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Chapter 226 Limited supply of one bowl

Bow your head and draw a circle to curse them, so that they will taste the same as drinking water in the future.

Let them say they look like dogs.

More and more people came to watch, and they were all curious whether Jiang Zhao's bowl was wine or water.

Some people also curiously asked about the price. If it was cheap, they could buy a bowl and taste it. Even if it was water, they wouldn’t have to pay too much.

"How do you sell this wine?"

Finally someone couldn't help but stepped forward to ask the price.

Jiang Zhao replied excitedly, "A bowl of one hundred cents."

Upon hearing the price, the people who came to ask about the price retreated a bit.

With this one hundred Wen, he didn't even know how much wine he could buy in a tavern.

This price shocked many people.

Jiang Zhao is not in a hurry, there are so many people in Huaijing City, there will always be someone who will be the first to eat crabs.

After waiting for almost an hour, there were quite a lot of onlookers, and quite a few people came to ask the price, but no one came to buy a bowl of wine.

Jiang Zhao thumped her numb leg. If no one came to buy it, she planned to withdraw and come back tomorrow.

After a while, a man in rich clothes and a few servants came over.

Condescending, he asked arrogantly: "This wine of yours looks like water, are you willing to sell it?"

"Don't think it looks like water, but it's actually wine, sir, would you like to buy a bowl and taste it?"

Jiang Zhao was not annoyed either, and sold his wine with a smile.

The gentleman was probably also curious about whether Jiang Zhao's bowl was wine, so he said.

"Okay, I'll just buy a bowl. If it's not wine, then don't blame me for being rude to you."

Jiang Zhao didn't care about her harsh words, stretched out his hand, and said.

"Chenghui, a bowl of [-] Wen."

The rich man waved his hand and asked his servant to pay.

After counting the money handed over by the servant and confirming that it was correct, Jiang Zhao then picked up a bowl of wine and handed it to the rich man, not forgetting to ask.

"Drink carefully, this wine is very strong."

The rich man was disdainful: "I have drunk more wine than you have eaten, no matter how strong the wine is, it is like drinking water."

Jiang Zhao didn't stop him anymore, only when he realized it could he have a long memory.

The rich man put the bowl to his mouth, already smelling a strong smell of wine.

This wine tasted stronger than the wines he drank before.

"This wine is interesting."

He muttered to himself, then without hesitation, he raised his head and took a big gulp.

As soon as it entered his throat, the strong burning sensation made him cough uncontrollably.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

"This wine is too strong."

The burning sensation made him hold his throat even when he spoke, which was somewhat uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhao hurriedly handed him a glass of water and asked him to clear his mouth while talking.

"I told you to be careful, if you still don't believe me, now you know how powerful this wine is."

Fugui Langjun nodded, he never thought that he would drink wine like water since he was a child, but he was taught a lesson by water today.

After the relief, I felt that my throat was no longer so uncomfortable, so I picked up the bowl in my hand again and planned to try again.

This time he was much more careful than before. He poured it in a big gulp before, but this time he only took a sip cautiously.

Slowly feel the taste of this wine in your mouth.

When it first entered the throat, it was indeed very spicy, but after a while, I felt the mellow aroma of baijiu.

Swallow slowly into the throat, feel the unique feeling brought by white wine.

After taking a sip, he couldn't wait to take another sip.

Close your eyes and feel the wine slowly passing down your throat.

This feeling is so wonderful that he feels a little addicted to this feeling.

One sip after another, one sip after another, couldn't stop at all, but within a short time the bowl of wine was finished.

After drinking it, I felt a little dizzy.

But he still felt a little unfinished, so he asked the boy to take out a hundred coins, patted it on the stool where the wine was placed, and said loudly.

"Give me another bowl."

But Jiang Zhao pushed back the hundred essays.

"Small business, only one bowl per person per day, if you want to drink again, please come again next time."

"How do you do business? People are eager to sell more. It's better for you to push back the money delivered to your door."

Fugui Langjun frowned and said dissatisfied.

But Jiang Zhao remained unmoved: "I'm sorry sir, if you want to drink, you can come again next time."

The rich man was cursing, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary. He just cursed a few words and left with the servant.

After taking the rich man away, Jiu Qi asked curiously.

"Why don't you sell him a few more bowls? It's hard to meet such a big guy. Your wine is so expensive, not many people will buy it."

"I use this wine to test the market. If I sell it all to him, how will I know how many people will buy it? Only by knowing how many people will buy it will I be able to control how much I will brew in the future. liquor."

Jiang Zhao explained in one breath.

Jiu Qi nodded half understanding.

Jiang Zhao and the others continued to squat in the cold wind and wait, to see if the next victim came to their door.

People came to ask the price one after another, and a few curious people bought a bowl out of curiosity.

After drinking it, the expression and demeanor are exactly the same as the first rich man.

Disdainful at first, fearful after taking a sip, and then drinking carefully, only to clamor for another bowl after drinking.

But Jiang Zhao refused.

In the morning, about half of the wine inside was sold out.

People who come to buy wine, without exception, are rich and noble people dressed in silk and satin.

This wine is indeed a little expensive, and it will only be circulated among the rich in the future, and the packaging must be taller, so that people feel that it is worth the money.

When it was time for lunch, Jiang Zhao closed the stall.

One morning, I sold nine bowls, earning a total of nine hundred Wen. I wrapped them in a piece of cloth and held them heavy in my hand.

"I made a lot of money today, the money is really heavy."

She used to take silver coins, but this was the first time she took so many copper coins.

This feeling of having a lot of money is really refreshing, even though you don't even have a penny in your hands.

But the sense of weight is really full.

Put the stools and bowls into the carriage, and go home to cook.

Back home, Jingshuilou had already placed the food box at the door.

Taking the two food boxes in, Jiang Zhao poured a bowl of white wine for everyone.

"Come on, try this baijiu and see how it is different from the wine you usually drink."

She herself first took a sip from the glass.

The familiar burning sensation spread in the mouth, and it was still the familiar taste from the previous life.

After being distilled twice, the strength of this wine can catch up with vodka. If it is distilled twice, it is probably pure alcohol.

(End of this chapter)