Qin Mu was as eye-catching as a little sheep that had broken into the wolves, and he couldn't even be seen if he wanted to.

Especially when he was looking around, he looked like he had never seen the world.

Okay, it's you, come on, let's insult.