Listening to Hawking's words and looking at Hawking's expression, Luther noticed an emotion called ready to move.
Luther's heart moved. In fact, he had known for a long time that the audience for Pompeii wine would be mercenaries and a small number of nobles.
But why was the noble the first person he looked for when he came to the Golden City?
Because only nobles could mobilize huge financial resources to transport Pompeii wine to every place in Orange. Tavern owners were incapable of doing so.
But now Hawking's expression and tone told Luther that Pompeii wine was given free advertising by the mercenaries of the Saber-toothed Tiger mercenary group.
Pompeii wine has become very popular among mercenaries.
Then change the previous plan.
When he came to Golden City, Luther's plan was to find a powerful agent to sell Pompeii wine.
Just now, Luther planned to sell the Pompeii wine on consignment in a civilian tavern, and first sell out the Pompeii wine shipped this time.
If the market is hot, then look for this opportunity and find an agent.
Judging from Hawking's expression, the market will definitely be hot. Then it is time to find an agent. Luther turned his head and glanced at Mr. Al.
Luther is trying to figure this guy out.
This guy has money, connections, and is a member of the Libyan family, so he can hold his own.
As long as Mr. Al sees the potential of Pompeii wine, it will be easy for him to join the game, and everyone will like gold coins.
Thinking of this, Luther said to Hawking: "Mr. Hawking, I just brought some Pompeii wine this time, and I plan to put it on consignment with you. How about giving you a commission of one silver coin for every barrel of wine sold?"
"No problem." Hawking, who had long been full of expectations for Pompeii wine, agreed. Moreover, it was a consignment, so there was no cost, and he would not lose money if he couldn't sell it.
Luther easily reached an agreement with Boss Hawking, and immediately sent someone to fetch a hundred barrels of wine to be sold when the store opened in the afternoon.
Luther and Mr. Al got into the carriage and planned to come back in the evening to see it.
In the carriage, Mr. Al took out a bottle of wine, filled a glass for Luther and himself, and then took a sip.
Luther looked at it with a frown, and then became silent in front of Mr. Al.
"It's a waste to give you a drink." Mr. Al's face was full of heartache. He really regretted pouring this guy a drink. But he wanted to drink, and he was embarrassed not to pour a drink for Luther.
"I've never liked drinking, whether it's wine or Pompeii." Luther shrugged.
"Drinking can make nobles more elegant." Mr. Al said.
Luther shook his head, not intending to continue the topic. Mr. Al shrugged, and then he asked: "What do you think of the sales of Pompeii wine tonight?"
He saw Hawking's expression and tone just now, and he suddenly became shaken about Pompeii Wine. Before that, he thought that Pompeii Wine was impossible to make money.
And now he felt that there seemed to be a chance. But he also felt that anyone would really like that kind of wine?
Thinking of the taste of Pompeii wine, Mr. Al shook his head involuntarily.
"It will be very popular." Luther said decisively.
"Okay. Then I'll look forward to the evening." Mr. Al said.
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The reason why the Beauty Tavern is named this is because there are many female mercenary knights visiting this tavern.
A woman who can become a knight may not necessarily have a good-looking appearance, but her figure must be very hot. A hot figure is what attracts men.
So the beauty bar is very popular.
It has a certain reputation throughout the Golden City.
The pub opens in the afternoon, but in fact there are not many customers in the afternoon, and the most prime business hours are in the evening.
Among the many female knights who frequented the Beauty Tavern, Ardais was a regular visitor. She had black hair that was very smooth, but she didn't care about her hair and always cut it very short.
Her appearance is very ordinary, but her figure is very hot.
And because knights are not afraid of cold or heat, Ardais's clothes are very cool even in winter.
Even more tempting.
It's dinner time now.
But Adais doesn't want to eat today and wants to drink because Adais is broken up in love today.
Whether it is a man or a woman, they always turn to wine to relieve their sorrows after falling in love. Adès came to the Beauty Tavern, and the owner of the tavern, Hawking, entertained Adès.
At this moment, there were already customers in the tavern, but they were very few.
Ardais came to the bar, crossed his legs, and sat down very boldly. He said, "Hawking, have a glass of the strongest ale."
Hawking was very familiar with Adais because Hawking was friends with Adais's father, but unfortunately Hawking survived until now to open a pub and live a quiet life. Adais's father has been dead for ten years.
"Lost in love?" Hawking knew Adès very well, so he asked.
"Well, I dumped that bastard Gates." Ardais nodded heavily. He hadn't started drinking yet, but he was already drunk.
Hawking nodded, and then poured a glass of wine for Ardais. He knew that the other party must have dumped Ardais.
"White wine?" Ardais was stunned for a moment, having never seen it before.
"Pompei wine, I'll treat you to a drink." Hawking said with a smile, and placed an advertisement by the way.
"Pompei wine?" Ardais's eyes lit up. She had heard people from the Saber-Tooth Tiger Mercenary Group boast about this kind of wine for a long time, but she had never had the chance to drink it.
"Gulu, Gulu." Ardais finished the Pompeii wine in one breath, and two blushes suddenly appeared on his face. He was drunk for a while, and then he spit out the smell of wine.
He shouted: "Good wine, let's have another glass."
Ardais started the Pompeii wine tonight, which was very popular in the beauty tavern.
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Around nine o'clock, inside the Beauty Tavern.
The tavern was full of people, very, very noisy. Normally, the business in the Beauty Tavern was very booming, let alone Pompeii wine.
Ever since Adès started the popularity of Pompeii wine, mercenaries who heard about it continued to pour into the beauty tavern.
Glass after glass of Pompeii wine was poured into the stomachs of these mercenaries as if for free.
Hot, very hot.
In a corner of the tavern, Mr. Luther and Mr. Al were sitting in the tavern in a low-key manner, wearing very ordinary clothes, watching the situation.
Mr. Al's expression was a little dull, and he couldn't understand how such a terrible Pompeii wine could be drunk so boldly by these mercenaries.
If Mr. Al hadn't known these big shots among the mercenaries, many high-ranking knights, Mr. Al would still have doubted whether this was a show arranged by Luther.
The popularity of Pompeii wine made Mr. Al have some thoughts in his mind.
This little thought was exactly what Luther needed.
Money is a good thing, no one cares about having more money.
Mr. Al is also a normal person. Since he opened Chelsea Company, he has indeed earned a lot of gold coins through his connections, but his expenses are also high.
I don't have much money saved.
He once wanted to open up another business, but never had the chance.
After meeting Luther and drinking Pompeii wine, he was no longer interested in the Pompeii wine business.
But now that he is interested, he feels that he is going to make a fortune.