Chapter 122 Winemaking License
As soon as Hei Niu's words came out, he immediately scared Changsun Lang and Ding Oulong, especially Ding Oulong.
He watched the black bull kill not one of the more than 100 armor soldiers they brought, and if a fierce man like this wanted to kill him, wouldn't it be as easy as pinching a bed bug to death?
Just when Ding Oulong wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, Yu Hao suddenly patted the black bull on the head and said angrily: "How many times have I told you, we are good citizens who abide by the law, don't be so rude, be gentle!" As the saying goes, if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, you have to give their fathers a little face! ”
Listening to Yu Hao's words, Changsun Lang nodded excitedly, he felt for the first time that Yu Hao was so kind.
But Yu Hao's next sentence made him pale with fright.
"Leave them alive and throw them out of the auction hall with random interruptions!"
Yu Hao gave an order, and the black bull did not hesitate, stepped on Changsun Lang on the ground with one kick, and took the hammer handed by the dart master next to him to break Changsun Lang's hands and feet.
"Yu Hao! Brother Yu! Lord Yu! You can't do this, my father is the prime minister, he has money, he will give you money, you let me go! Changsun Lang struggled desperately, but how could his strength be comparable to that of the black bull, and tears were about to come out.
Ding Oulong shrank in the corner and shivered, not daring to make a sound, for fear that it would be his turn next.
The eldest grandson Lang begged hard, but Yu Hao didn't eat him at all, and said in a cold voice: "If everyone comes to our auction house like you to make trouble, will I still be able to do business?" It's you who broke the rules first, even if I abolish you, your father can't help me! ”
"Lord Yu, isn't everyone out to mix just for money, I know that you have been brewing wine recently, I am willing to transfer the brewing license of my eldest grandson's family to you, I just ask you to let me go!" Changsun Lang hurriedly said.
When Yu Hao distributed the Dragon Emperor Brew to the VIPs in each private room to taste, Changsun Lang was sure that the Dragon Emperor Brew must have been brewed by Yu Hao himself.
But because he didn't have a brewing license and couldn't sell it in large quantities, Yu Hao could only use an auction to exchange a small amount of Dragon Emperor Brew for silver taels.
Although Changsun Lang was bent on getting the recipe for the Dragon Emperor Brew and brewing it for sale, now in order to survive, Changsun Lang had to take out the brewing license.
He believed that Yu Hao would definitely choose to let him go in order to sell the Dragon Emperor Brew in large quantities.
Facts have proved that Changsun Lang was right, and when Yu Hao heard the permission to make wine, his eyes suddenly lit up.
You must know that it is allowed to drink wine for yourself in Daqian, but it is illegal to make wine and sell it in large quantities, although Yu Hao is purified by buying fruit wine and ale wine, but he does not have a liquor making license, and he cannot sell it in large quantities.
To put it bluntly, this liquor making license is a sales license, but it is difficult to find a certificate in Daqian, and you can't buy it with money.
But now Changsun Lang actually took the initiative to take out the liquor brewing license, which is naturally a good thing for Hao.
In this way, whether he sells wine or treats his brothers with wine, he will not have to be sneaky.
Thinking of this, Yu Hao suddenly pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Since this is the case, then I will reluctantly let you go, and use the brewing license to offset the 180,000 taels of silver you owe to our auction house!" ”
As he spoke, before Changsun Lang could react, Yu Hao collected all the silver he had collected from him and Ding Oulong.
Changsun Lang was furious in his heart, the value of a wine-making license had far exceeded more than 400,000 taels of silver, but Yu Hao actually took away all the silver on his body, so wouldn't he lose to his grandmother's family?
But the person had to bow his head under the eaves, and the eldest grandson Lang also dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, and hurriedly showed a bitter smile and said, "Thank you Lord Yu for not killing." ”
"Thank me, I don't need to, and ask the eldest grandson to make a note, let Ding Gongzi report a letter to the prime minister, and let the prime minister take the brewing license to ransom the person." Yu Hao said, bringing paper and pen to Changsun Lang.
Although Changsun Lang was dissatisfied in his heart, in order to save his life, he still wrote on a piece of paper that he was willing to use the brewing license of the Changsun family to offset the 180,000 taels of silver owed to the Haoyue Auction House, and pressed his handprint.
Yu Hao put away the note with great satisfaction and looked at Ding Oulong: "Then please trouble Ding Gongzi to make a trip, bring the recipe back, and inform the Prime Minister of this matter, and ask the Prime Minister to bring the brewing license to ransom people!" ”
Hearing that Yu Hao actually let himself go, Ding Oulong was suddenly overjoyed, thanked Yu Hao vigorously, and hurriedly said to Changsun Lang: "Brother Lang, don't worry, I will definitely ask the Prime Minister to save you, wait for me!" ”
After saying that, Ding Oulong ran away with the recipe without looking back, he didn't want to stay here for a moment, this place was really terrifying!
Looking at Ding Oulong's back, Changsun Lang's face was extremely gloomy.
He was able to have such an end because of Ding Oulong's brain, but in the end it was Ding Oulong who was let go, and even the recipes were taken away by him.
But now, no matter how angry he is, it is useless, he can only pray that Ding Oulong can be reliable and bring the eldest grandson Xiao to save him as soon as possible.
Ding Oulong hurriedly left the Haoyue Auction House and went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but as soon as he turned a street, several black-clothed people rushed out around him and surrounded him.
"You...... Who are you? Ding Oulong was startled, and his heart, which had just calmed down, suddenly rose again.
Ma Long covered his face and said angrily: "I still think you won't come out, hand over the recipe!" ”
After the auction, Ma Long did not follow the prince out of the auction room, but changed into night clothes and quietly hid in the auction room to pay attention to the movements of the No. 3 private room.
But after waiting for a long time, no one came out of the No. 3 private room, only bursts of screams came from the No. 3 private room.
Ma Long didn't know what was going on in the No. 3 private room, but there were a large number of dart masters waiting outside the private room, and he didn't dare to approach rashly.
The order given to him by the prince was to get the recipe in hand no matter what, and in desperation, he had to wait.
I don't know how long I waited, but I saw Ding Oulong hurriedly running out of the No. 3 private room, so Ma Long also hurriedly followed.
Seeing that these men in black were here to grab the recipe, Ding Oulong hurriedly hid the recipe behind him, and said tremblingly: "Dishes...... Menu? What recipes? I...... I don't have a recipe for this. ”
For this recipe, Ding Oulong and Changsun Lang not only spent a lot of money, but also received a severe beating, how could he easily hand over the recipe.
Seeing Ding Oulong's bear-like appearance, Malone knew that the recipe must be on him.
Although Ding Oulong went to the Prince's Mansion once, Ding Oulong had been beaten beyond recognition at this time, and it was too dark, and Ma Long didn't recognize Ding Oulong for a while.
Ma Long naturally didn't want to talk nonsense with Ding Oulong, and as soon as he gave an order, the black-clothed people around him suddenly rushed up, and surrounded Ding Oulong is a burst of punches and kicks.
Although Ding Oulong tried his best to protect the recipe, he couldn't bear the large number of Ma Long, and in the end, Ma Long grabbed the recipe.
"Brother Lang, I'm sorry for you."
Ding Oulong lay on the ground dying, looking at the man in black who disappeared into the night, a tear slipped down his cheek, and slowly closed his eyes.