Chapter 31: Poor Literature and Rich Martial Arts

But he still pretended to hesitate, the profiteer, the bone oil, that is the profiteer, pointing to a defect in the east and picking a problem in the west, which made the shopkeeper's heart rise with red eyes and almost jumped directly into the well, and finally sold at a price of 1282 silver.

After writing the paperwork, the shopkeeper invited his neighbor Li Zheng to witness, delivered the deed to the house, and left in a hurry. He refused to look at Tang Yu again.

When I arrived at Fang's house, I invited him to take a seat. He knelt down and swore to be his master and willing to be a slave forever. Tang Yu helped him up with a smile and said, "You don't have to be a slave. You say you're in business. Never mind. I just bought a restaurant. Come to the restaurant and be the owner of me!"

Tang Yu, the Demon King, actually bought a restaurant in the city? Fang Qingzhou was pleasantly surprised. He was immediately ordered. Tang Yu took him to the restaurant. Fang Qingzhou looked at him, but his face changed. Tang Yu looked at him with a wrong look, and when asked, he was dumbfounded.

It turns out that this restaurant is not doing well for a reason. The original owner was a foreigner who was bullied by the locals, lost his capital and had to sell the restaurant at a low price. As he left, he bit his fingers, smeared blood on the doorpost of the restaurant, and swore that all guests who came to the restaurant for a drink would have bad luck for three years.

Such a toothache spell was originally nothing more than an exhalation gesture and had no effect, but who in this world is obedient? There is always an unfortunate person who just drank in a restaurant and then got sick. There was nowhere to vent his anger. It's all because of the bad oath of the restaurant. As a result, the news spread, and so did the news. As a result, the restaurant became an unlucky building. As long as you know, who's coming? Even if you really don't believe it, you don't need to touch that mold. There are many restaurants in Yushuang. Where do you go to drink instead of drinking? Why do you want to come here? If you really should curse bad luck?

With a reputation for unlucky buildings, the people who took over the restaurant failed one by one. Of course, those who took over were outsiders who didn't know the truth, including the restaurateur who sold to Tang Yu. Now it's Tang Yu's turn.

"I told me how the shopkeeper ran so fast, didn't want anything, and left the store with a roll of luggage. I'm afraid that I will break my promise when I hear the wind?" Tang Yu understood, but he was still silent, and muttered to himself in his heart, "Since I sent orphans thousands of miles, I calculated and finally counted myself as a monster." Now the elves want to buy a restaurant to do a good job and buy a bad building. Am I really a little unlucky?"

Seeing that he was silent, Fang Qingzhou knew that he had some difficulties. He comforted him and said, "The master doesn't have to be embarrassed. The restaurant is not easy to open. Let's swap it out for other auxiliary noodles. When the bad guys find another industry, it will surely prosper. ”

It's not the same thing as unfortunate architecture. I'm not going to buy anything I know. Knowing that Fang Qingzhou was comforting himself, Tang Yu did not answer. He circled inside and outside, and suddenly interrupted him, "The fruit wine you brewed in the mountains?" "Yes!" Fang Qingzhou didn't know what he meant, and nodded, "I used to drink homemade wine at my house. I'm used to playing camera obscura, and I can start fumbling. Bell's military adviser asked who would make wine at the time, and I said I would, thus saving my life. However, my craftsmanship is not very good, but the craftsmanship of my old servant Fang Xin is very good. Does the owner want to convert the restaurant into a hotel?"

"What do you think?"

"It's a good idea, but," Fang Qingzhou stole a glance at Tang Yu's face, "But there are a few hotels in Shuangyu City, and the competition will be fierce. ”

"Oh," Tang Yu replied, not continuing. Fang Qingzhou didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't dare to say it, although he was very grateful to Tang Yu, but no matter what, Tang Yu was a monster! Monsters eat people! He didn't dare to offend Tang Yu

Tang Yu really wanted to make the wine for sale, because he had discovered a unique secret in Mu Changsheng's memory—Fang.

When making wine, rice can only be fermented, and wine can only be produced in the presence of alcoholic drugs. The better the sake and the more thoroughly the rice is fermented, the better the sake is brewed. However, general alcoholic drugs are not very effective. After the sake is steamed, there will be a large number of vats, and this is because the medicine is not enough to clean the rice