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Chapter 112: A Taste of Being an Emperor

“German Royal Special Beer?”

“Whole-grain beer?”

"Then you have to try it tonight, how much does it cost?"

As night fell, the hotel started to serve customers. Sure enough, everyone saw the "advertising" posted by the boss.

"Don't ask how much a bottle is," the boss seemed very mysterious. "I got up at five in the morning just for this batch of goods. This is pure German beer, not expensive, two yuan and three per bottle."

"Two yuan and three? You kill people, we might as well go to the murder street." An old customer immediately started yelling. After the murder street was rectified, he no longer killed people and customers, but his reputation remained, and everyone in Lao Qinwan knew the history there.

"This is Royal Beer!" The boss put a bottle of beer on the counter with a snap. Oh, and the eyes of several men looked at the trademark, the pure blonde beer girl with a strong breast, and this might really look like a German.

"Can royal beer beer beer beer beer beer? It's all imported, without a single Chinese word. I've drunk it, it's better than our Chinese beer. What do Germans do? They are the ancestors of beer, and this is for the German emperor to drink..."

The boss sold it for a long time, but he just didn't open a bottle for them to taste.

"Does Germany still have an emperor now?" someone asked weakly.

"No, now I'm called the Prime Minister. Maybe I used to be for the emperor..." Someone answered him, "For example, Tongrentang, used to be for the emperor's house to deliver medicine..."

"Then let's try it too, taste the taste of being an emperor..." The treats could not resist the enthusiasm of the beer girl on the trademark. Everyone was looking at him, and he no longer hesitated.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just talk about this wine bottle. Other wine bottles are all big green sticks. The bottles that the emperor drank are brown, which has a sense of luxury.

A box of beer was opened, and when the mellow liquid was poured into the mouth, the expressions of several people were different, "It's delicious!"

"This wine is thick and has ingredients!"

"Whole-grain beer, not a single grain of rice." The boss smiled and said, "Think about it, how much barley costs, how much rice costs?" In fact, he himself doesn't know how much it costs.

"Real material, absolutely real material..." The person who treated the guests was very happy, "What do you mean, this is beer! Add two more boxes, add a few more dishes, scallions, and stir-fry snails with sauce..."

"Good it." The boss left happily, "How about it, my eyes are right, right?" He showed off to his wife proudly, "Look, I'll drink the crown tonight, how many tables are there for adding dishes?"

The boss lady smiled and looked at her husband, "Say, hey, why did you drink it? Two more yuan per bottle..."

"Let's drink a bottle too, and I will become an emperor when I go home at night..."

"Hmph, be careful not to let you go to bed..."

"I am the emperor after drinking this beer. How dare you not let the emperor go to bed?..."

...

In the bitter cold winter, a spark can bring about a prairie fire.

More and more restaurants, hotels, and hotels are starting to appear. What’s strange is that Shicheng Brewery does not sell it to the public, and there is not even a dealer in Qinwan. All Qinwan people took their cars to Shicheng and bought and sold them.

This has to be said to be a market miracle and a beer miracle.

“Crown Beer is hot!”

At the end of the year, Su Yufang, who had been promoted to the manager of Ocean Hotel, felt the threat directly. Mingcui Liu Beer had already established a unique position in Qinwan, but now it is facing challenges.

It’s the Chinese New Year, and the small restaurants are not lively, but the hotels are still crowded, and customers who come here call for Crown Beer.

"Is it better than our Mingcui Liu?" Su Yufang asked with a smile when she caught an familiar old customer.

"It's not inferior to your Mingcui Liu... They are fully imported beer, whole-grain beer, royal special beer..."

Chinese people cannot touch the word "huang", as if touching the word "huang", everything becomes mysterious and noble.

Su Yufang quickly found out that this fully imported beer actually originated in Shicheng. The beer production technology introduced from Germany and the whole-grain beer produced.

Well, the customer is the biggest, and even if she wants to drink the crown, she can only purchase the goods too.

She thought about it and called Qin Dong again, "Manager Qin, customers are willing to drink Crown Beer recently..." She said embarrassedly, after all, she was begging Qin Dong to supply Mingcui Liu Beer.

In fact, both wines are as delicious as they are. In Su Yufang's opinion, Mingcui Liu is even better, but everyone is willing to taste the royal things and pretend to be a good person.

Qin Dong smiled and said, "There is no way. You can drink whatever customers like. I have no objection."

Thinking about it, there is no agent for Crown Beer in the huge Qinwan. Su Yufang immediately thought that the person who came to ask for an agent now had already broken the threshold, "I'll go to Shicheng tomorrow."

...

At the door of Rongbee, Luo Ling got into Lin Yida's car with a smile on her face. The white lace car cover is the standard for high-end cars in this era, and the red Monte Carlo 700 perfume. Whenever she smelled this smell, Lin Yida looked at Luo Ling and smiled.

"Recently, Crown Beer is very popular." Lin Yida looked at Luo Ling. Her wife was always laughing, and she could laugh even if the sky fell.

"Shicheng Beer." As the sales department chief, Luo Ling is very vigilant. She has already bought a box from the market, and the taste is really mellow.

"How is it, is it delicious?" Lin Yida smiled, "Aren't you fighting Shicheng Beer so hard? Why, the base camp has been attacked by others?"

Luo Ling smiled and glanced at him, but what made her most angry was that she found out that Crown Beer had no dealers in Qinwan, and these hotels spontaneously went to Shicheng to pick up goods.

This is really a once-in-a-century scene.

"It's really delicious..." Luo Ling smiled, "Don't worry, we have a way."

"Hey, do you Mr. Qin know?" Lin Yida smiled, "I have been going through many years. This time I seem to have met a real opponent, Crown Beer, the beer that the royal family drank. With this, who will drink your Rong Beer..."

Lin Yida really wants to see how Qin Dong deals with this old opponent.

...

Early in the morning, the magpies started chirping again, and Zhong Xinghuo was also full of joy.

In just a few days, there is no need to promote or sell it. The locals in Shicheng also know that Shicheng Brewery produces a royal beer.

After a week, Yunhai's hotels and restaurants also came to the door. Of course, there were also those who wanted to be a Crown Beer dealer, some units and individuals, all of whom came with trucks.

There was a long queue in front of the door. At a rough look, the long queue of trucks winds from the factory gate and extends to the town.

"It must be three miles away." Zhao Shilin smiled. Within a week, the trucks lined up to the town could not open the factory gate.
Chapter completed!
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