Chapter 219: Hot

Listening to Hawking's words and looking at Hawking's expression, Luther sensed a feeling of restlessness.

Luther's heart moved. In fact, he had known for a long time that the audience of Pompeii wine would be mercenaries and a small number of nobles.

But why did he come to the Golden City and find the nobles first?

Because only the nobles can mobilize huge financial resources to transport Pompeii wine to every place in Orange. The tavern owner is not capable of it.

And now Hawking's expression and tone told Luther that Pompeii wine was advertised for free by the mercenaries of the Sabertooth Mercenary Group.

Pompeii wine is already very popular among mercenaries.

Then change the previous plan.

When he came to the Golden City, Luther's plan was to find a powerful agent to sell Pompeii wine.

Just now, Luther planned to consign Pompeii wine in the civilian tavern and sell out the Pompeii wine shipped this time.

If the market is hot, then take this opportunity to find an agent.

Judging from Hawking's expression, the market will definitely be hot. Then it's time to find an agent. Luther turned his head and glanced at Mr. Al.

Luther is targeting this guy.

This guy has money, connections, and is a member of the Libyan family, so he can cover the place.

As long as Mr. Al sees the potential of Pompeii wine, it will be easy to get him in. Everyone will like gold coins.

Thinking of this, Luther said to Hawking: "Mr. Hawking, this time I just brought some Pompeii wine and plan to consign it to you. How about giving you a commission of one silver coin for each barrel of wine sold?"

"No problem." Hawking, who had long been full of expectations for Pompeii wine, agreed at once, and it was consignment, without cost, and if it couldn't be sold, it wouldn't lose money.

Luther and Boss Hawking easily reached an agreement, and immediately sent someone to get a hundred barrels of wine to sell when it opened in the afternoon.

Luther and Mr. Al got on the carriage and planned to come back in the evening to have a look.

In the carriage, Mr. Al took out a bottle of wine, filled a glass for Luther and himself, and then tasted it in small sips.

Luther frowned and looked at it, then drank it in front of Mr. Al.

"It's a waste to give you wine." Mr. Al's face was full of heartache, and he really regretted pouring wine for this guy. But he wanted to drink, and he was embarrassed not to pour wine for Luther.

"I never like to drink, whether it's wine or Pompeii wine." Luther shrugged.

"Drinking can make nobles more graceful." Mr. Al said.

Luther shook his head and didn't intend to continue this topic. Mr. Al shrugged, and then he asked: "What do you think of the sales of Pompeii wine in the evening?"

He saw Hawking's expression and tone just now, and suddenly wavered about Pompeii wine. Before that, he thought Pompeii wine was impossible to make money.

And now he feels that there seems to be a chance. But he thinks that kind of wine, will anyone really like it?

Thinking of the taste of Pompeii wine, Mr. Al shook his head involuntarily.

"It will be very hot." Luther said firmly.

"Okay. Then I'll look forward to the evening." Mr. Al said.

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The reason why the Beauty Tavern uses this name is that many female mercenary knights patronize this tavern.

Women who can become knights may not have good looks, but they must have hot bodies. Hot bodies are the elements that attract men.

So the Beauty Tavern is very popular.

It has a certain reputation in the entire Golden City.

The tavern opens in the afternoon, but there are not many customers in the afternoon. The best business hours are in the evening.

Among the many female knights who patronize the Beauty Tavern, Ades is a regular. She has black hair, which is very smooth, but she doesn't care about her hair and always cuts it very short.

Her appearance is very ordinary, but her body is very hot.

And because knights are not afraid of cold and heat, Ades's clothes are very cool even in winter.

Even more tempting.

Now it's dinner time.

But Adès didn't want to eat today, he wanted to drink, because Adès was heartbroken today.

Whether it's a man or a woman, they always drink to relieve their sorrow after a breakup. Adès came to the Beauty Tavern, and the tavern owner Hawking entertained Adès.

At this moment, there were already guests in the tavern, but very few.

Adès came to the bar, spread his legs, and sat down very boldly. And said: "Hawking, give me a glass of the strongest beer."

Hawking and Adès are very familiar, because Hawking and Adès's father are friends, but unfortunately Hawking has survived to open a tavern and live a peaceful life now, and Adès's father has been dead for ten years.

"Broken heart?" Hawking knew Adès very well, so he asked.

"Well, I dumped that bastard Gates." Adès nodded heavily, and he hadn't started drinking yet, but he was already drunk.

Hawking nodded, and then poured a glass of wine for Ades. He knew that the other party must have dumped Ades.

"White wine?" Ades was stunned for a moment, he had never seen it.

"Pompeii wine, I'll treat you to it." Hawking said with a smile, and advertised it by the way.

"Pompeii wine?" Ades' eyes lit up. She had heard people from the Sabertooth Mercenary Group bragging about this kind of wine for a long time, but she had never had the chance to drink it.

"Gulp, gulp." Ades finished the Pompeii wine in one breath, and two blushes suddenly appeared on her face. She was drunk for a while, and then she spit out a breath of wine.

Shouted: "Good wine, another glass."

Ades opened the Pompeii wine tonight, which was popular in the Beauty Tavern.

………

Around nine o'clock, in the Beauty Tavern.

The tavern was full of people, very noisy. Normally, the business in the Beauty Tavern was very popular, not to mention Pompeii wine.

Since Ades started the popularity of Pompeii wine, mercenaries who heard the news have been pouring into the Beauty Tavern.

Cup after cup of Pompeii wine, as if it was free, was poured into the stomachs of these mercenaries.

Hot, very hot.

In a corner of the tavern, Luther and Mr. Al were wearing very ordinary clothes, sitting in the tavern in a low-key manner to watch the situation.

Mr. Al's expression was a little dull, and he couldn't understand why such a bad Pompeii wine was drunk so boldly by these mercenaries.

If Mr. Al didn't know the big men among these mercenaries, many senior knights. Mr. Al would still doubt whether this was a show arranged by Luther.

The popularity of Pompeii wine made Mr. Al have a little thought in his mind.

This little thought is exactly what Luther needs.

Money is a good thing, and 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 by relying on his own connections, but his expenses are also high.

There is not much money saved.

He had wanted to start another business, but never had the chance.

After meeting Luther and drinking Pompeii wine, he was not interested in the Pompeii wine business.

But now he is interested, and he feels that he is going to get rich.