After Joe Tianchang’s news came out for three days, Xiao Yutian took someone to come over. After drinking another apricot and peach wine, I felt that I spent so much time and manpower to collect peach and apricot flowers. .

In addition to peach wine and apricot wine, Ning Mengyao also brought back some more powerful liquor to Xiao Yutian. Of course, these wines are not a little better than the daughter red outside.

This also makes Xiao Yutian excited: "There is still too little alcohol." If these wines are more, it is completely conceivable what kind of craze will be set in the capital.

"These wines are a year's quantity, and unless you can find more peach blossoms and apricot flowers." Xiaoqitian, who was not so angry, said that Ning Mengyao was speechless.

Does this person know what it means to be rare?

Xiao Yutian looked at Ning Mengyao stiffly. She seemed to want to see if she said it was true. Finally she saw seriousness in her eyes. Then she nodded: "That line, I will find a way."

"Well, then I will give it to you, but you are still limited in the two kinds of wines. As for the white wine, you can produce it." Liquor can produce now, she is not worried about sales.

"That's it."

Xiao Yutian just left the house at Ning Mengyao for a while and then left the wine. From his expression, he can fully guess why he was so hurried to leave.

After returning to the capital, Xiao Yutian let the people under his hand come over immediately and thought of ways to sell these three kinds of wine.

In the Fuman Building, the rich fragrance of the wine made the guests present unable to swallow, this wine... let them have a bite.

"How to sell this wine in the treasurer."

"Yeah, let's just say, I just sighed when I smelled this wine."

Listening to the words of the people, the shopkeeper was very satisfied and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Today only introduced two kinds of wine, one kind of peach wine, another pure brew, peach wine only ten altars, pure brewed fifty altars." Fu Man Lou's money shopkeeper looked at the people present.

When everyone heard that there were only sixty altar wines, they suddenly panicked: "Give us a pure wine."

"It’s right for us."

The crowd began to talk about it. The price has not yet been said. Sixty altar wine has been divided up by people, and many people have not bought it.

"The money treasurer is too little for you." The people who didn't buy smelled the tempting wine, swallowed, and looked at each other depressed.

The treasurer said with a smile: "Good wine is not much. If you like it, please come early tomorrow."

When everyone heard it, they were completely helpless. They all knew that the background of Fumanlou was hard. There were few people who dared to make trouble here, so they went to the people who bought the wine and evened a cup to drink. After drinking, they never forgetd. .

Even if the price of the last peach wine is one hundred and fifty-one, the pure one hundred and one altar, no one said anything, but complained too little.

Upstairs Xiao Yutian looked at the fiery situation below, could not help but laughed haha.

A jar of wine is only two pounds. Today is the sixty jars of wine, they sold thousands of dollars, if this is a little more...

I think Xiao Yutian feels excited.

"Master, is it still according to today's number of altars?" After the money shopkeeper looked at it for a while, went upstairs and found Xiao Yutian respectfully asked.

"No, tomorrow, the apricot flower wine and bamboo leaf green will be launched. It is still the 10th altar and the 50th altar. Every day after tomorrow, the peach blossom wine and the apricot flower wine three altars, the pure brew and the bamboo leaf green each have seventy altars, two kinds of flowers and wines one hundred fifty two one. The altar, the remaining two hundred and one altars." Xiao Yutian said directly and bluntly.

There are many people in the capital who have more money. These four kinds of wines have also been drunk, even if there are two hundred and two altars.

"It is the master." The money dispenser went out, and he can imagine that these four kinds of wines will surely set off a wave.

Sure enough, the next day's sixty altar wine was just robbed, and those who didn't buy it could only blame their own slow hands, and did not grab an altar before others.

From the second day onwards, although there are more than two kinds of wines, it can't stand many people. What's more, the better-tasting peach wine and apricot wine have only three altars each day, and it feels painful to think about it.