Dad: I was reborn after my daughter died

Chapter 394 Chapter 390

"Our shop has newly released Royal Royal Wine Xunxian Niang, a century-old formula, reappeared in the world, 51 bowls, if you want to taste it, hurry up~"

Gu Chen stood by the big altar and yelled at the crowd in front of him.

Then he slapped off the mud seal on the top of the wine jar, and there was a strong and clear aroma of wine.

Almost instantly, with the breeze in front of the door, it quickly drifted away.

After hearing Gu Chen's yelling, all the people present couldn't help talking.

If it is said that the big buns for five yuan have refreshed their perception of the price.

Then 50 yuan can drink a small bowl of wine.

They couldn't help it, and wanted to hang Gu Chen, a profiteer, on the street lamp.

But considering that he is an imperial chef, let's make it a little more humane.

For example, let him choose a street lamp he likes...

Gu Chen, on the other hand, still had a smile on his face towards the noisy crowd below.

He expressed no panic about this, and even expressed it directly.

In addition to my carpentry work, my Emperor Ming liked to come to have a bite of his own steamed buns afterwards.

At the same time, after begging the gods and burning the green words.

What I love the most is to have a sip of our family's Xunxian brew, even the name.

That was all when I, Da Ming, said, "There are great immortals in the sky, and Ziji is immortal and wise.

The head of Zhaoling Tongyuan Zheng Ying Yuxu, the Great Master of Wulei, the Emperor of Longevity in the Xuandu Realm.

My Emperor Jiajing personally sealed it down. "

I will charge you 51 bowls today.

This is because I don't want to see the pearl of imperial wine in the past dusted.

That's why he gritted his teeth and made such a decision against his ancestors.

You all know how to call me a profiteer, don't you know how painful my conscience is now?

When Gu Chen came up, he had a flickering meal, his tone and expression were so eloquent and emotional that he burst into tears.

He supported the wine jar with one hand, and covered his heart with the other, making an appearance of unworthy descendants in great pain.

Of course, although his expression was painful, he was very happy in his heart.

After all, this is the first step for him to make a lot of money. This is probably called pain and happiness.

Seeing his appearance, everyone present was shocked for a moment.

No one can continue to criticize Gu Chen loudly, after all, this thing is considered not to drink.

Just standing here already made them salivate.

Afterwards, they all said that the wine was indeed too fragrant, just standing on the side.

I'm about to lure out the wine worms in my stomach. It's indeed the royal wine of my Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago.

In a word, it's his mother's way.

Gu Chen didn't bother to care about the inauthentic. He was naturally concerned about whether anyone was willing to pay.

After the play is over, naturally there is no need to continue talking nonsense.

In fact, the reason for doing this is just to be able to give to everyone present.

It's just a reason to take the initiative to pay for it.

After all, the spending power these days is no better than that of later generations, and many people's daily wages are actually only five or sixty yuan.

And whether it's urban or rural.

In fact, the vast majority of people still carry the brand of frugal housekeeping in their consciousness.

It is different from those leeks who have been repeatedly bombarded and brainwashed by countless merchants in later generations.

If this is said to the outside world, this is the rice wine brewed in my shop, and I will sell 51 bowls.

It's no wonder that people didn't drown in their spit.

But if you want to say that this is an old recipe that has been passed down for hundreds of years, it is a fairy wine bestowed by the Emperor of Ming Dynasty himself.

That forceful style was naturally raised immediately.

You don't have to care whether others believe it or not, anyway, that's the reason everyone wants.

One that allows them to pay voluntarily, and not only feel that the drink is worth it.

And even if you tell others about it, you will still feel that there is a kind of face-saving value.

As long as this wine is good enough, even if he is not a real immortal wine, it will be passed on to everyone in the end.

Now all his preparations are ready, just waiting for the leek...

Oh no, it should be said that the fish came to bite the hook.

The fragrance in the wine jar continued to drift with the breeze, and almost everyone at the scene had smelled it.

I couldn't help swallowing a big mouthful of saliva, even Gu Chen himself, the brewer, couldn't help it.

All the people on the entire pedestrian street are almost focused on this moment.

They subconsciously gathered around the jar of wine, and couldn't even move their legs.

Seeing this, Gu Chen smiled slightly, and then clapped his hands again, which directly woke up everyone present.

At this time, the buns that had been placed in the steamer were finally cooked.

Gu Chen opened the cage on the other side again.

His Qiweizhai, now for the first time, has finally begun to receive guests in its full body.

And now with the help of two girls, Cuihua and Xiaofang.

Gu Chen himself was finally able to experience the ease of being a boss.

Under his arrangement, Cuihua's personality is a little more lively.

Mainly responsible for bagging and picking up buns for the guests outside the door, and by the way, looking at the jar of wine beside him.

Otherwise, if someone with no money rushes in and drinks it, then Gu Chen is afraid that he will die directly.

Xiaofang, who is a little more shy, is responsible for collecting money and changing money by the side.

As for whether he will receive less or something, Gu Chen is not worried about it.

It's not a big deal if you make a mistake at first, as long as you practice more.

After all, there are countless steamed buns every day, a total of forty cages, and the number can even be accurate.

You can tell at a glance if you receive more or less, if you can’t do it tomorrow, just continue tomorrow.

But in fact, the root cause is that Gu Chen, who has already concocted Xunxian Brew.

I can't look down on the little money for selling steamed buns anymore.

It hasn't been canceled yet, and I just want to rely on this thing to stabilize the market for a few more days.

In the future, if his wine can be sold smoothly, he may even consider giving up selling steamed buns directly.

The profiteer's price of five yuan each is still too cheap for Gu Chen.

This kind of hard money can be earned a little in the early stage.

What he wants is to make Qiweizhai the No. [-] restaurant in the famous Zhenchuan City.

But it's a pity that although Gu Chen's thoughts are plump, the reality is always skinny.

Originally, he thought that someone would come to the door soon, but in fact, since he opened the store in the morning.

After waiting for nearly two hours, even the buns he made yesterday were almost sold out.

But still no one is willing to pay for a bowl of Xunxian Noodles.

This made Gu Chen feel rather frustrated, after all, logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.

He has also tasted his wine, and it is definitely a top quality wine that can be unforgettable for a lifetime.

51 bowls is an absolute conscience price, after all, if it is just about the taste.

His Xunxian Niang is many times stronger than the Maoxiang Wealth Management Wine he had before rebirth.

And at this moment, a man in a high-end suit with a stern face appeared.

He walked in directly from the door, then raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Chen who was sitting behind the counter and said.

"Boss, bring me a bowl of your good wine."

(End of this chapter)