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How did profiteers become successful in the modern chapter? Chapter 1: Fake wine?  That's called blending!

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    "This is gold sand." Looking at these slightly bluish large and small coarse sands, Chang Yu fiddled with them under the desk lamp: "It's just that the purity is not high. Where did you get this?" Chang Yu looked at it with suspicion.  Wen Fei: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Could it be that you went to mine?" Wen Fei pointed out his middle finger. There are also several small private gold mines in the local area.  It is said that the bosses do not pay wages to the mining workers inside, so they have to rely on the workers themselves to sneak out the gold.  The boss will send people to check, and the big pieces will be confiscated. If the small pieces are hidden secretly, the gold mine boss will turn a blind eye, which is regarded as a salary for the miners.  It is said that after a few years of mining like this, a small foreign-style building can be built.  The so-called secret location is probably the chrysanthemum Of course, this is just an irresponsible market rumor, but it cannot be taken seriously!  "You kid will get hemorrhoids sooner or later!" Wen Fei cursed fiercely.  Zhang Yu was not angry, and said proudly: "If you want to sell this gold sand, don't you have to come to me? I don't know if other gold shops will accept this kind of thing?" Wen Fei was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy, so he went straight to the point  Asked: "How is it? Have the house been negotiated?" Speaking of this, Chang Yu also became serious: "Two million and eight hundred thousand, not a penny less. If it doesn't work, let's buy another house. There's no need to compete with that shabby house.  Son!" Wen Fei glanced at Zhang Yu with disdain: "Didn't you blow up that house at first? How come it has turned into a dilapidated house now?" Zhang Yu shrugged: "Do you really want to buy it?"  Wen Feidao said mysteriously: "Look, if I do a big business this time, I will probably have enough money to buy a house!" "Big business? What big business?" Chang Yu pricked up his ears.  "Go, go, stop asking. By the way, where is your Xiaoyu? Why aren't you tired of being together? Did you two break up so soon?" Wen Fei asked.  He glanced at Wen Fei with disdain: "Not yet, even if we break up, it won't be your turn to take over. Why, you have something to do with her?" If it were any other time, there is no way Wen Fei would have to stay with a guy like Chang Yu for a while.  But today, he was not in such a mood: "I want to buy some winecheaply." "You don't know how to buy it in the supermarket," Chang Yu said and reacted: "Is this what you call big business? You  How much do you want to buy?" "Business secrets, no comment!" Wen Fei simply refused.  He knew that Chang Yu was heartless and could forget things quickly.  "I'll call her!" Chang Yu shrugged, not caring much.  For him, he only has energy if he dares to be interested in something.  And the popularity of most interesting things does not last long.  Soon Xiaoyu ran over happily, driving a red POLO, which made Wenfei feel ashamed and determined that he would buy a car this time no matter whata pickup truck  ¡­ ¡°What kind of wine are you buying? Just tell me. If you don¡¯t have money, you owe me first!¡± Xiaoyu waved her hand and said with great momentum, which definitely did not match her delicate appearance and name.  "I just want to buy some of the cheapest wine," Wen Fei blushed a little when talking about this: "It doesn't matter if it's in bulk, the key is that rural areas are not used to drinking good wine!" Wen Fei lied angrily, without a trace of red on his face  .  "Are there still such poor rural areas now?" Xiaoyu said casually: "It's easy to handle. The cheapest one is blended with alcohol. I'm telling you, don't go to my house to buy it. Go buy some alcohol and spices yourself.  Just mix it into water and it¡¯s done. I can give you the formula!¡± Wen Fei was a little dumbfounded: ¡°That¡¯s okay!¡±  The high-end wines are made in the same way, but they use some brewed puree wine. Even if you want the taste of Maotai, you can still blend it.  The spices are just different" Not to mention Wen Fei, even the fat guy Chang Yu was shocked by the inside information: "No, why is it so dark?" "What do you think?" Xiao Yu shrugged.  ¡°Then let¡¯s do it!¡± Hearing Xiao Yu say this, Wen Fei finally let go of his last trace of confusion and conscience.  In accordance with industry standards, I also let my compatriots from thousands of years ago taste the Tianchao blended wine in advance.  Damn it, the big deal is, Master Dao, I have more conscience and don¡¯t use denatured alcohol Following Xiao Yu¡¯s instructions, Wen Fei bought everything.  With Xiao Yu, a well-versed insider, everything I bought was quite cheap. A pound of wine blended together only cost one or two yuan.  The alcohol content is not very high, only 20 to 30 degrees, but I think it is higher than the wine with the same lees as that of the Northern Song Dynasty.??More.  No matter how high the alcohol content was, Wen Fei was afraid that ancient people wouldn't be able to adapt to it, but 50-degree wine was also mixed with it. Once the spices were added, the aroma of the wine was indeed overflowing.  In Wenfei, who doesn't drink much, the smell seems to be no different from Wuliangye Moutai or the like After two or three days of preparation, he has all the things he wants to sell.  Wen Fei felt uncertain. For an otaku like him, this was the first time in his life that he had done something illegal, even if it was under the law more than a thousand years ago.  And I heard that those tribes were barbaric. Since the Zhenzong Dynasty, they have used troops against Xixia and those tribes one after another, and these tribes have become much more honest.  In the past, when I encountered something I liked, I would just grab it Even now, when encountering savage tribesmen, things were robbed and people were beaten to death from time to time.  In short, trading with Fanbu is extremely profitable but also extremely risky.  Wen Fei thought about coming and going, but still took the crossbow with him, but he didn't bring the big bull anymore.  Although the crossbow was powerful, it weighed more than ten kilograms, making it too inconvenient to use.  When he first met Wang Zhiming, Wen Fei wanted to rebel, but it was too inconvenient to carry the crossbow on his back.  I'm afraid Wen Fei was knocked to the ground before he could even take the crossbow off his back.  Fortunately, the crossbow was packed in a professional bag last time, and Wang Zhiming did not see the real thing.  Otherwise, given that boy's curious personality, he might even use it to study it.  After all, this steel crossbow is much more advanced than the crossbows of the Northern Song Dynasty.  This time, he didn¡¯t bring that stupid big black bull, but a much smaller hand crossbow.  Wen Fei bought this on Taobao. Although its power is limited, it is much more convenient.  In fact, what Wen Fei really wanted was to get a gun. Unfortunately, as a good otaku, Wen Fei really didn't know where to get such a thing.  I had to prepare another dagger, which seemed to be quite sharp.
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