Three consecutive issues, honest people ask for some support...

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"Shengyuan, is this wine still there? It's really delicious. I'll give my dad another pot."

In just a short while, in just seven or eight minutes, Xu Yunzhen, Duke of Ding, drank the pot of wine and hurriedly greeted Xu Shengyuan.

Xu Shengyuan immediately showed a painful expression, reluctant to leave, hesitated for a moment, and still plucked up the courage and said, "Dad, there are not many kids in this wine. The kids got a jar, and there are still many bosses and colleagues in Beijing that have not yet..."

"You unscrupulous brat, how dare you control your father? Go, go and put another pot for me!"

“…”

Xu Shengyuan had no choice but to grit his teeth and get another pot.

Although he wanted to use this wine to show off and gain face in front of his boss and colleagues, his father spoke, so he could only endure the pain first. At worst, he would invite his colleagues to dinner tomorrow and give them a little less.

But this pot of wine was drunk by Xu Yunzhen for a while, and immediately asked Xu Shengyuan to go and serve.

Xu Shengyuan was really about to cry at this time.

The main reason is that Xu Changqing is a little unscrupulous. The Haicheng Laojiao they gave them are all small jars, and a jar can only serve a dozen pots of wine. He still has no choice but to drink a sip when he comes back. But judging from the current situation, his father will make it for him tonight...

He could only cry and said, "Dad, I don't have much wine. You, drink something else..."

"Hey!"

"You little bastard, you dare to hide it for your father! You can't bear to give it to your father for a pot of wine?"

Xu Yunzhen was already a little drunk at this time, and the greed was also aroused and immediately began to get angry!

It’s no wonder that Duke Ding Guo is like this.

If you are a person who doesn’t drink alcohol all year round, even if you can feel that the Haicheng Laojiao is very fragrant, it won’t be anything. After all, he has no idea about this thing and will not have any comparison.

But Xu Yunzhen is obviously different!

With his superior identity, he has already tasted all the world's Qiongjiu, so it is easy to distinguish between good and bad, and he can even feel the beauty of the old cellar in Haicheng.

At this time, he just ate a few slices of mutton and a few peanuts, and he had already made two pots...

Seeing that the matter could no longer be covered, Xu Shengyuan could only lower his head and tell Xu Yunzhen in detail the origin of the Haicheng Laojiao.

After hearing this, Xu Yunzhen felt as unhappy as if he had eaten a fly!

What's the thing?

Such a good thing was actually created by Xu Changqing?

Moreover, the main vein of the Duke Dingguo Mansion and the old Xu family, this turtle son actually gave him a jar?

This scum of the Xu family is simply a disgrace to his ancestors!

"Little Sizi, go, go, go and bring all the jar of wine. I want to see how stingy that incompetent boy Xu Changqing is!"

Seeing that my father started to cheat, Xu Shengyuan was helpless and said with a sad face: "Dad, I really can't give you more, at most, at most, at most another pot. However, this morning, I sent a jar to the British Duke by the order of Uncle Zhongyi. You can go and have a drink later..."

"What?"

"He gave a jar to the Duke of England, but he didn't have the share?"

Xu Yunzhen was really about to jump into the ground and curse her.

Xu Shengyuan hurriedly explained again and finally comforted Xu Yunzhen.

But Xu Yunzhen did not drink the third pot of Haicheng Laojiao, but quickly put on his clothes and took a painting to the British Duke's Mansion not far from his house. Only then did Xu Shengyuan truly feel relieved.

Fortunately, he is smart enough to know that the disaster is influential.

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It was like a gust of wind, overnight, the name of the Haicheng Laojiao was launched in the capital.

In the morning, when many big guys asked nothing else, they asked the first question: "Did you drink Haicheng Laojiao last night?"

If anyone says he doesn't drink it, he will be instantly despised, but others don't explain much.

This is also forced

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People can only inquire secretly and find out the whole story.

Soon, it is no longer a problem whether the wine is good or not. The problem is that you have not obtained the friendship of Zhongyi Bo, and this problem will be a big problem.

Many big guys who hadn't drunk went home in a hurry after going to the court. Let's see if Xu Changqing sent his home to Laojiao in Haicheng. If there is any, it must be a happy thing. If there is no, I will try my best to try what this thing tastes.

"How could this thief Xu Changqing have such a method? This is a money tree-like transaction!"

Dashilan, Jinxiu Pavilion!

Mr. Chen savored the old cellar in Haicheng while making a gloomy sound.

Around him were seven or eight young men and generals from the Beijing camp, and their faces were extremely complicated.

According to their identities, it is definitely difficult to get Haicheng Laojiao, but at this time, there was a rumor spreading in Beijing. In the second-rate Jinxiu Pavilion, I don’t know what methods I used to buy two cauldrons of Haicheng Laojiao at a high price. Before noon, Mr. Chen and others came here.

"Who won't say that Xu Changqing is really capable, and he can actually make such a delicious wine!"

"Damn it, we are really unhappy to watch Xu Changqing's grandson make money with such a lot of money!"

"Then do you have any solutions? Do you dare to provoke this master..."

"Oh, I won't say it anymore. This damn pot of wine costs twenty taels of silver. Let's drink it first, drink it first! Xu Changqing made this wine, isn't it just for sale? I still don't believe it. He can leave money without making any profit!"

Mr. Chen was also helpless.

Even if he scolded Xu Changqing, he could not solve any problem at all. Xu Changqing still hugged the courtesan, earned money and enjoyed glory.

The key is that Mr. Chen is a little addicted to drinking this wine, so he doesn't care about anything else, so he quickly drank this pot of wine before talking about it.

Not far away, Dong Yu, wearing a jewelry spirit, was playing with a small peach blossom fan. Listening to the shouts and shouts in the room of Mr. Chen and others, he couldn't help but sigh, and his plump breasts suddenly rose and fell.

During this period, she had thought of many ways, but the business of Jinxiuge is just lukewarm.

Who would have thought that Xu Changqing no longer had the capital, and only a mere little idea was to instantly make the Jinxiu Pavilion business popular to the extreme!

There are more than 100 jars of Liaonan Laojiao here at this time. According to the current situation, just selling wine is enough to make her make a fortune.

"How did this dead man have a brain..."

But before Dong Yu finished sighing, a madam hurriedly chased after him: "The boss, a big man is here again. I want to drink the old knife in Haicheng. I really can't handle it..."

"Why."

Dong Yu said quietly, "I understand, I'll go and greet him."

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"Boss, this is the latest news in Beijing..."

In an inconspicuous mansion in the outer city of the capital, the shrewd butler carefully handed over a piece of information to Fan Yongdou.

Fan Yongdou took it and looked carefully. He couldn't help but sigh deeply, thought for a moment, and said, "Lao Wai, who else has stock in Beijing now?"

The housekeeper Lao Wai hurriedly said respectfully: "Home, now, it is said that only Jinxiu Pavilion in Dashilan has more than one jar of stock. However, the owner of Jinxiu Pavilion seems to have a good idea. It is said that through the relationship between the south, she has already set up a line with Haicheng, and a new Haicheng Laojiao will be sent here soon."

"Get online? What line?!"

Fan Yongdou's spirit was suddenly mentioned, and his eyes were like flames ejected. Although his figure was dry, his aura was as powerful as a king.

The housekeeper Lao Wai dared not face Fan Yongdou's power. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and hurriedly said, "Boss, I heard that the boss of Jinxiu Pavilion seemed to have a relationship with Bo Zhongyi's concubine Gu Hengbo and Gu Mei in his early years. He was following her path..."

"Damn it!"

Fan Yongdou slapped hard and slapped directly on the table, "Do you know, what do you like in your daily life?"

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"This... the little one goes check now!"

"waste!"

"Before tonight, I must know all the detailed information. If I can't find it, I will sell you to the north to serve as a slave tomorrow!"

"yes……"

When the housekeeper left, Fan Yongdou fell into deep fatigue. He rubbed his temples with difficulty, and then smiled bitterly from the corner of his mouth.

This Zhongyi uncle is really beyond his reach!

Although Xu Changqing pushed everything to his back house on the surface, it seemed that the women were in charge, but how could Fan Yongdou's shrewdness not knowing that this was all Xu Changqing's routine...

Unfortunately, people are indeed capable. Most people can’t make such good wine, and even if you are anxious, you can only stare at me.

This is called "open conspiracy"...

However, it is impossible to ask Fan Yongdou to give up this gold-like transaction!

Even if he couldn't make the market in the Ming Dynasty, there were the Northern Lu and the Qing Dynasty!

Once you can sell Haicheng Laojiao to the Qing Dynasty... even if you think about it, Fan Yongdou will know the huge profit!

In black and white words, why don’t you let him knead it at will?
To be continued...