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Chapter 60 The Golden Wind and Yulu Meet (5)

Gong Fu was really shocked this afternoon. He had discussed with Luo Liang worriedly before going out, but was afraid that he would hurt the young master's heart in the end, so he thought a lot of words and waited to come back to comfort him.

Listeningly, he walked all the way to the shopkeeper who had been selected in advance and greeted the shopkeeper and opened the stall on his own. This shop is the Chen family's property, so naturally he would not say much. Gong Fu felt a little embarrassed. He was not afraid that he would become a joke after reporting the price of these two pillars. He was afraid that the shop would be told to be so tired that he would be told. However, he had to do what the young master ordered.

According to the instructions of the young master, in the first half of the hour, just "gathering popularity" as he taught. Gong Fu arranged it in a normal manner. Not long after, the storyteller named Fang also came to help. With him on the side, it didn't take long to gather a large number of people. Seeing that the time was almost up on the cloth in the morning, he put out the flower dew and introduced the function that the young master said.

Unexpectedly, before I finished reading the words I prepared, someone shouted impatiently to buy them. Everyone's emotions were aroused, and more and more people were asking for the price.

But he was really a little hard to say. The two-stallion yuan price was only half of the price, and only ten bottles a day. Based on his understanding of this flower dew, isn’t this a joke?

A wealthy man came over with a white porcelain bottle and asked him if the flower dew was sold in the same product as the white porcelain bottle. He recognized it as the first batch he made a few days ago and nodded and replied, but the other party opened his mouth and said that he would like to buy as much as he had. This surprised him. According to the young master's instructions, he only said that one person would only sell one bottle. The other party also shouted to discuss with the manager directly. Gong Fu thought to wait for the other party to know the price and didn't know what it was.

After what he said was almost done, many people shouted loudly, Gong Fucai carefully quoted the price. Seeing the atmosphere of the crowd around him, he immediately became cold. He thought in his heart that the rule of selling only ten bottles a day would save it. Unexpectedly, the man had just taken the money in front of him, took the flower dew and left...

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"That's right, the matchmaker has gone, and Xiaosheng pulled up to the door of the study. I compared his wife to Mrs., and the wife said, "Zhang Sheng, you are here, drink a few glasses of wine and go to the bedroom to marry Yingying!" Xiaosheng arrived in the bedroom, and took off his clothes with his sister, and was in harmony with the joy of fish and water, and shared the wish of flying. He looked at his cloud hair falling down, his star eyes slightly hazy, his jade was turned over, and his socks were embroidered with mandarin ducks; he didn't know what life was like? Let's listen to the next breakdown."

Fang Di stopped and took a sip of tea. Before he could practice the "West Chamber", he simply found Luo Liang's place to study in the morning to help them strengthen their momentum and practice their mouths.

However, when he heard about the price of this flower dew, he couldn't help but complain in his heart that the young master of the Chen family was used to being generous, two consecutive bottles per bottle, or only half price for three days. He just thought it was like a loss that he only sold ten bottles a day. Could it be that he had hysteria?

It is said that people eat short mouths and short hands, which makes people feel ridiculous, but he still stayed to tell everyone a few paragraphs, but the first paragraph was not finished. Gong Fu sold out and finished the work!

If many of the servants who came to buy some "Hualu" had not been to the Zhuangyuan Building and had heard of him in the storytelling, he would almost doubt whether he was deliberately asking someone to do the show.

Seeing that Gong Fu left and people kept coming to inquire about the news of "Hua Lu", Fang Di's heart was bleeding. In the morning, when Chen Yue gave him two bottles of Hua Lu back, he took one bottle to see what was going on. He didn't do anything, so he poured half a bottle out in one breath, and asked for fun for the remaining half bottle for his youngest son. I don't know if he could give him some money now, but his new arrival storyteller's income is a month! This prodigal boy must clean up when he goes back.

Fortunately, there was a bottle left in his arms. He took it out while he was telling the story here. He was thrown away the three-guan money before the price was offered. He was so happy that he also cheered up and stayed there for a few more paragraphs. Unexpectedly, after just a while, someone shouted five-guan to Luo Liang who came to see the situation. This kid even bit him to death and sold out today and asked them to come again tomorrow. He saw with his own eyes that there were forty or fifty bottles in the yard!

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Han Hao stood in a corner not far away and looked at the hot scene here, and pushed Chen Yue beside him with his elbow: "Shangwen, you are singing this drama as fake. Last time you lied to me that this was a bottle of 20 jin, which made me feel distressed for a long time when I went back. Today, I have to treat us to a drink."

"It's not all about acting, half of it is true," Chen Yue withdrew his gaze from a distance and smiled, "Your 20-ton bottle is the first batch of flower dew made in the world. You can sell it for two years. Can you lose money to you? Besides, the ten-ton coins you bought today are paid back to you. You have got five bottles of flower dew for free, but you want to come to me to ask for wine. I think it's cheap."

The young man named Huang Qian on the side also smiled and said, "When did Shangwen learn this good method? Even if we pay back our ten-minus points, we still made ten-minus points in half an hour today. It seems that we won't be able to wait tomorrow, right?"

Huang Qian and Chen Yue used to play together, and they had a good relationship. Chen Yue talked to him casually: "You can't even come tomorrow, go and find a tea shop to sit down. You can still make it difficult to invite you to have a cup of tea."

Several people laughed and scolded Chen Yue for being stingy and walked all the way to the other end. They were all playboys who played fun all day in Hangzhou. Before, Chen Yue found them just as fun. Naturally, he couldn't imagine how rich the "Hua Lu" would be in the future. Besides, they didn't have to spend a penny, so they all gathered to help and watch a good show.

Chen Yue thought in his mind that it was still the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, and if it was summer, it would be easier to sell. After all, it would be better to repel mosquitoes and insects at that time. After getting the first money, it would be time to rent a store and let Luo Liang come out to find it in two days.

Just as he was thinking about something, a group of people with short figures walked over from the side, muttering and not knowing what to say. Chen Yue heard it was Japanese and didn't know why the Japanese slaves came to Hangzhou City. He frowned and didn't say anything, and went into the tea shop next to him with a few friends.

"Young Master Huang?" A gentle female voice came from behind.

Chen Yue looked back and looked familiar, but couldn't recognize him.

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This chapter is yesterday. It’s too late at midnight these days until four or five o’clock. Yesterday, I finally got violent and died bravely after using my headphones for half a year. I will update another chapter tonight and go to bed early to adjust the jet lag.
Chapter completed!
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