C11

After leaving the Fuhua Hotel, Yang Fan went to the top ranked hotels in Jiang-Nan city, but the result made him a little disappointed. It was either because he hadn't met the person in charge of the hotel, or because his medicinal wine was too expensive. Although almost everyone was full of praise for his Spirit Spring Wine, they still didn't understand its true value.

They might have realized it, but they still wanted to push the price down. Merchants fought for profit, and it was the same in both ancient and modern times.

Yang Fan didn't feel discouraged even though he continuously bumped into a wall. After all, what he had done before was to sell. He had encountered countless setbacks, so where could he have possibly lost!?

It was already too late, many of the hotel's managers had already gotten off work, so continuing to run would not yield much. Yang Fan found a roadside stall and prepared to eat supper. He had a thousand dollars that he earned from Lin Xiaoling, so he didn't have to worry about not having enough money to pay the bill.

"Boss, ten kebabs, ten cartilage, five roasted potatoes, and five roasted leeks. Right, give me another two waists! " In the past, other than eating with his customers, he rarely had anything good to eat. Although right now he still owed a debt of debt, with the space within the jade ornament, what was there to be afraid of!

The stall was run by a group of middle-aged couples. Their hands and feet were very nimble, and their cooking skills were pretty good as well. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been so many people to eat, and if it hadn't been for Yang Fan coincidentally paying the bill and leaving, there really wouldn't have been a place to sit.

Soon, the skewers were served. Yang Fan also took out the remaining half jar of medicinal wine from his bag and asked the Lady Boss for a disposable paper cup. He poured half a cup of medicinal wine and drank it as he ate.

"Little brother, what brand is this wine from?" The taste seems to be pretty good! "

As Yang Fan was happily thinking about this, he suddenly heard someone speaking to him from behind. He turned around and saw that it was the boss, wearing an apron, so he laughed and said, "Boss, this is the true spirit of the nose, this is a medicinal wine passed down from my ancestors, it can nourish the Yin and strengthen the Yang, dispel the wind, and can even nourish the blood and Qi. Come, let me invite you to have a taste."

Yang Fan wasn't stingy either. He picked up a new paper cup, poured out half of the cup, and passed it to the boss.

It seemed that the owner was an expert in drinking wine. He first placed the wine cup in front of his nose and smelled it, carefully feeling the fragrance of the wine, then took a sip. He was not in a hurry to swallow the wine, but rather, allowed the wine to touch the taste buds in his mouth.

"Hiss — — Hah — —" The owner took a deep breath, and then let out a long breath. He squinted his eyes in satisfaction and said in an intoxicated manner, "Good wine, good wine. Little Brother, are you selling this wine?"

Yang Fan laughed, "It's sold, but it's very expensive."

Without a direct offer, Yang Fan decided to take the high-end route. He didn't feel like a roadside stall could sell a thousand dollars a catty of medicinal wine, and a thousand dollars a pot was still up for sale. If the boss bought it and sold it, he definitely wouldn't sell it for a thousand dollars.

"How expensive is it? "Little brother, how about you name a price? I'll consider it." the boss asked, his expression unchanged.

"One thousand dollars for a pot. One pot for one catty." Since someone had already asked, Yang Fan wasn't afraid to say it out loud. Worse come to worse, he could just get riled up. After doing sales for more than half a year, it would be much harder to listen to someone else's words.

Due to the large number of people eating supper, many people had heard the conversation between Yang Fan and the boss, and many of them were even regular customers. As a result, many people had heard the conversation between Yang Fan and the boss, and many people had heard the conversation, and many of them were even regular customers.

"Holy sh * t, did I hear wrong?" A catty of his own medicine would sell for a thousand, is this young lad crazy for money? "

"Stop joking. Old Hu's business is so good. If you could sell your wine, how much would you sell it for in a day? Hurry up and report your price. You can't miss out on the opportunity!"

"Haha, what wine are you talking about? Why are you selling it for a thousand yuan? Did you use Maotai to make it?"

"Brat, bring it over for me to taste. Let's see if it's worth this price!"

Hu Guohua looked at Yang Fan, who was completely indifferent to everyone's mockery, and felt that this young man was quite interesting. His calm demeanor didn't match his age at all. His eyes were firm, without the slightest hint of embarrassment or anger.

This meant that the young man was very confident. If he wasn't confident enough, he definitely wouldn't be looking at him like this.

Thus, he smiled and said, "Little brother, don't be angry, they are all old regulars and are used to speaking casually." Little brother laughed and said, "Don't be angry, they are old regulars.

The moment Hu Guohua said this, it caused an even greater commotion.

"Old Hu, you drank too much, right? A small jar of medicinal wine is worth a thousand yuan, do you believe that? "

"Old Hu, you are so naughty. Are you joking with this young man? One thousand yuan a catty, you want to buy it?" If you really want to buy it, I'll buy it too, haha! "

"Brat, 10 yuan a pot, give me your jar of wine. Quickly, after this village, there won't be this shop anymore!"

Faced with the questioning of the crowd, Hu Guohua smiled, "Little brother, do you have any wine with you? How much do you have? One thousand dollars for a pot, I'll take them all."

"What?"

A bunch of jeering fellows had their heads explode on the spot, "Old Hu, you really want it? Are you sure you didn't drink too much? "

Yang Fan was also slightly surprised, but from Old Hu's eyes, he could tell that it was clear and bright without any signs of being drunk. He took out the three jars of medicinal wine and placed them on the table.

"Alright, little brother, wait a moment. I'll go get the money." Old Hu didn't take the wine first. Instead, he counted out three thousand yuan and handed it to Yang Fan before happily carrying the three jars of Spirit Spring Medicine into the house.

Yang Fan then noticed that Boss Hu's roadside stall was placed outside a three-storey hotel called the Old Hu Hotel. This Old Hu Hotel should also be part of his business.

Yang Fan felt that he had underestimated this Boss Hu. Although he was no different from an ordinary stall owner, to be able to open such a three story hotel in Jiang-Nan city where every inch of land was worth a lot of money, this clearly showed that he was not short on money. Furthermore, he was even willing to personally barbecue outside.

These guys all knew what kind of person Hu Guohua was. From the roadside stall from before to the present three storey hotel, it was only a short three years. To be able to do this much in three years, if one were to say that Hu Guohua was stupid, even ghosts wouldn't believe it.

Since even a smart person like Hu Guohua wouldn't hesitate to buy the wine directly without bargaining, this showed that Yang Fan's medicinal wine was indeed worth this price. Especially those people that were sitting close to him a moment ago, they had smelled the unique aroma of the medicinal wine, and even drool dripped from their mouths whenever they thought about it.

F * ck, I lost!

If he had known earlier, he would have attacked first. At the very least, he would have bought a jar of it!

"Kid, do you still have that medicinal wine? If there is one, I want one too. "

"That's right, that's right. Little brother, you should go home and get it. I'll wait here for you."

"I'll have a jar too!"

Hearing everyone clamoring to buy wine, Yang Fan felt that these guys weren't as hateful as before. He just gave me a tokens, while I gave everyone my ten feet 'worth of respect. I'll just give everyone some of the remaining medicinal wine, so everyone can taste it and see if my own medicinal wine is worth this price?