Watch the dishes.

Li Jiacun is a hospitality person and must have many friends.

"If you want to talk about officials, we don't know many rich people. The chefs from Tianjin will give me some face when they mention me, Li Jiacun." Li Jiacun said confidently and seriously.

"Uncle Master, I really want to use your old influence. Our beer wants to enter the restaurant. Do you always shout and shout?" Qin Dong smiled and poured a glass of beer for Li Jiacun.

"What a big deal, I have to drink when I eat food," Li Jiacun immediately called his apprentice over, "I'll call you today, take turns off work, and say hello to me. I called but didn't call you. My eldest nephew came to Tianjin for the first time. I, the uncle, can't mess with him!"

"Uncle, try our beer, our Qinwan beer."

Luo Ling smiled and poured super dry beer for Li Jiacun. Li Jiacun smiled with her mouth, "I know, I know, those star-rated hotels have been drinking this these days..."

He picked up the cup and poured the beer into his mouth, and then smacked his lips, "This tastes good. I think it's much better than foreign beer, but it's the appetite of our Chinese beer to the Chinese."

"If beer is good, you have a good appetite, your body is great, and you can eat whatever you want!" He drank the beer and a rumor came out of his mouth.

Alas, Qin Dong's eyes lit up, he raised his cup, "Uncle, just say this, I have to give you advertising fees..."

"Don't talk about money, let's have a breakup!" Li Jiacun looked at the beer, "Give me a few boxes of beer!"

...

Li Jiacun did what he said, not only did he go to the cooking association, but he also rode his bicycle around the area. "My eldest nephew's beer is now all drunk in the big hotel. Lao Li, let your hotel get two hundred boxes..."

"One hundred boxes, no, Lao Zhao, my face is worth one hundred boxes of beer. This beer really tastes to our Tianjin people, do you try it?"

"Sun Dapao, if you don't enter my beer, don't drink with me in the future. If you don't enter less, it won't be enough. It's starting from five hundred boxes. What kind of Australian beer? You are Chinese and don't drink Chinese beer. Do you have the nerve to say hello to your old man when you go home?..."

"Our Rongya beer is not expensive. You have to study the psychology of customers and be willing to go to a restaurant for dinner. Who cares about those three melons and two dates..."

Qin Dong was dissatisfied, Audi served him, and Gao Hu became Li Jiacun's full-time driver these days.

Li Jiacun patted Audi, "I am a chef, and I can still sit on this game... Well, I'll be a foreigner... Young man, I'll ask you, what is a Tianjin native? Have you figured it out?"

Without waiting for Gao Hu to answer, he laughed himself, "Tianjin people, even if they eat, they have to eat the best and drink the best, so I'm optimistic about your beer..."

...

This summer, when Tianjin was the hottest, all the salesmen of Rongbie wore towels around their necks, and Luo Ling and Honghong were no exception.

From star-rated hotels to mid-range restaurants and hotels, Rong Beer did it almost overnight. The leisure time a few days ago seemed like a dream, and now Luo Ling and Honghong have both started to work on moving beer.

There is no way, there is not enough manpower!

It was the hotels and restaurants that Li Jiacun did not say hello, and led by surrounding hotels and restaurants, he also purchased the goods by himself.

Some people have not had time to purchase goods for a while, and customers want to drink Rongya beer by name, so they have to purchase goods quickly. They can't ruin their own business.

Dealers with keen sense of smell came to their doors, holding cash in hand to pick up the goods.

"Rong Beer is delicious, it's really ok to say. Last night, I put the beer from each store together and let our old man taste it one by one. Guess what, the old man will determine Rong Beer."

"I have been drinking it for three days and I figured out a truth. This kind of super dry beer may be brewed specifically for us Tianjin people, "

"Looking at the ad slogan of others, beer is good, the appetite is good, the body is great, and everything you eat is delicious! It really goes to our Tianjin people..."

...

Luo Ling smiled and came out. As soon as the beauty appeared, she was silent, but it immediately became lively again.

"Girl, I'm from Hedong District, our district, I'm this..." The man gave a thumbs up, "Give your Rong Beer to my agent, don't worry..."

"I'm from Hedong District..."

"Red Bridge..."

"Nankai..."

"I am also from Nankai. You can't set up a dealer in one district, right?"

...

Looking at the lively scene in front of him, Luo Ling smiled. Hedong District, Hexi District, Nankai, Hongqiao, Heping, Hebei, and several districts in the city were all here, and dealers were coming from the surrounding Dagang District and Tanggu District.

"Everyone, I'm really sorry, there are too many hotels and restaurants that have been in demand recently, and our beer is being shipped here." Indeed, following Li Jiacun, Rong Beer has almost achieved a designated placement, and there is no detour to go to another mile. "Wholesaler? Our Rong Beer has no restrictions. Everyone can come in and register, but now beer is in short supply..."

Hunger Marketing!

It is usually used on consumers, but now Qin Dong uses it on dealers.

“Isn’t beer enough to sell?”

A group of dealers were just a little stunned and immediately rushed over. Now Rong Beer is popular, so if you can sell Rong Beer, just wait to count the money, but the beer is out of stock, so you can only grab it.

"Everyone register one by one, take your time, don't worry." Luo Ling said with a smile.

"How about not being in a hurry? I want to drink two more bottles tonight, and my friends have made an appointment..."

"This is the 1990s, not the 1980s, why are beer still out of stock..."

"They sold well, why would they have been stocked up early..."

"Don't talk nonsense, give me a thousand boxes first..."

"I want two thousand boxes..."

Luo Ling was happy. Looking at the RMB, she was happier than anything else. Money flowed into Rong Beer's pocket, and the beer was taken away by truck, and sent to the streets and alleys of Tianjin...

The popularity of Rong Beer successfully aroused the vigilance of Houghton and Ho Dewei. The two of them took to the streets and saw vehicles loaded with Rong Beer constantly shuttled, and Rong Beer was also placed in restaurants and hotels.

"A good beer, just have a good appetite, your body is great, and you can eat whatever you like!"

Seeing a few children fighting on the street, Holden asked the translator, “What are they talking about?”

The translator looked at the fat man and said truthfully, "They all said that super dry beer is delicious!"

"You Chinese children can also drink beer?" Holden was shocked. He really couldn't understand it. It was just two days apart, and Rong Beer suddenly opened up the situation in the mid-range wine stalls and restaurants. He also developed a group of dealers. Why did he open this part of the market? He didn't see them...

"Manager Huo, do you think their beer tastes better than ours?" Horton turned to Hodwei.

How did Huo Dewei answer this? He couldn't say that his beer was not good, but he had to admit from the bottom of his heart that this super dry beer really tastes like Tianjin people.

"I heard that they found a batch of chefs..."

The chef is the soul of a restaurant or restaurant. A chef with high skills does not need to look at anyone's face. Others also need to hold and toast. They told the restaurant that a batch of beer is very popular. No boss or manager would agree.

"This is China, different from Australia..." Ho Dewei tried to make Houghton understand China's national conditions.

Horton interrupted him, "The beer markets all over the world are the same, and we must abide by the laws of business. It seems that we can only reduce prices and promote..."

Price reduction?

Who will compensate for the lost money? This is what Huo Dewei cares about the most.
Chapter completed!