Chapter 11: Kick Your Little Bird
Father Ye chanted twice, clapped his hands and smiled: "Tongfu Inn, Tongfu Inn, share joys and sorrows, and share blessings and woes." The name is mediocre but not vulgar, ordinary but not extraordinary, catchy, and new and joyful. Haha, good name, good name!"
Zhao Lang put away the contract, waved the silver ticket in his hand, and said with a smile: "In this case, without further ado, Uncle Ye, let's go to the blacksmith shop to build a hot pot!"
On the same day, Zhao Lang and Father Ye traveled to more than a dozen blacksmith shops in Xiangyang City, spent a full three hundred taels of silver, almost exhausted the iron stored in the blacksmith shop in Xiangyang City, and customized five hundred hot pots. After that, Zhao Lang listed a series of rice noodles and meat dishes for making hot pot ingredients, and sent Xiao Er to purchase them on a large scale. This is the experience of eating hot pot accumulated by people for thousands of years, what is the most delicious hot pot to use, how to make hot pot ingredients, in the Southern Song Dynasty, only Zhao Lang knew best.
At the same time, Zhao Lang combined the characteristics of the inn in the Southern Song Dynasty, changed the electric hot pot into firewood for energy, hired masons, and built a lot of miniature small stoves in the Tongfu inn, so that customers can fill firewood and add fire, control the temperature, and enjoy the fun of buffet dining.
Finally, five days later, all the miscellaneous tasks were ready. The new red plaque was slowly pulled up by Father Ye, and Zhao Lang stood in front of the door and changed into a clean white silk robe. Fifteen-year-old Zhao Lang already has a handsome temperament, with long hair fluttering, like a pretty son in the turbid world. Standing next to her is Little Lolita Xiaomei, wearing a cute pink jacket, and the two stand together, giving people a feeling of a golden boy and a girl.
Call!
Pulling down the ribbon suddenly, the four gold lacquer characters of "Tongfu Inn" fell in the eyes of many pedestrians, magnificent.
Zhao Lang and Father Ye looked at each other and smiled, turned to look at many pedestrians, and said in unison: "Fellow villagers, brothers and sisters, today my Tongfu Inn officially started hot pot business, and the door is open, welcome everyone to be a witness and come in to taste." ”
As soon as he spoke, the sound of crackling firecrackers rang out, and pedestrians from all directions were attracted to gather in front of the Tongfu Inn. All of a sudden, the conversation went on and on.
"Tongfu Inn? haven't heard of it, it's newly opened?"
"Well, it opened today, and it seems to say that there is some kind of fire or pot. ”
"It's a hot pot! I haven't heard of this thing, I don't know what it is, whatever! I'll just listen to the shopkeeper later. ”
After the firecrackers were set, Zhao Lang saw that it was almost over, stepped forward, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "Ladies and gentlemen, in order to thank everyone for coming to support us, our inn specially held an event. ”
After a pause, Zhao Lang looked at the commotion of the crowd and smiled in his heart, sure enough, the traverser was so superior that it was off the charts. has been bombarded by the advertisements of later generations, and the marketing of Shenma is a small kiss for this young master!
Zhao Lang beckoned gently, and Xiao Er walked over with a large wooden box and handed it to Zhao Lang.
"In this wooden box, there are two hundred small paper balls, each with a number in it. Among them, fifty numbers are lucky numbers. Every father and fellow villager can try to draw once, if you draw these numbers, then you are lucky!" Zhao Lang paused deliberately, hanging everyone's appetite.
When everyone's voices subsided and they all held their breath and stared at him, Zhao Lang smiled and threw a bombshell, "The fathers and villagers who drew the lucky number will be free of charge for all the expenses in this inn today." ”
"At the same time, within three days, it will be my Tongfu Inn promotion welcome day. All the villagers and elders who enjoy the hot pot in this inn will have the price halved, absolutely regardless of the cost, and absolutely lose money to make money! What are you hesitating about, what are you waiting for? Why don't you join in?"
Zhao Lang's slightly immature voice appeared very clear on the street, and the moment the voice fell, the whole street boiled.
Big, that's the real big, and the pedestrians on the street are crazy! All the people are scrambling to reach into the wooden box and grab the paper balls.
With a probability of 50 out of 200, a 1 in 400 chance of a free meal is still quite large! Although there are many paper balls of 200, there are more people, and maybe it will be gone when it is too late.
More and more people participated, some people didn't draw the lucky number for the first time, and went to draw it again, Zhao Lang didn't bother to care, and soon, two hundred paper balls were snatched up, and fifty lucky numbers were also drawn.
At the same time, the half-price discount also attracted a lot of people, and the Tongfu Inn was two floors up and down, and a full hundred hot pot sides were soon filled with people.
A hundred hot pots were lit at the same time, and the whole Tongfu Inn was suddenly warm like spring, without the slightest chilling breath of the cold winter wax moon, and in the inn, the sound of hearty dining and laughter resounded throughout the street. Attracting more and more people to hear the sound and come in front of the Tongfu Inn.
"What a fragrant smell, when did this Tongfu Inn open? Why is the business so good!"
"It's so warm, it's going to be nice to eat in this inn!"
"Why hasn't anyone come out yet? This inn business is too good!"
Finally, in the anticipation of many passers-by, a man walked out with a round belly, muttering as he walked: "Hey! I knew I wouldn't eat in the morning, half-price burp!"
"How's the food, brother?"
The man laughed: "It's so delicious, I, Zhang San, have never eaten so happily in my life, I hiccup, I decided, tonight, bring the whole family to eat!"
The man's words, like an open fire, will detonate this warm atmosphere again, more and more people around the door of the Tongfu Inn, once a customer comes out of the inn after being full of wine and food, there are immediately people scrambling to enter, the degree of business is self-evident.
After half price, the price of those hot pots is almost equal to the price of vegetables, plus the consumption of fuel, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, Tongfu Inn will only lose money in the past three days, and will not make a profit. But Zhao Lang knows very well that the three-day promotion is very necessary.
Customary Promotional Laws. Let them taste the hot pot a few more times first, and when these people are completely attracted by the delicious taste of the hot pot, and even become a habit of life, even if Zhao Lang raises the price back, there will be a lot of customers coming to the door. Because at that time, eating hot pot has become their habit. Even if you spend a little more money for this, it is nothing to the local tyrants of the Song Dynasty.
Make money, open branches, make more money, open branches again, and finally open branches all over the country, rich and rival the country, and then learn peerless martial arts, split the golden wheel, step on the five uniques, ** white rich beauties and beauties, from now on to the peak of life, quack quack
Thinking of a beautiful blueprint for his future life, Zhao Lang leaned on the door of the Tongfu Inn, closed his eyes, and a lewd smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. At this moment, a voice interrupted Zhao Lang's infinite beautiful reverie and dragged him back to reality.
"Damn, little rabbit cub, what did Lao Tzu call you! deaf?" A slap slapped Zhao Lang's shoulder, making him feel painful, and he came back to his senses from his reverie.
"Rely on it! It's just a little bit, so little bit of it will lead Xiao Chengying's hand, who is Nima, who is so lacking in morality, didn't your mother teach you not to disturb others when others are thinking about problems? Believe it or not, Young Master Ben will whip you with his hands? Let you know why the bricks are so red!" Zhao Lang opened his eyes and scolded.
"I haven't been taught," perhaps stunned by Zhao Lang's series of scoldings, the person who did it replied reflexively.
At this time, Zhao Lang saw the appearance of the person in front of him clearly.
Eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a two-inch scar on his face pulled from the corner of his eyes to his nose, shirtless, the black hair on his chest is like an orangutan, and he is followed by two obscene followers.
"I haven't taught you to go back and let your mother teach me, so I won't waste time," Looking at the appearance and aura of the person in front of him, Zhao Lang's face fell, and he decisively turned around and walked towards the inn.
"Damn!**Dare to play Lao Tzu!" The big man finally reacted, his eyes opened angrily, and he grabbed Zhao Lang with a wave of his hand. His fingers are covered with a thick layer of calluses, and he has obviously practiced fist and palm martial arts for a long time, and he is an external martial arts practitioner. Not to mention how powerful this big man is, at least Zhao Lang, who has just been cultivating for a few days now and is also distracted by the hot pot career, is definitely not his opponent.
Zhao Lang secretly complained to himself, I have only been studying martial arts for a few days, how did I encounter the first confrontation in my life! And Nima is not scientific! Isn't this kind of little person supposed to be specially used to step on the face of the protagonist! Why did I appear so early, I wasn't ready yet! It seems that I am about to kneel, am I about to become the saddest person in the history of crossing, and I am knocked out by a trick?
"The tiger doesn't send cats, you and I am critically ill!" Young Master Ben fought with you," Zhao Lang dodged the big man's grasp, picked up a door stick beside him, and slashed at the big man's head, "Eat my old Zhao's stick!"
Bang!
The door stick broke in response, and the big man squatted down with his head covered, obviously not lightly injured, blood seeping out of his fingers, looking very hideous. Zhao Lang was an otaku in his previous life, and he was just a little beggar who didn't know martial arts in this life.
The big man raised his head, glanced at Zhao Lang, and scolded the two obscene subordinates: "Are you blind?
When Zhao Lang reacted, it was too late, and the two obscene men grabbed Zhao Lang's arm left and right, grabbed him steadily, and made him unable to move.
Holding the wound on his head with one hand, the big man slowly walked in front of Zhao Lang, the fierce light in his eyes becoming stronger and stronger.
"Tiehu, what do you want to do?" At this moment, Father Ye heard the sound and walked out of the inn.
Seeing that Zhao Lang was caught by the big man named Tiehu, Father Ye hurriedly shouted: "Tiehu, don't you want to live, let him go, otherwise you can't afford the consequences!"
"Oh, is it?" Tiehu patted Zhao Lang's head and sneered, "If I don't let go, what can you do to me?"
"Okay, okay, you calm down," Father Ye took a deep breath and calmed his mind, "Say it! You Tiehu came to my Tongfu Inn, what's the matter?" As long as you let Zhao Lang go, it's easy to say anything!"
"Let him go?" is simple," Tiehu sneered and looked at Father Ye, "One hundred taels of protection money and one hundred taels of healing fees will be sent, and I will release this kid immediately!"
"One hundred taels of protection, one hundred taels of healing?" Father Ye shouted, "This is simply a lion's mouth." Didn't I just pay 20 taels of protection money at the Chonghe Inn a month ago, why do you have to collect it again, and it has multiplied fivefold? For that wound of yours, go to the hospital to buy a patch of medicine, you don't even need a tael of silver, and you might as well grab it if you ask for 100 taels of silver!"
"How can I be considered a robbery?" Tie Hu covered his head and sneered, "The twenty taels of silver were paid by Chonghe Inn, aren't you at Tongfu Inn? Of course, you have to pay it again, and besides, where is the previous business so good now? Isn't it appropriate to charge a little more protection money?"
Tiehu approached Zhao Lang, squatted down, touched Zhao Lang's head, and smiled at Father Ye: "If you don't want to pay for healing, it's easy." I will do the same, give this kid a punch, but I don't know if this kid can withstand the Tongjiquan that I have been practicing for many years. ”
After saying that, Tiehu punched Zhao Lang violently and hit Zhao Lang in the stomach, which immediately made Zhao Lang let out a muffled snort in pain, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. If it weren't for Zhao Lang's insistence on cultivating internal strength these days, his body was much stronger than before, and he would have lost at least half his life with this punch.
"Eat your mother's head! Watch me kick your little bird!" Let a trick be beaten, where can Zhao Lang bear it, and he doesn't care about the consequences, taking advantage of the iron tiger's unpreparedness, he squatted down at this time under the open crotch, which is a twelve-percent strength of the flirting leg.
What is 12 percent strength? 12 percent strength is to do your best to use all the strength you can.
What happens if you use your milk to kick someone's penis?
Burst!
Just four words: chicken flying egg beating.
The terrible screams resounded through half of Xiangyang City.
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