Zhang Feng casually sent away the onlookers.

It's not that he doesn't want to. He was really afraid of fame before, but now?

To build momentum!

Otherwise, he would have to give such a good Baijiu to this group of old people to drink?

It's all about selling beer!

The honest people of the Tang Dynasty don't understand such esoteric things. People in this era don't understand marketing and routines. They only know one spit and one nail.

But Zhang Feng is different.

Therefore, under the flicker of Zhang Feng, everyone hurried away.

Dare not annoy Zhang Feng here.

If you annoy this guy, you will not have your own share by smelling greedy drooling meat and wine.

Soon, the No. 50 veteran hurried away with Zhang Feng's remaining money and the order for the next batch of 1000 bamboo tubes.

Someone wanted to buy a jar of wine and take it away. Finally, Zhang Feng scolded him. The one who scolded was red faced and thick neck.

Zhang Feng knows the suffering of these people.

This wine is not affordable for ordinary people.

Once they are addicted to drinking, they will get a silver or two for that jar, but where does the money come from?

Therefore, Zhang Feng was unwilling to sell this wine at the beginning.

They can't afford it at all.

"Brother Zhang Feng, what's the matter? Today, we drink some wine that you all love. It's so cheap for those rough men?"

While Zhang Feng squatted in the backyard and filled ten bamboo tubes with trial beer.

Li Shimin's voice rang at the door of the tavern.

Obviously, Li Shimin saw what had just happened.

Seeing Li Shimin coming, Zhang Feng suddenly looked bright.

"Lao Li, it's time for you to come!"

"Wait, I'll treat you to barbecue and drink good wine, and you haven't seen it!"

"Beer?"

"Yes!"

"OK! I'll wait!"

Hearing the speech, Li Shimin sat in the tavern and waited.

It won't take a moment.

Zhang Feng chopped a pot of meat and came out with chicken wings, chicken legs, pork and mutton strung with bamboo sticks.

"Come on, Lao Li, help me carry the fire pot in!"

Zhang Feng waved in a hurry. Li Shimin looked curiously at the meat in the basin and followed Zhang Feng to the back kitchen.

The fire pot is the same as the fire pot for barbecue last time, but there is a shelf on it, which is different from the iron plate for barbecue before.

Li Shimin didn't ask, but put everything he could bring out on the table in front of Zhang Feng according to Zhang Feng's instructions.

Zhang Feng took ten bamboo tubes from the backyard and said mysteriously, "Lao Li, why do you come so accurately every time?"

Li Shimin smiled suspiciously.

"What?"

"Every time I make a good thing, you always come first. Do you think it's your luck or can you count?"

Li Shimin was speechless.

"Together, you're saying I'm a divine stick!"

"No, no, no!"

"Come and try this roast mutton kebab. How does it taste?"

Zhang Feng farted with Li Shimin while barbecue.

Li Shimin took the kebab from Zhang Feng and ate it with relish.

Compared with their previous large pieces of barbecue and big mouthfuls of meat, this is very gentle, even more gentle than those great scholars.

But Zhang Feng didn't say that he was not easy to ask. Today, Zhang Feng said that he had made good things, and he also made these things. Naturally, he would say so.

This guy is a pretender.

"By the way, Fengzi, this is the harvest of bone strengthening powder in the past half a month. Please take it."

"Oh, just put it there."

Zhang Feng didn't care and asked Li Shimin to put it on the table.

Li Shimin pulled at the corners of his mouth.

This is the first time he gives something to others. When he meets such an attitude, who dares if others do?

But Zhang Feng didn't care.

"I said, can you look at the amount on it first? Do you have to let me see your surprised expression once?"

Li Shimin was speechless.

Originally, I wanted to install a competition in front of Zhang Feng and see Zhang Feng eat a flat, but this bastard didn't give him a chance!

Zhang Feng heard the speech and glanced at the silver ticket, but the next moment, he couldn't help wiping his eyes. He even ignored the roast chicken wings. He grabbed the silver ticket and said in a trembling voice: "this is, 30000 Liang, yellow... Gold?"

"Yes, 1"

"This is converted by Lord Chang sun. We all share it in half, 30000 Liang for each."

"Lying in the trough, you've made a lot of money!"

"Hahaha, good, good. I'm worried. I haven't started the capital for this industry? Lao Li, you are really my God of wealth!"

Zhang Feng wiped his hands and put the silver ticket into his arms. Then he said, "since you have let me see this thing, I have to let you see my rich business. You'll be jealous!"

"What is so mysterious that you, who always cherish your life like gold, are out of the mountain?"

"Open the bamboo tube and have a taste!"

Under Zhang Feng's crazy hint.

Li Shimin opened the sealing mud of a section of the bamboo tube and frowned at the yellow thing with bubbles.

"This thing is the beer? Why, I think it smells like urine?"

"Have a drink and try. I'm Zhang Feng. Can't you believe it?"

Li Shimin is suspicious.

But I took a drink according to Zhang Feng's meaning.

"Poof --!"