I Am Supreme

All the countries on the whole continent, except the prairie wolf and the southern Xinjiang tribe, did not come. The other four empires, each coming from the empire, were all infrequent.

And every general has put forward a similar request.

"The generals will like wine, can you leave another hundred altars? This will ask the generals to appreciate their faces; the brothers who have not come to this feast in the country, whether they are born or dead, want to drink a glass of this exclusive military!"

"Iron Marshal is pleased to drink, can you reserve a thousand pounds? The men in your army... can't come, they are looking forward to it!"

Thinking of these words, the shovel is trying to marry her.

I can't afford it in our own country, but also reserved for you? Think more?

Wine, naturally, there are drops.

As long as there is silver, don't say a few million pounds of wine, even if it is tens of millions of pounds, you can buy it!

The Yutang Empire is just a wine-making wine-making restaurant, so there are more than ten million?

For the orders of the Iron Martial Grand Marshal wedding banquet, all the restaurants are not willing to set!

But, but it can, but, but the problem is instead... the shovel does not have so much money to pay!

The wedding ceremony of the shovel has sensationalized the military of the whole continent. How can the wedding banquet be too small? The grade is slightly lower, and the guests will not be able to take the guests. After all, this time, the guests are the Yuguan Yutang national body!

The military generals of the major empires are almost all coming!

Don't take out good wine, how do you say the past?

If you really use that kind of silver, you can hit ten pounds of bad wine... Is it necessary to drink all the hostile country generals and die here?

That's really going to drink something!

And the good wine that can come up on the wedding banquet, even the cheapest one, has a pound of silver!

Even if it is a wine of a dozen or so of a silver, the whole wedding banquet will require at least two million pounds or more!

That is 20 million two silver!

Where does Shovel have so much money?

Shovel sold all his bone marrow... now it’s not in the same place.

For this matter, Iron Master has been sighing and sighing every day since this day.

Your Majesty has just raised money... I have hollowed out my pockets, and I have no money to borrow even if I borrow money...

He does not regret that he made this decision at the beginning, just worrying!

Silver!

Silver!

The shovel sometimes couldn't sleep at night, and he was thinking: Would you like to send 20,000 people into ten directions?

That... is also a way of making money, a solution...

"Great coach!" Dean guard leader: "Ma Jialai people want to see?"

"Who?" Tie asked impatiently: "Which horse?"

"It is known as the Majia of the Jinge Iron Horse, the Yutang Empire, the first restaurant." The pro-guard leader said with enthusiasm: "It is their Shaodong family Ma Chenglu."

"Call him in."

In the heart of the iron shovel, the wine of this horse family has always been on the high-end route. The wine of the last time in all the wines seems to have a pound of silver, which is obviously not in tune with the wedding banquet. They come to find What are you doing?

Ma Gongzi came, the first sentence, let the iron shovel out of the eye: "Long time iron big handsome married, just we have a batch of wine, has been backlogged for a long time ... willing to sell to the coach at the reserve price, also please the coach Face."

“How many wines are there?” The iron shovel couldn’t help but come to the party.

"Four million pounds!" Ma Chenglu said: "A jar of twenty pounds, a total of 200,000 altars!"

"So much!" Shovel was shocked. Then I thought again: These wines, it is certainly enough to deal with this wedding banquet.

Just... what about the price?

Thinking about it, the shovel asked, and when I asked, I felt a little bit weak: "How much is a pound?"

Mind, Jin Ge Tie Ma Ma's wine produced, since the backlog has not been shot for a long time, it is estimated that the kind of high-end top quality wine, even if the low-cost shot, it is estimated how to get fifteen two twenty two? If it is twenty-two, then it is 80 million two silver... If the goods really say this with the imitation of the number, Laozi will directly take him out!

Do you look at me like a man of 80 million? Don't you come to play with Laozi? ! Don't say 80 million, Laozi now only has 20 million, is it so embarrassing?

"The four million pounds of wine nicknamed, how to price six million two-grain silver!" When Ma Chenglu said this sentence, his heart was full of emotion and emotion.

Yun Yang!

My cloud son, why are you doing this?

A full 30 million two silver, so I don’t want to throw it out. Still not letting others know...

Ma Chenglu knows where it is, not only the 30 million two that buy wine, but also the money that will be paid for the wedding and the purchase of wine, all from Yun Yang!

After the emperor’s majesty, the jade roots of the Yutang City are now tense, and few people dare to make large sums of money. The idea that the shovel originally intended to sell two of its own estates and the rewards for the exchange of money over the years cannot be formed. No one wants, if not, why should Yun Yang be so expensive!

"I can't afford it... eh?!" The shovel just said these three words subconsciously, and suddenly widened his eyes: "How much do you say?!"

He can hardly believe his ears.

Six million two? Four million pounds? One or two dollars of money and a pound? so cheap?

"Not going to be... a bad bar?" Shovel looked at Ma Chenglu with suspicion.

This is the only explanation. If you can't be so cheap, it must be bad wine, or how can it be accumulated for a long time!

"In order to let the coach release the doubt, today, I have deliberately brought a hundred altars." Ma Chenglu said: "Just outside, the coach can taste it."

A jar of wine moved in.

But just looking at the shape of the jar, the shovel liked it for the first time.

The cyan jar is not the usual ellipse, but some long strips with sharp edges and corners. A large piece of red cloth sealed the mouth of the altar.

Red like blood!

On the red cloth, there are three black characters.

"Hero of blood."

This is just the jar, this red cloth, these three words, let the eyes of the iron shovel instantly red.

Even if this wine is a little bit later, I will!

On the back of the jar, it is still on this red cloth, with fourteen small characters.

Dan Xinbi blood Weijiaguo, iron bones loyal soul to build Xiongguan!

When the shovel was struck by lightning, he suddenly stopped, tears, and the brush suddenly flowed out.

The wine is poured out, the red is like blood, and the wine is fragrant.

The shovel shook hands, picked up a bowl, and drank it all. He only felt a hot hot line rushing straight into his throat. Immediately, it was a fire that burned directly in the stomach!

"Good wine! It's really good wine!" The words of the iron shovel fell with tears: "My brothers... will be satisfied!"

He trembled and asked: "Is all the wines at this level?"

"Yes!" Ma Chenglu said loudly: "But if there is a poor quality of the altar, all the wines will not be accepted!"

The shovel took a deep breath and forgot to grasp the hand of Ma Chenglu. He was grateful: "Thank you!"

The men in the army, which is not good wine?

The same is true for shovel, how to drink it, the quality of this wine is not inferior, it is absolutely superior!

One or two yuan of money and a pound, how to send it with white!

This kind of price, I am afraid that this Ma Gongzi’s family still has to pay a lot of money!

Ma Chenglu hesitated a moment and said: "The handsome coach does not have to care. The Ma family did not lose much money in this transaction. It is the person who is trusted by the company... the person who should be thankful, should not be us."

He finally said it.

The shovel was shocked: "Who?"

"This, please forgive me, I can't tell you." Ma Chenglu said: "The man has been swearing three times and five times, let me not disclose it... I also ask the coach to make me embarrassed."

"Blessing the marshal to be happy newly married." Ma Chenglu stepped back two steps and said goodbye to the ceremony: "I also hope that the brothers in the army can drink and drink. I will resign."

"Wait." The shovel stopped him: "I brought the silver ticket, you take it away."

When the shovel took out the silver ticket, he had to pay two million more. Ma Chenglu resolutely refused. He took six million and two silver tickets and went home.

In the afternoon.

The military dispatched a horse, and in cooperation with the Majia business bank, a car and a wine were continuously sent into the house of the iron shovel.

The two large warehouses that were vacated early, the gongs of a cup of tea were filled.

Then in the yard, the men in the army were sweating like rain, and they were neat and tidy.

The entire yard was full, and only a third of the weight was put down.

Then he flattened a piece of land outside the yard, surrounded by military camps, and stored alcohol in the middle.

Until the Zhou Zheng was completely made, a thousand people were sweating.

"Hurry up and open a few altars, the brothers are working hard, let's drink a meal first, and have a smooth heart." Tie said that he is going to move.

Then the two pro-guard trails rushed to hug him: "Grandma... No, no need!"

Iron proof turned back, looked at each other with a sweaty face and a face of a pair of soldiers: "You are not tired? The generals of the wine, please drink in advance and can squat? This face is not given Will this be?"

"No, no..." A guardian swallowed in his throat and smiled thickly on his face: "I don't really need to... This is not just the wine of the coach, but also... the wine of all our life and death brothers, all living. The wine of the dead brother... If it is another time, other wine, drink it and drink it. But this wine, less than that day, drink it... there is something in your heart."

"The handsome man's mood, we understand the difference, but this will, the real heart." The pro-guard leader seriously said: "Wait... After the wedding, if there is still left, let us drink again. Because I drank a few altars today, I missed these altars on that day... Even if the brothers died immediately, they would have no place to be self-confident. What are the faces to see the hard-working brothers under Jiuquan."

Looking at a sincere face, the shovel only felt that the throat was suddenly blocked.

"……it is good!"

"Brothers!"

The shovel walked into the room a little, and suddenly he laughed and screamed in the sky: "Brothers! See these wines! See you! This is... my wine, our wine! Your wine! ”

Speaking of the last few words, the sound is completely hoar!

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