"Brother Zhang Yi, why did you come so early this time, it's only been a few days since you went back?"

Zhang Yi had already guessed that Wang Zaixu would ask such a question, in fact, not only Wang Zaixu, but more people would ask him this question in the future, and Zhang Yi had already thought of a rhetoric.

Zhang Yi looked at the bags of goods being moved to the cellar of Wang Zaixu's house with a smile on his face and said: "Now that an opportunity to make a lot of money is in front of me, can I not come, to be honest, as long as I do a few votes, I, them, and even you, will be able to eat and drink for a few lifetimes." ”

In business, since he is running goods, Zhang Yi will use the words of a businessman to tell Wang Zaixu.

Zhang Yi said this, of course Wang Zaixu understood, now no one dares to run to Qingtang, but he Zhang Yi dares, so he can make money, and if he can run a few more times, then he will be able to earn more money.

This is called starving the cowardly, and the money will only fly to the pockets of the courageous.

However, Wang Zaixu also had questions: "Brother Zhang Yi, the batch of goods you sent last time has not been finished yet, if these goods want to be sold, it will take a little time, and there must be a cycle for everything, you are too frequent, I'm afraid it's not good." ”

Wang Zaixu's question is exactly the same as Xu Jingzong's previous question to Zhang Yi, but since Zhang Yi can convince Xu Jingzong, then he can naturally say the same thing to Wang Zaixu, besides, he doesn't need to convince Wang Zaixu, he just needs to explain to him.

Even if he is only happy, it doesn't matter if he doesn't explain to Wang Zaixu, it's just that Wang Zaixu has helped them a lot after all, so Zhang Yi feels that he needs to respect others and explain to them.

So Zhang Yi said: "I know, no matter what you do, you have to have a concept of cycle, the last time I brought so much green salt, Lord Sahazhuo shouldn't have sold out so quickly, so this time, I also brought some other things, I believe Lord Sahazhuo and you will also be interested." ”

Zhang Yi said and took Wang Zaixu and others to see the goods he brought.

In addition to those green salts, Zhang Yi also let Wang Zaixu and others see the spirits he brought, as well as some other practical daily necessities.

When Wang Zaixu saw the jar of spirits, his eyes were full of heat.

As a person who lives in Qingtang all year round, no one knows the Tubo people better than him.

Due to the terrain, the Tibetan people on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau like to drink alcohol, especially spirits, because the climate here, the night is very cold, especially in winter, if they can't drink a little strong liquor when they go out, then they will be uncomfortable.

Therefore, spirits are not sold in Tibet at all, and the higher the degree of wine, the easier it is to sell.

The degree of barley wine of the Tibetan people is not high, if Zhang Yi is allowed to drink a little, Zhang Yi will definitely feel that it is similar to boiled water, and it is not as powerful as the current beer, let alone drink it in winter or at night to keep warm.

Although the degree of Datang liquor is not very high, it is much better than Qingli liquor, and if there are Datang spirits circulating in the Qingtang market, it will definitely cause a trend.

"Can I open an altar and taste it?"

Wang Zaixu looked at Zhang Yi expectantly, he wanted to taste how high the degree of this wine was, in Tubo, the stronger the wine, the more popular it was, if Zhang Yi brought low-alcohol wine, then he would be disappointed.

But obviously, Zhang Yi would not let him down, when the wine jar was opened, Wang Zaixu smelled the strong smell of wine, and he knew that these wines were definitely high-grade wines!

Gently scooped a little with a wine bucket, Wang Zaixu raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

The wine flowed into his throat, and Wang Zaixu could feel it everywhere he passed, and the hot and spicy sensation made him exclaim.

Since leaving Datang, Wang Zaixu has never drunk such a high number of wine, even when his family had not moved to Tubo, he could hardly drink such a high number of wine.

Now Zhang Yi has brought so many high-level spirits over, these wines should be expensive and good wines, if they can sell these wines to the nobles of Tibet, then they will make a lot of money.

Moreover, Zhang Yi has brought so many good things to the Tibetan nobles again and again, and when these Tibetan nobles enjoy such good things, they will naturally continue to enjoy them.

In this way, they don't have to worry about not being able to sell it in the future, and they don't have to worry too much about safety, with the Tibetan nobles taking care of them, those Tibetan soldiers don't dare to do anything to them.

And if a large number of Tibetan nobles take care of them, or even just a few big nobles take care of them at the same time, then they don't have to worry about those Tibetan troops when they run the goods.

After all, once something happens to them, then the supply will be cut off on the part of the Tubo nobles, and the Tubo nobles, who are used to enjoying a good life, naturally can't allow Zhang Yi and them to have an accident, and they won't allow their quality of life to regress.

In just a short moment, Wang Zaixu figured out many of the truths, and now he has decided to follow Li Yan to hug Zhang Yi's thick thighs.

Just the goods left by Zhang Yi last time have already made them a lot of money, although it is not a lot of money, but Wang Zaixu and Li Yan have a point, and everyone can get a lot, which is much more than the goods they ran once before.

"How?" Seeing that Wang Zaixu was enjoying himself after taking a sip of wine, Zhang Yi couldn't help but ask.

This wine is not originally produced by Datang, and to be honest, Datang is not able to mass-produce such a high number of spirits at present.

And Zhang Yi has always been very disgusted with the drinks of the Tang Dynasty, and sometimes he really thinks that these drinks are a little more like water than like wine.

Therefore, he couldn't get used to drinking these too light drinks, so Zhang Yi simply made his own wine.

But not to mention, he made it himself, and really made these high-level wines.

Although it can't be compared with the Moutai Wuliangye of later generations, it is also a little higher than the degree of beer, and it is also a little more mellow, of course, it is much better than most of the wine in Datang now.

Zhang Yi's words pulled Wang Zaixu out of his thoughts.

"Okay, good wine, whether these wines are sold in the market, or directly sold in large quantities to the Tubo nobles, they are all big sellers, and they definitely belong to the kind that has no price, how many horses and cattle do you want, those Tubo people are willing to give it!"

Wang Zaixu's eyes sparkled as he spoke, and he began to plan how to help Zhang Yi sell these drinks by making money with his mouth.