Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Little Tenderness
I really don't know what my uncle thinks, he can come up with such a second move, the little girl Lan'er secretly looked at Zhu Ziming, this uncle is not only extraordinary, but also resourceful, it is really mysterious.
Shen Bixin glanced at her future husband, and her heart was filled with a little joy, this Mr. Ouyang rarely praises people, and now he can praise him like this, which shows that he is really extraordinary.
"Mr. Ouyang, you can go according to Zhu Gongzi's idea," Shen Bixin nodded, meaning that she agreed with Zhu Dachang's method.
"Okay, I'll go now," Mr. Ouyang said happily, can there be such an uncle in the Shen Mansion, are you afraid that this Yuquan Mansion will not make money?
After Mr. Bookkeeper left, Lan'er quietly walked to Zhu Dachang's side and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are really capable." ”
Zhu Ziming smiled: "Of course, I have a lot of skills." ”
Run off at the mouth! Shen Bixin glared at him, and secretly sighed in her heart, thinking that she had put a lot of thought into taking care of Yuquan Tower, and now that he was thinking about this, Shen Bixin Xia Fei cheeks.
After a while, I saw the shopkeeper of Yuquan Building standing on the stairs on the second floor, and said to the drinkers who went down and down: "Ladies and gentlemen, in order to thank you for your support to this restaurant, Yuquan Building will hold a "another altar" reward, as long as you open the wine jar and see the four words on the lid of another jar, you can come to the counter and get another jar of wine. “
"Another altar?" It's the first time that everyone has heard such a strange word, but after carefully pondering the words of the shopkeeper, they can immediately deeply understand the meaning of this, isn't this a big thing to buy one get one free!
"Good!" Immediately, everyone cheered, and under the sensation of the shopkeeper, many people shouted for the bartender to bring wine, and some people were even more excited to go to the counter to get the wine in person.
Zhu Ziming, Shen Bixin and other four people were lifting the curtains and looking downstairs, seeing this hot scene, Mr. Ouyang stroked his beard with a smile and sighed that this idea was very exquisite.
There was a faint warmth between Shen Bixin's eyebrows, how could she not be happy that the Yuquan Building handed down by her father was so prosperous at the moment.
After a while, the drinkers bought dozens of jars of wine, but no one won the lottery, and everyone couldn't help but think, could it be that this Yuquan Building is a pit person? But people are hanging with imperial plaques, do they still care about these jars of wine?
Shen Bixin frowned: "Mr. Ouyang, have you ordered Shopkeeper Yu?" ”
Mr. Ouyang said: "I ordered, everything is done according to my uncle's wishes, only one jar is written in the thousand jars of high-grade wine, one jar is written in the white altar of medium wine, and one jar is written in ten jars of inferior wine, maybe the luck of these drinkers is not too good." ”
These people can't be unlucky enough to hit a jar, otherwise wouldn't it damage the reputation of Yuquan Tower? Shen Bixin thought about it, and then meowed at Zhu Ziming, and she didn't know how he could come up with this idea.
Zhu Ziming closed his eyes slightly, looking at the noisy scene downstairs, saying that the luck of these people is too bad, I want to buy drinks by myself back then, which is to open a bottle of one bottle
"Hit, hit, I'm hit!" When Shen Bixin was slightly nervous, a drinker excitedly held the red cover of the wine jar, and at the bottom of the lid was the four big black characters of "Another Jar".
The shopkeeper wiped a handful of cold sweat, smiled and said loudly: "Hurry up and give him another altar!" ”
The drinkers didn't know how much wine they bought, but none of them had ever been hit by a jar, and they were inevitably suspicious, but when they saw someone hit this jar again, the bartender happily offered the wine with both hands, and they saw a burst of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"Bartender, bring me another jar!" The drinkers felt that this second altar was not only novel, but also a kind of excitement, as if they were addicted to screaming.
Lan'er said strangely: "Uncle, why are they so excited? ”
Zhu Ziming smiled: "Of course, the more you can't get it, the more you want to get it!" And there are also cheap ones to take advantage of. ”
Mr. Ouyang smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect you to be so old, uncle, but you know such a profound mental technique, it's really amazing." ”
"Sir, you have lifted me," Zhu Ziming said with a smile: "This is just the surface of psychology." ”
"Psychological?" Mr. Ouyang's face was full of questions: "Dare to ask my uncle, what is this mental study?" ”
Shen Bixin didn't say anything, but stood aside, quietly listening to the conversation between the two, and learned in her heart? It's strange rhetoric again, it's really not where he has learned so much strange knowledge over the years.
Zhu Ziming couldn't explain it for a while, and said with a smile: "This is learning in the heart, which means that you must learn to grasp the hearts of the drinkers and know their inner desires and needs!" ”
Mr. Ouyang pondered for a long time, and finally let out a sigh of praise: "If my uncle is in business, he must be incomparable." ”
"Thank you, Mr. for complimenting," Zhu Ziming was a little fluttering at the moment, thinking of the upcoming academy plan, wouldn't he be going to make a lot of money?
Seeing the two of them here, Mr. Ouyang felt that he was a little in the way, and he hugged his fists and said, "Miss, uncle, I will retire first." ”
"Yes!" Shen Bixin nodded.
At this moment, a bartender came in from outside the door and said respectfully: "Uncle, a son has come to look for you." ”
Son? Zhu Ziming smiled, now the only one who can find a kiss for himself is this Wang Yinli.
Zhu Ziming said: "Miss Shen, I have some things to do, and I will go home later,"
"Not allowed!" Shen Bixin gritted her teeth and snorted, before she came to Yuquan Tower to help for a while and wanted to leave, she thought that she was not from the Shen Mansion?
Well, Zhu Ziming breathed a little, and said with a sneer: "I don't have something urgent to do, I'll be back immediately." ”
"In a hurry?" Shen Bixin had a hint of anger in her expression: "If you come back late, you won't be allowed to enter the mansion." ”
Zhu Ziming's heart was a little warm, and he smiled: "Obey, my eldest lady!" ”
Shen Bixin's face flushed: "Phew, who is your eldest lady." ”
"Hehe" Zhu Ziming smirked a few times, this cold eldest lady seems to be unkind, but sometimes she is a little cute.
Shen Bixin looked at his stupid appearance, straightened her face and said, "Don't go quickly." ”
Zhu Ziming walked out of the account room in a hurry