Become the city lord from today

"How is that possible? This is something that everyone eats in our Flander Empire. "Fenton is unbelievable.

"That's because you haven't tried the food of Chang'an City, and after trying it, you will understand why this buckwheat cake is so bad." The cow orcs swallowed their saliva at the thought of the delicacy.

"Is the food in Chang'an City really that delicious?" Randolph frowned tightly, looking at the cow orcs suspiciously, wondering if it was the reason for the different tastes.

"I'll take you to try it later." The cow orc said confidently.

"I think you can try it, their airship meals are so delicious, I think the others will not be bad." Cyrus analyzed.

"Then let's quickly sell the things." Fenton nodded.

Half an hour later.

A man in a Han dress wandered over to their stall in Fenton and asked, "What kind of wine are you?" "

The wine jar is different from the wine bottle in Chang'an City, or the style is more special, and the bottle body is not so smooth and smooth.

Fenton's eyes lit up, this man's clothes were a rich man, and he hurriedly introduced, "We have buckwheat wine, which is not available in Chang'an City." "

"Soba? I haven't heard of it, how much coins? The man said curiously.

As soon as he finished attending a friend's banquet, he came to the big market to stroll around and buy something to go home.

"Thirty copper coins for one pot of wine." Fenton said politely.

The man's eyes widened after hearing this, and he lost his voice, "Thirty copper coins? "

The general wine in Chang'an City is sold for about ten copper coins, and the wine drunk by civilians will not be sold particularly expensive, and they cannot afford to drink it if it is expensive.

"I'm sure you'll like it if you try it." Fenton said confidently.

"Then give me an altar, I'll try the wine that is more expensive than Chang'an City, how it tastes." The man took out thirty copper coins.

"Okay." Fenton took the copper coin, and the attendant handed it over with a pot of wine.

After the man took the wine, he opened it and sniffed it, his brows locked, and he poured a little into his mouth while holding the wine jar.

"Uh... Bah! "

As soon as he swallowed, he vomited, his expression was like eating bitter melon, and he said indignantly, "Such a bad wine, and sell thirty copper coins?" "

"This..." Fenton and Randolph were stunned, staring at the angry man.

Hit again, not even satisfied with the wine?

"You..." the man stared at Fenton with a dissatisfied expression, if he hadn't drunk the wine, he would have to ask for a refund.

The rules of the big market, or the law, stipulate that what has been eaten cannot be refunded unless it is a matter of spoilage.

"Ours is good wine, do you want to take a few more sips?" Cyrus asked tentatively.

"Liar." The man flicked his sleeves and left with the wine, he was going to promote the stall.

"Why doesn't he even like alcohol?" Fenton said bitterly.

"Maybe it's really bad?" Randolph was so disgusted that he began to doubt his own wine.

"There's no reason, we all like buckwheat wine over there in Flandre." Cyrus had a hard time taking it.

The cow orc didn't say anything, just watched quietly, after trying the buckwheat cake, he was already very unoptimistic about Fenton's goods, maybe he would lose money today.

After more than two hours, it was more than five o'clock in the afternoon, and Fenton's booth was still deserted, which was a sharp contrast to the bustle of other stalls.

During the period, someone came to ask about the fabric, and after hearing the price and touching the texture of the fabric, the guest looked at Fenton like a fool, and then shook his head and scolded and left.

The fabric is not very good, and it is actually sold to such an expensive price, and you can buy mid-to-high-grade linen cloth in Chang'an City at this price.

"Fenton, we sold two today, and we were disliked." Randolph frustrated.

"Yes, one afternoon, excluding the cost, I earned five copper coins." Fenton was frustrated.

It was his biggest failure to sell goods ever.

Cyrus looked at the still so many goods on the cabinet, and said worriedly, "Is it true that our goods are too expensive?" "

"That... The main thing is that the value of your goods is not worth the price. The Ox Orc chimed in.

"Are the goods in Chang'an City really that good? Aren't our goods comparable? "Fenton is a little bit out of breath.

Dare to say that before coming to this continent, they had three hundred percent confidence in their goods, after all, in their empire, these goods were used daily.

"Do you need me to take you around and then decide the price of the goods?" The cow orc said kindly.

Seeing three businessmen from foreign countries standing all afternoon without selling anything, to be honest, it was still a bit miserable.

"Okay, you guys are watching the booth here, let's go go for a spin." Fenton commanded to the attendant.

"Yes, my lord." The attendant immediately answered.

"Let me show you pizza first." The corners of the cow orc's mouth rose, he was already a little hungry, and he should be ready to eat and drink.

"Good." Fenton nodded, wanting to see what this pizza was.

More than an hour later.

The three of Fenton came out of the pizzeria, and the expressions on everyone's faces were particularly full, and Randolph kept touching his stomach, a little overwhelmed.

"It's really several times better than our buckwheat cakes." Fenton began to dislike buckwheat cakes.

"This pizza, the people of Flandres will definitely fall in love." Randolph affirmed.

"The people of Chang'an City are so happy." Cyrus envied.

"Next, I'll take you to experience the wine." The Niu Clan orcs were a little proud, and they were also happy to see their expressions of sighing at the food of Chang'an City.

"Good." Fenton nodded and said, after trying the food, he began to look forward to the wine.

The cow tribe orcs took them straight to the drunken night building, how could they not go to the restaurant with the most food when they came to Chang'an City.

A few minutes later, Fenton and the others entered the box on the second floor of the Drunken Night Building and sat down.

"Bring me a bottle of bamboo tube wine and a big song of the river." The cow orc said to the waiter.

He only came once a month or two, and this time he took advantage of the invitation and ordered bamboo tube wine that he had not dared to order before.

"Okay, please later." The waiter said politely, withdrew and began to place the order.

A few minutes later, the waiter brought the wine ordered by the orcs of the ox tribe and said, "Sir, this is your bamboo tube wine and the great song of the river." "

"Okay, thanks." The cow orc nodded his thanks and poured two wines for Fenton and several people.

"Try it, it's definitely better than your buckwheat wine." The Ox Orc chuckled and drank first.

After Fenton and the others smelled the wine, their noses kept moving and they swallowed their saliva.

Several people immediately picked up the wine glasses in front of them and drank them all, their expressions not to mention how shocked, sluggish and full.

"This wine tastes really good and smooth." Fenton's eyes widened.

"It's really better than our buckwheat wine." Randolph agreed.

"No wonder no one likes our wine." Cyrus immediately understood that he would not buy buckwheat wine if he had changed himself.

"Do you still want to feel the fabric?" The corners of the Niu Clan orc's mouth raised slightly, and it was also a pleasure to see the amazed expressions of several people.

"No thanks." Fenton shook his head slightly, but his expression was a little intriguing.

He began to calculate in his heart, and after trying food and wine, he knew that the goods he brought with him could not be sold. But what this continent has definitely become a hot cargo in the Flander Empire.

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