The shopkeeper of Changle Liquor Store pulled the abacus over and over again, and no matter how he calculated, he felt that the accounts were wrong. Hurriedly summoned the young man who ran the hall: "Why is there less money this month?" Could it be that a new liquor store has opened in the city? ”

The young man picked up the sweat towel on his shoulder and wiped it on his forehead, and said suspiciously: "I'm all inquiring, there are two wine shops closed on the street this month, and there is no new wine shop." ”

He saw that the shopkeeper was fiddling with the abacus, and couldn't help but be curious: "Shopkeeper, is it possible that we have made less money this month?" No, I see that the guests are almost the same as ever, and they are full every day! ”

"Idiot! What's the use of being full? It depends on how much they drink, and the more they drink, the more we earn! The shopkeeper couldn't help but be depressed, closed the ledger, got up and went out of the room.

His room was on the second floor, and he had a panoramic view of the entire liquor store as soon as he went out.

Yet, as the guy said, the restaurant was no different than ever, with a full table of guests and no less food on the table than usual.

Where is this money missing?

Shopkeeper Wang's eyes rolled several times, and suddenly he had a guess, and hurriedly went back to look at the account book: "Why is there so much less wine we sent out of the store this month?" ”

The Tang people are good at drinking, and they are not divided into men and women.

Many ladies in the deep house compound use wine to relieve fever in summer and warm up with wine in winter, which is also a large amount of income.

Although these wines sent to Gaomen's Mansion cannot be faked, they are sold at a high price and still make a lot of money. Now is the time when it is hot, and it stands to reason that there should be more people buying alcohol in the house, but there are fewer people in the account.

The shopkeeper was full of doubts and could not be answered.

was wandering, and suddenly heard someone in the private room next door talking: "Hey, I still have something to do, let's leave first!" ”

"Brother Ma, we're not even halfway through the banquet, why are you leaving?"

"What can I do? My sister is now obsessed with a drink called milk tea, and I buy a cup for her every day. If I don't go, the bubble tea shop will be closed. ”

Milk tea? The shopkeeper Wang's mind was spinning, and he finally figured out the key. It turned out that the one who robbed his own business was that damn milk tea!

When Du's new tea was spread out that day, he also went to taste a cup, but he felt that it was sweet and meaningless, so he ignored it.

Who knows, it's only been a few days, and the new tea shop actually robbed his female customer!

The shopkeeper Wang was so angry that he hurriedly recruited his henchmen: "Go and find out the recipe of Du's new tea shop!" ”

"Shopkeeper, are you going to sell that new tea in our wine shop?"

"Why not?" The shopkeeper Wang's eyes flashed ruthlessly: "Since we are the largest wine shop, naturally we should have any drink." I tasted that milk tea is just a simple configuration of milk and tea, and it shouldn't be difficult to think about. At that time, we will still follow the current method of wine, lower the price, and see how it can still grab business! ”

The henchman was ordered to leave, and the shopkeeper was about to return to his room, when he suddenly heard gongs and drums beating in the street.

Looking out the window, I saw a team of hundreds of people passing by with flags, and on the flags, the words 'Du's New Tea Shop' were clearly written.

"What's going on?" Shopkeeper Wang suddenly had a headache.

The new tea shop was silent, and suddenly made a coupon, which provoked many drinkers to ask if there was such a thing in Changle Wine Shop.

He was still quite keen, and he sensed the trap in the coupon, and quickly made a coupon, so that he was not robbed of the limelight by the new tea shop.

However, the money earned from coupons couldn't even cover the cost of making coupons, and once he sent it, he didn't dare to send it again.

This time, if the new tea shop is doing new tricks, will he follow or not?

Before he could come up with a conclusion, the group had already passed the corner. Only then did he see the half-line words that had been blocked before-'First Martial Arts Association'.

The alarm bell in the heart of the shopkeeper Wang was loud, and he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have signed a contract with some martial arts club. Quickly turned out the contract at that time, and sure enough, I saw the little lady's signature, with three big characters 'Du Baozhu' written on it.

So Du Baozhu is the owner of Du's new tea shop, so the martial arts club is also something she made?

Shopkeeper Wang has already seen the power of the new tea shop, and when he sees the martial arts, he can't help but feel numb in his scalp. I didn't care about the account, so I rolled up the account book, locked it in the cabinet and went downstairs.

Many pedestrians had gathered downstairs, walking with the team of 100 people.

Only then did the shopkeeper Wang see clearly that the people in the team had big shoulders and round waists, and were wearing uniform short uniforms, which should be the martial artists that Du Baozhu said that day.

Such a large group of martial artists gathered together, it was very eye-catching, and the passers-by on the side of the road asked each other about the situation: "What are so many martial artists going to do when they get together?" Could it be that another martial arts gym is going to be kicked out? ”

"Hey, you don't know that! This is a martial arts meeting sponsored by Du's new tea shop, saying that there are 100 martial artists to fight, and they want to decide the first place in Chang'an Kung Fu! ”

"Really? Where will this martial arts be held? Idle is idle, let's go and join in the fun! ”

"It's early, it will officially start tomorrow, and it will be held in Maoer Lane, East City."

In the Tang Dynasty, the 'fighting' style was prevalent, and there were cockfights, dog fights, and so on. There are also fighters, called 'sumo', but most of them are ornamental, and I haven't seen such a large-scale fight for a long time.

The team only walked around the East Market, and the news of the Martial Arts Association spread throughout half of Chang'an City, and at dinner in the evening, eight out of ten households were talking about it.

Shopkeeper Wang was panicked, but after following the martial arts team for a while, he was relieved: it was really a flower style made by a little girl, and she didn't charge money, and there was no gambling house to open the market, so it was a loss-making transaction at all. There's nothing to worry about about the contract, he's just waiting to count the money!