A helper ran back in a panic. His face was bruised and bruised. It was obvious that he had just fought with someone.

After careful questioning, they found out that they took the third batch of Jiang Yuebai to Zuixian Tower. Unexpectedly, they encountered a group of masked men in black on the way, and they chased and beat them without saying a word.

During the fierce fighting, many wine jars were smashed, and the Jiang Yuebai that was finally brewed was scattered all over the floor.

Jiang Chen looked serious, but still asked calmly: "What happened next? Where are Wu Qingshan and the others?"

"Brother Shan and the others are still fighting with that gang of villains. He asked me to come back quickly to report the news and call more people to help."

So, Jiang Chen took Gu Jun and other people who could be summoned and hurried to the scene of the incident. Judging from the clothes of those people, it was obviously premeditated. Maybe the hundred altars of Jiang Yuebai would not be saved.

The most serious consequence was a direct loss of two thousand taels of silver, and the time and energy spent these days were all in vain.

Wu Yue couldn't do much to help, so she could only stay in the room and silently worry about Jiang Chen and the others. Seeing the dumplings in the bowl slowly getting cold, she felt extremely anxious.

When Jiang Chen arrived with his people, he saw the carriages carrying Jiang Yuebai parked on the roadside, while Wu Qingshan and others were lying in a mess. The scene was heart-wrenching just to look at it.

"Go and check on their condition. If you are seriously injured, send them to the hospital immediately!"

Everyone went up to check the injuries of their companions. Each of the seven people, including Wu Qingshan, had injuries on their bodies. Some had their eyebrows broken and were bleeding, and some had their legs broken. They screamed in pain whenever they moved their bodies.

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The only thing that is fortunate is that although their hands are heavy, their lives are not in danger, and most of the Jiang Yuebai in the car are still intact, which is almost a miracle.

Jiang Chen was very surprised. The worst outcome he expected did not happen, and he didn't know what kind of fierce battle they went through to save this batch of goods in the end.

"Jiang Chen, I...we tried our best, but more than twenty people suddenly appeared and surrounded us. It is really difficult for us to fight with two fists!"

Wu Qingshan looked annoyed. He was the most seriously injured, especially his left arm, which was almost deformed and now swollen like a pig's trotter. This guy actually didn't scream in pain.

"The most important thing is that no lives were lost. You all did a good job and helped us save these Jiang Yuebai."

At this time Gu Jun came over and said: "A total of eighteen altars of Jiang Yuebai were lost."

"Well, this is an acceptable loss, don't take it to heart."

Jiang Chen patted Wu Qingshan's shoulder very solemnly. He had already expected that Zhao He would definitely take action. If Wu Qingshan and the others hadn't been able to do this, the losses would have been far more than that.

The next day, people inside and outside Zuixian Building were indeed surrounded. As soon as the news came out that Jiang Yuebai could be sold in large quantities, a long queue began to form at the door.

For people in shopping malls or official circles, Jiang Yuebai is what they are most looking forward to getting at the moment. This is not only because of the quality of the wine, but also because it is a matter of face.

Who wouldn’t want to generously take out a jar of Jiangyuebai when inviting someone to drink? It would feel like giving someone a gift of wine and dew.

Seeing the bustling scene in front of Zuixian Tower, Lin Qingxuan was both excited and worried. On the one hand, he hoped that the queue would never stop, but on the other hand, he was anxious about the subsequent supply of goods.

"Jiang Chen, if this continues, the inventory of Zuixianlou will be sold out soon. The original batch plus the ones you sent last night will only add up to more than 500 jars."

"What should I do after today?"

Jiang Chen leaned against the window on the second floor and said calmly: "A batch of new goods will be sent tonight. There is no need for us to open the door to buy. Just let the news out. Today's limit is 500 jars, and it is first come, first served."

"This... taking advantage of the fact that everyone is so enthusiastic about Jiang Yuebai, do you really not want to seize the opportunity to make a fortune?"

Even though Jiang Chen had explained this and Lin Qingxuan was almost convinced, how many people could resist such a temptation and remain calm when they saw the white money delivered to them?

Jiang Chen said: "What I want is a steady stream of water, not quick success. Now that this hunger marketing has received very good results, it shows that we should stick to this."

"What are you hungry for? What did you just say?"

"It's nothing. This is not what you need to worry about. In addition, let me spread some rumors and say that Jiang Yuebai will launch more different types in the near future for you to taste."

Lin Qingxuan felt that Jiang Chen was getting more and more amazing. The current Jiang Yuebai was impeccable. He didn't know what amazing masterpiece this so-called different type would be.

Jiang Chen slowly walked down the stairs. There was an endless stream of diners in the lobby who were in high spirits, chatting and drinking. Jiang Yuebai's warmth saved this half-dead restaurant, and business improved almost overnight.

Ordering a pot of Jiangyuebai at Zuixianlou and pairing it with a few dishes to enjoy the meal first, and then buying a few jars to take home and enjoy slowly has become the best choice for these wealthy families.

Now just the turnover brought by these diners every day can make Lin Qingxuan a lot of money, but this guy is not satisfied yet.

But that's right, people are all the same. If he had told Lin Qingxuan about such a scene in Zuixian Tower half a month ago, he would have been very satisfied, but things are different now.

After passing through the lobby and walking out of the crowded queue, these people who were eagerly looking forward to buying Jiang Yuebai did not complain at all, but instead bragged to each other.

"The limit of five jars per day is not enough. At worst, I will come back tomorrow and buy five jars every day, which will last half a month!"

"Hey, Boss He is still very wealthy, but why did I hear that you used to be a frequent visitor to Zhao's winery, but now you have changed your mind?"

"It doesn't matter if I don't go to Zhaojia Winery. Ever since I tasted Jiang Yuebai, I feel that Zhaojia's Erdaochun is bullshit!"

Ha ha ha ha......

There were bursts of laughter from the crowd, and some people even declared that they would trade five jars of Erdaochun at home for a jar of Jiang Yuebai.

These people were like knives, piercing Zhao He's heart one by one. At this time, this wealthy businessman who started out as a wine seller was so angry that his teeth itched. It was not that he came to Zuixian Tower in a sedan specifically to humiliate himself.

On the contrary, he originally wanted to wait to see Jiang Chen, Lin Qingxuan and the others make a fool of themselves because they couldn't deliver the goods, but he didn't expect that the people sent last night actually missed it.

"Master, what should we do next?" A man with sinister features bent over and asked Zhao He in the sedan for instructions.
Chapter completed!