Compared with the various restaurants around that are carefully arranged and have different styles.

This tavern with a "black shop" is undoubtedly much more low-key and luxurious.

The reason why it is low-key is that this store is too unremarkable. A dilapidated shop, with a black plaque hanging above the door frame, crookedly written in a few big characters "There is a black shop", even if it is a tavern opened.

And the reason why it is said to be luxury. Judging from the above appearance alone, you may think that this is no different from a wild shop with a wine flag on the side of the road, a bowl of ten coppers, and a dry porter and a peddler. But as long as you look at the surroundings, you think it's definitely not ordinary.

This is the most prosperous red light district in Atlanta. With the prosperity of commerce and the increase of population, the housing prices in Xicheng District are inevitably the same as in later generations, climbing a new high every day. This red light district, in particular, is the most. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as an inch of land.

Hey, don't you say it, even with such a high price, someone can't break their head and squeeze in!

You say, can the master who can be in this place be a simple character?

What's more, there are always two doormen standing at its door, with the face of a door god. When others do business, they always greet each other with a smile. He also does business, but he always coldly rejects people thousands of miles away. Whenever a guest stepped in, the doorman had a poker face and said coldly: "Please show your membership card!"

Membership?

What the hell is that?

If you don't have a membership card, no matter how much gold you put out and how many good things you say, people will always have a cold face, and they won't let you in.

You say, it's strange that you don't close your doors when you do this business?

Everyone who was rejected couldn't help but curse a few words of indignation in their hearts.

But things are so strange in this world, but the business of this tavern is surprisingly good, and it is full every day until the second half of the night.

You say it's not annoying.

Some people can't help but spend money to get one and want to go in and find out.

Hey, this threshold is really high! Not only must the documents of the Xicheng District Public Security Office and the certificate of the neighborhood be issued, but also special requirements for those who have lived for a certain number of years to be eligible.

If only that's all. The key is that people's membership cards are still so expensive. Ten gold coins is only a junior member, and you can only sit and drink in the lobby on the first floor.

What's in the lobby?

A counter, a perpetually lazy bartender and a few unreasonable waiters, a dilapidated table and chair, are all over the place.

And what can you do with ten gold coins, if you change it to another place, you can buy a few pretty maids. Even so, this junior membership card is still hard to find, and it is rare for ordinary people to see it.

As for the platinum card in the private room on the second floor, it is even more outrageously expensive. Starting from the white gold coin, it is still the last one. The gold card on the third floor is even more frenzied with a starting price of 500 gold coins. As for the top supreme card, I don't dare to inquire about the price. But according to the satisfied aftertaste of those who have been lucky enough to go up to the second floor or above, this is definitely a palace-level enjoyment, and the gold coins are definitely the price of conscience!

The business is so prosperous, naturally someone asks about the secret of his prosperity.

According to the analysis of professionals, there are two reasons for its popularity. The liquor sold here is different from the rum and gin of the past. No matter how good the vintage is, these wines will inevitably be muddy and a little dross. But the wine here is as clear as a clear spring. The aroma of the wine is overflowing, and it is not as good as the famous wine that has been stored in the cellar for a hundred years. This is the "Jiannanchun" produced in Ping'an City! People who don't eat meat on this ground are common, but people who don't drink alcohol are common, do you think this business can be bad?

Second: people do a good job in advertising! What "famous wine will always be forever, Jiannan will always be circulated", "Supreme model, you deserve it", "This year's New Year will not give gifts, wow, give gifts to Jiannanchun" and so on, you don't want to bluff. On the day of its opening, it was even more outrageously occupied a full cover of major newspapers. Advertising at this time is not as cheap as it used to be. Especially this kind of cover version, which is simply jaw-dropping expensive.

Just as where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Where there is good wine, there are indispensable soldiers who wield knives and guns.

On the first floor of this restaurant, a story happens every day. It's all different fighters, playing out the same story. As for those aristocratic lords, they often start from the second floor, and they can't afford to lose this share!

The story is invariably of some drunken warriors slapping the table and yelling, or outlaws whose brains have been burned out by alcohol.

Some people also want to ask why they don't see the green-skinned gangsters who have come to make trouble? This question is a good question, if you want to make trouble, you have to see if the big brothers of the city management who have to patrol the red light district every half of the prayer hours will not agree.

Today, there is one who doesn't open his eyes, and it's obvious that he has red eyes. I saw that he was about twenty miles away, his body was a little thin, and his eyes were very bright.

He was very dissatisfied with the waiter's service attitude, and slammed the table, and the wine glass jumped three feet high.

"Waiter, why don't you serve the wine? How many times has you called it?"

The waiter with the plate always looked so ignorant, and glanced at the young man's table contemptuously and quickly, without raising his eyelids, and said lazily.

"Don't call me uncle if you don't have money! Dude, your membership card is only primary. It's only enough for a bottle of wine, and if you want to drink, give the money first, and make sure you have enough to drink!"

You see, with this attitude, can it not make people angry!

If it were someone else, he would definitely take out a handful of gold coins, slap them on the table, spray the waiter's face, and shout.

"Call you a dog to look down on people! Uncle, I'm not short of gold coins!"

At this time, the waiter will immediately change his face, bow his head and waist, and be extremely courteous. And the person who shoots the gold coin always looks at the rest of the people with a look of arrogance and a hint of satisfaction, majestic and indispensable.

But obviously, the one who can sit in the hall on the first floor is not a rich master, and most of them are characters with swollen faces and fat people. The rich are on top!

The waiter's words almost didn't make this man choke to death.

His old face was flushed, and his forehead was bruised.

"What kind of wine is this? It's so expensive!?

That's right! This sword Nanchun is also divided into levels. Like this, the wine in the ordinary hall costs ten silver coins for a bottle, as its advertisement says, "Don't ask for the best, but ask for the most expensive!", as for the kind of hardcover Jian Nanchun for the guests on the second floor, the price immediately climbed to fifty silver coins. In addition, there is a supreme example of 82 years, anyway, no one in this hall has drunk it, and I don't know the price, I'm afraid it can be compared with gold of the same size.

"That's right! You still can't drink it!"

The waiter didn't give a good look either.

"Bastard, who are you Uncle Ben?"

The young man had already felt a deep insult, and with a slap down, the table was scattered to the ground!

"Thank you! Damage a table, twenty silver coins!"

The waiter smiled and spread his hands.

The young man was already angry, and his saliva was eager to spray Xiao Er's face.

"Master, I'm a mid-level warrior! Wherever I go, I'm the master of the guests!"

The waiter still looked light-hearted and unwavering, dusted off his sleeves, and asked rhetorically.

"Who do you know?!Do you know who runs this tavern?"