"Ordinary wine is five or six pieces per catty, and good wine is sold for ten pieces in a pot. This wine," Fang Qingzhou thought for a moment, "It's up to it to make a signboard first." A pot of eight Chinese characters will do. ”

"A pot of eight products?" Tang Yu suddenly laughed.

"Does the shopkeeper think the price is too low?" Fang Qingzhou's face was a little red. "Yes, such a good wine, but the business of this restaurant is not very good. You have to activate the signboard first!"

"Yes. Tang Yu nodded, "If, as you said, you sell wine directly in the restaurant, a can of eightpence is already very expensive in the restaurant's current business, but I have another way to sell wine." ”

"Another way?" Fang Qingzhou was a little puzzled, but Tang Yu didn't explain anymore. He just let him and his son fill the ceramic tube with wine, and then let Fang's Bacchus unknowingly pour it into the well at the back of the restaurant. He himself rode the wind and blew the wine all over the city. For three days, Twin Rain City had been shrouded in a faint bouquet of flowers, attracting a group of drunks drooling, but no one knew where the bouquet came from.

The bait was almost gone, and Tang Yu slowly rolled in. The wind grabbed the bouquet and only bypassed the unfortunate building. This hapless building lives up to its name. It's been open for a few days now and no customers have come. However, the smell of wine fills the air, attracting a group of drunks. An alcoholic is a creature that can be compared to a fly. Flies can smell rotten eggs three miles away, so drunks can smell good wine three miles away. "Here, here. A group of drunks shrugged their shoulders and stormed the hapless building. "Shopkeeper, serve the wine, serve the good wine!"

Fang's canoe had been smoked with wine for several days, and the whole person was floating. But I still remember Tang Yu's words, pretending that I didn't know anything and only brought some ordinary wine. Alcoholics don't need to drink. When they smell it, they know it's not right. They knocked on the table, they knocked on the stool: "Good wine, good wine! Do you think men don't have money?"

On the silver table, there was a "pop" sound. Yes, just as even the poorest gambler must be able to collect gambling money, so must the poorest drunkard.

However, the square kayak does not produce good liquor and puts on a façade: "The best liquor in our store is here." Where is the good wine?" This can deceive people, but not ghosts, especially drunkards, who laugh "hehe", shrug their noses, and crawl to the inner courtyard like dogs with the smell. Fang Qingzhou hurriedly stopped him: "What are you doing? It's the inner courtyard, and there is no wine." ”

"Get out of here. The drunk pushed him aside. "Don't say we can't go crazy if we don't get drunk. I'm telling you, we don't go crazy when we're drunk. When we're not drunk, we really go crazy. ”

The drunkard climbed all the way in to the well. They were also surprised: "Is the wine in the well?" strange. Smell it all, smell it again, okay! No matter what, take a barrel down, smash a barrel up, drink a glass, it's really wine, good wine!

Fang Qingzhou also pretended to be stupid: "How can the wine come out of the well? Oh my God, what can I do when I drink water?"

In the ancient well behind the unfortunate building, news of fine wine came from the well. The wind blew through the city, and countless people flocked to the hapless building. The Admiral also came over and took a look. Yes, this incomparable immortal brew was immediately named "immortal brew". The immortal brew was blown in all directions. The farther they spread, the more gods they spread. Of course, more and more people want to drink.

At this point, the profiteer's ruse is complete.

Fang Canoe witnessed the whole process of the immortal's fame, and expressed his admiration for Tang Yu: "It turns out that monsters can be so evil. ”

Tang Yu did not ask Fang Xin to pour wine into the well, but limited it to 50 kilograms per day. Five catties of small jars, only ten jars. The gods only brew 10 cans of wine a day, which gives drunks a headache. Tang Yu has a way to buy wine. Those who registered the day before come to register first, and those who register the day before come to buy alcohol the next day. The one with the highest price wins.

On the first day, it was sold like a cloud. Ten cans of wine were sold for 1,500 taels of silver. Fang Qingzhou looked at the pile of silver and trembled. At the present price, one tael of silver and one thousand taels of silver are the same. Generally speaking, one kilogram of so-called good wine is ten cents. In other words, one tael of silver can buy a hundred kilograms of wine, which is good wine. What about the immortal wine concocted by Tang Yu? How many times is the difference between 50 catties of wine and 1,500 taels of silver, or 32 taels of silver and 1 catty of wine? After a night of calculations, it was still not clear.

Even Tang Yu himself didn't expect it to be sold at such a high price. "Hehe" sighed with a smile: "Indeed, if you don't sell it, it's like selling immortals!" Of course, it is impossible to sell at such a high price every time, but Tang Yu stipulated to Fang Canoe Company that the minimum price for brewing immortals should not be less than fifty taels of silver per can. We wore fairy skins, sold them at the price of immortals, and asked the immortals if they wanted to jump off the building to buy them.