The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 164 Stir-Frying a Crock of Vinegar (3)
It is expected that the shopkeeper must have answered in this way, Geng Wu was not in a hurry, and took a sip of his tea: "Since ancient times, heroes have emerged in troubled times, and heroes must have their 'signs' before they come out. Chen Sheng and Wu Guang rebelled, and first asked people to write silk books with cinnabar. Fish belly, people catch it and believe it to be king. This business also needs a "momentum". In previous years, this red vinegar was just vinegar, but this year when there is a plague, its worth can be as high as It's not just that. Since the younger generation dares to say so, it is natural that they have a lot of confidence."

Ask Shopkeeper Zhou to have a sip of Qinghong.

Xiao Hei handed over the wine gourd.

The shopkeeper poured half a glass and drank it, closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly opened them: "The taste is very good, but the generation of people in Jinzhou Mansion are used to drinking black and white vinegar, and this red vinegar is rare after all. The third young master's character is as good as it gets." I am convinced, but it is really difficult to do business this winter, because of the friendship with your father for many years, the red vinegar will be discounted by half of the price of the mature vinegar, and I will take it in."

Although the taste is good, I am afraid that it will not be sold. After all, it is hesitation.

Geng Wu had a panoramic view of his thoughts, and when he saw that the fire was almost done, he got up and gave a bow apologetically: "It seems that this is embarrassing for Shibo, but if this batch of red vinegar is sold, the price must be higher than ordinary vinegar. Let's go out. If the business is not done, today is really the younger generation's abruptness, disturbing the uncle."

The two of them came out of the grain and wine shop, and the old shopkeeper Zhou gave him his hands in front of the door. Xiao Hei looked back as he walked, "Brother, see that he looks like he wants but doesn't want it, why don't you turn around and talk to him again, maybe It's easy to make a shot when it reaches [-]%."

Geng Wu replied: "Since I sell this sour wine as high-grade vinegar, I naturally have other plans. Just now I have raised the price, and now you turn to grind the price with him, it will be a bit adulterated if you release it first. Then follow me Just walk a few houses."

In Heyufang at the intersection, Boss He, in his forties, put down his wine gourd and frowned: "Why does it smell like wine?"

Geng Wu opened the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Hehe, as expected of a century-old grain and wine family. To tell you the truth, this is indeed a high-quality red wine. If it wasn't fermented, I would really be reluctant to sell it as red vinegar."

Boss He was embarrassed, and returned the wine gourd to Xiao Hei: "Yo, this is no joke. Wine is wine, and vinegar is vinegar. Once the wine is sour, its value will drop even worse than vinegar. I would eat sour wine as vinegar. The old shop relies on its integrity, and the people who come in and go out are big customers of rich people, so it is impossible to smash the signboard. If Boss Geng can stir up red vinegar, he will Now I am willing to add [-]% to this price."

Geng Wu didn't say much, he brushed off the hem of his robe and stood up: "Then I'm sorry, Boss, just wait and see the situation."

"We must wait and see." Boss He sent him off with a smile.

Went to the second one again, Xiao Hei couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, seeing that every time the eldest brother entered the store and talked with people, it was just superficial, and he didn't look like he wanted to sell wine at all.

He couldn't help but muttered: "Brother, the lower the shopkeepers are, the less interested they are. If it doesn't work, just follow what the first one said, and sell them to shopkeeper Zhou at half the price. Otherwise, the twenty cylinders of sour wine will have to be brought back. Once on the boat, I can’t even take it back.”

"Hey~~Here we come~~~ Delicious and hot beef noodles, please give it a try!"

The noodle restaurant on the street corner is very lively, and there is an extra process in the season of plague and cold. The chef on the kitchen stove puts the white noodles into the pot. The guest dared to pick up the chopsticks to eat.

On the opposite side should be a group of men from the north, complaining while eating: "Damn it, the price of everything has risen, the inn has raised a lot of money for a night's sleep, and even this bowl of noodles is two cents more expensive than usual" fee!"

(End of this chapter)