088 Bai Min’s exclusive equipment (Part 2)

The two returned to the association, and Udir and Sosi seemed to go out and were not in the association.

The Soul Thinkers Association in Qingxi City is very big. Although there are many servants, they dare not speak casually, so the whole building seems very quiet. Two people who recognize Chen Xiansong and Bai Min took them to the house they lived in last night. After closing the door, Chen Xiansong sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about how to get the thing back to Xiao Min.

"I remember that Master Galen said something similar in his book "The Necessary Self-cultivation and Worldview of Natural Men"." Chen Xiansong slowly recalled that although he loved this book very much, except for the ten thousand years of "dormant" and in terms of "intuitive time", he had not read this book in the past three years, and it was normal for him to have some blurred memory.

Chen Xiansong knocked his head hard, and after a while, he suddenly laughed: "I remember, Garen said in the book, 'If you want to get something from someone, go find his enemy, his enemies will be happy to think about it for you and solve this problem.'"

Siegel's enemy... Her house is a wine shop, so the enemy is naturally accompanying him. Thinking of this, Chen Xiansong had an idea. He stood up and said, "Xiao Min, let's go, and then go to the winemaking street. Let's ask for some information."

The two went downstairs, stayed at Sigyi's house for a while, and then came back and stayed in the room for a while. It was already noon. Several servants from the association came up to ask if they wanted to have a meal. Chen Xiansong originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought about how long it would take to go to the winery street next, he nodded and agreed.

After lunch, Chen Xiansong took Bai Min to the winemaking street again. After the two of them wandered leisurely for about an hour, Chen Xiansong walked into a shop and pretended to be buying wine. The hotel owner came up and smiled kindly and said, "You... the soul-thinking master?" After realizing Chen Xiansong's outfit, the hotel was a little surprised: "It's rare to see the distinguished guest. If you have any needs, just take it away."

When the boss was talking, he saw Bai Min. He was amazed at first, then lowered his head in panic and looked away, fearing that something would cause trouble if he took a look.

"Is it necessary to pay if I take it away?"

Chen Xiansong was a little funny when he heard this. The hotel owner, like Ximei, was also a middle-aged man, with blonde hair and blue eyes, but compared to Ximei, he looked older and more tired, and the wrinkles on his face were already obvious. Previously, Chen Xiansong and Bai Min were wandering around the streets, which was not in vain. He was just observing that the hotel had a larger store and better decoration.

Although the storefront cannot fully demonstrate the strength of a store, it can at least explain one or two. There is a sign hanging at the door of this wine shop, which says "Furran Fruit Wine". The store size and decoration are worse than those of the Sigyier family, but it should be much better than other wine shops.

"No, no, no." The wine shop owner smiled kindly: "If you think my wine is good, I will promote it more among your friends, and the villain will be grateful."

"Is there any wine I can try first?"

"Of course, please wait." The hotel owner asked the guy to bring nearly ten jars of fruit wine on the table, and then personally pried open the jar of the wine jar for Chen Xiansong. This was a cool job. When he pried open more than a dozen jars of wine, he was so tired that he was sweating.

Chen Xiansong didn't understand wine. He pretended to sniff in front of every wine jar, and then said, "It doesn't seem to be very good."

The owner of the hotel smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency, these are the best jars of wine in the shop."

"Do you have rice wine from the Zhendan Kingdom here?" Chen Xiansong asked again.

The wine shop owner asked the guy to take out a few jars of rice wine. For Chen Xiansong's picky behavior, he didn't have any impatient feeling on his face, and he still smiled kindly.

This time, Chen Xiansong was too lazy to pretend to 'sniff' the smell of the wine jar. He said directly: "I heard that Zhendanyi and rice wine are called 'Heluo Daqu'. Its color is clearer than water and its taste is mellow. I wonder if you can get it here."

"Heluo Daqu?" The owner of the wine shop was stunned for a moment, feeling that the name was familiar. After recalling for a while, he smiled helplessly: "Your Excellency, stop playing with villains. Heluo Daqu is the tribute wine from the Zhendan Kingdom. It is said that the output is extremely low, and a cup can be sold at a sky-high price. How could my small wine shop have that kind of expensive thing?"

"Actually, it is not very difficult to prepare Heluo Daqu." Chen Xiansong looked at the rice wine jar and pretended to be inadvertently saying: "It's just distillation..." Speaking of this, he suddenly returned to stare at the hotel owner. The latter had indeed been as bright as he expected, his eyes were shining, as if he was very interested in what Chen Xiansong said just now.

Seeing him like this, Chen Xiansong was secretly happy, afraid that you wouldn't bite the hook.

"It seems that you have something else to do when you come to the shop." The hotel owner had inexplicable ecstasy in his eyes: "I don't know if I can talk upstairs."

Chen Xiansong nodded.

The hotel owner took a deep breath and whispered: "My man, close the door, our store is closed today."

In the second floor hall, it seems to be the boss's study. Because there is a bookshelves inside, there are only two books on this bookshelves, and they are also broken. This is not a strange thing. In this dark civilization era, books represent knowledge and are only in the hands of a small number of nobles. As a civilian, the boss gets two broken books to fill the storefront, which is rare.

The wine shop owner personally brought the best flower tea in the house, and then he sat in front of Chen Xiansong, holding the teacup and sipped gently. Although he tried his best to be calm, his slightly shaking eyebrows and his legs that swayed from time to time all betrayed his true mood at the moment.

Chen Xiansong took a sip of flower tea and said, "Heluo Daqu is actually..."

At this time, the sound of a broken cup came from the opposite side. The moment he heard Chen Xiansong speak, the owner of the wine shop was alarmed, and the cup fell from his hand and fell to the ground, breaking. His face was even more flushed, and he felt extremely regretful.

The hotel owner who has been in the mall for more than ten years knows the importance of impressions to a person. He is afraid that his uneasy behavior will disappoint the other party and thinks that he does not have the ability, which will affect the subsequent "cooperation".

"When a person is old, he is useless, and he can't even hold a cup." The wine shop owner slowly sucked his breath and tried hard to stabilize his emotions.

In fact, Chen Xiansong didn't think so much. He waited for the wine shop owner to clean up the broken cups on the floor, and then slowly said: "Boss, may I ask about your surname?"

"If you are not a noble person, you dare to have a 'name' there." The owner of the wine shop lowered his head and said humbly: "Just call me Ferlang."

"So your store name is your own." Chen Xiansong smiled.

"I am a rough man, and I know what name to give." After a few words, Forlang calmed down a lot: "You just mentioned that the recipe of Heluo Daqu... I don't know what the price the villain needs to know."

Chen Xiansong pondered for a while before slowly explaining: "Actually, I have never seen what Heluo Daqu looks like. But I... my housekeeper knows the recipe of twelve distilled liquors. According to the rumored description of Heluo Daqu, it is actually a distilled liquor, which I can be sure of."

The wine shop owner was a little disappointed when he heard that it was not the rumored Heluo Daqu.

Chen Xiansong seemed to have seen through his thoughts and smiled and said, "Don't underestimate my twelve flavors of distilled white wine. If I tell you, they are twenty-two... Well, it is the winemaking process passed down from ancient magic century, what do you think?"

The newly replaced teacup of the wine shop owner fell to the ground again. He stared at Chen Xiansong blankly, his eyes were dull, and then he knelt in front of the latter with a loud voice. The broken porcelain pieces on the ground pierced into his knees, and there was no feeling. Instead, he kowtowed excitedly: "Your Excellency, please teach me, there is no need for twelve types. I am not greedy, I only need one. I am willing to exchange it for its formula at any cost. You, please help me, please..." The thudding sound of the head hitting the hard ground, one after another.

The wine shop owner's eyes were red. The winemaking process passed down from ancient magic century. As long as he had a taste, he could sweep the entire wine industry in Kate's Royal City. It was only a matter of time before he became a royal wine.

Chen Xiansong pulled the other party hard, and he sighed: "I came here just to cooperate with you, but I also have a condition."

"Please say, I will do it for you." The owner of the wine shop patted his chest to guarantee. At this moment, he was extremely excited. He didn't look like an old fried dough stick who had been rolling in the mall for decades, but more like a passionate and impulsive young man. It's not really his fault. In the dark age, knowledge was monopolized with high-priced goods, new methods of brewing wine, and knowledge from the ancient magic century. The value was absolutely impossible to measure with money. If other people were ordinary nobles who told Furlang about this, he would definitely not believe it, and might even laugh at the other party. But the young man in front of him was a soul-thinking man, a parade of the sun god, and he was willing to believe it.

"I need you to suppress Sigyi's wine shop within a year." Chen Xiansong narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "If you have a recipe for distilled liquor, can you do it?"

"Your Excellency also has a grudge against her? Don't worry, I will make her life worse than death." When Furlang heard that Chen Xiansong was going to deal with Siegel, the joy in Furlang's eyes was even more serious. His peers were enemies. Ten years ago, his wine shop was also the number one in Qingxi. Later, Siegel's girl was slowly crushed to her current appearance. He hated that little girl.

"There is no need to do anything else, just suppress her store." Chen Xiansong saw that Furlang now gives people a bloodthirsty feeling, and said seriously: "If you need funds to develop, I won't let you issue the formula purchase fee. It will be changed to a cooperation method. How do you think we share the money better."

"Five?" Furlang spit out, and then secretly scolded himself for being greedy. If he annoyed the other party, he would go where to cry if he changed his partner. Seeing Chen Xiansong pondering, his heart suddenly became ups and downs, thinking about just 30% off.

Just as he was gritting his teeth and preparing for a 'big bleeding', Chen Xiansong spoke: "***, you are six and I am four. After all, I just need to sit and collect money in the future. If you want to operate and produce, it is more difficult, so just take more."

Forlang was immediately overjoyed and praised Chen Xian for his kindness, and was a great man.

Chen Xiansong did not take his flattery in his heart. Now he knows that the merchants of this era are all based on interests. The "commitments, principles, and beliefs" pursued by the new human merchants in the 22nd century are difficult to find in these posthumans. Siegel and her father are typical examples.
Chapter completed!