My Magic Age

It was already ten minutes past midnight, and the tavern gradually became deserted. There were only a few or two drinkers hiding in a remote corner, and three or two people gathered around a table, quietly drinking ale.

Yerkes and I sat near the bar and watched the bartender divide the bottle of golden cider into two portions.

In the eyes of the tavern owner, there seemed to be a kind of enthusiasm for fine wine burning. He very carefully poured out half of the golden cider in the narrow-necked round-bellied glass bottle, and the golden liquid flowed along the glass of the decanter. The wall slowly flows into the bottom of the cup, looking at the wine in the decanter The golden cider kept rising, and the fat on the tavern owner's face kept shaking. He said to the Yerkes scholar with a painful face: "That's enough, that's enough. Such a good wine must be tasted slowly." , but you can’t drink it like ale, this is enough, enough!”

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Scholar Yerkes shook his head stubbornly. The hair on his head was a little messy. He took out a charcoal pen from his pocket and drew a black line on the outside of the decanter, clearly indicating that the wine must be filled to the full mark. .

The tavern owner made a grimace and poured most of the bottle of golden cider into the decanter as requested by the Yerkes scholar. He kept sighing and said that the two of us drinking like this were a waste of natural resources, Yerkes. But he didn't take it seriously, and reached out to help the tavern owner hold the funnel, put the remaining wine into three ordinary glass bottles, and capped them with corks. Then the tavern owner waved to Eve and asked her to put three bottles of wine into the cellar in the basement.

A bottle of good old wine is more precious than gold in the eyes of an alcoholic. The tavern owner is undoubtedly an old alcoholic. Although he is better at brewing ale, he has no resistance to other types of good wine. .

He turned the narrow-necked bottle over and poured every drop of the wine remaining in the bottle into a wine glass. The tavern owner drank half of the golden cider in one gulp, with a wonderful look in his hazy drunken eyes. He licked his lips, savoring the taste of the remaining wine in his mouth, and then sighed to Scholar Yerkes: "If you just want to find that kind of aged golden cider, in the Imperial Capital You can still buy it in wine shops, but there are not many high-end products with exquisite brewing technology and cellaring in the market. The supply and marketing channels of those wines are in the hands of a few big nobles. Here, there are high-end wines, which are also circulated among the upper-class nobles. As for us commoners, we can usually only drink ordinary ale or medium-quality golden cider. "

Scholar Yerkes asked with great interest: "Is this wine really so good?"

The tavern owner nodded without hesitation.

Scholar Yerkes is obviously a layman when it comes to the study of wine. Although he usually comes to the tavern for a drink in his spare time, he likes the combination of barbecue and ale. Perhaps he has stayed in Ayr City for too long. I thought there was nothing special about golden cider, but I didn't expect that for a tavern owner, a bottle of fine golden cider was also very precious.

Yerkes was obviously a little drunk, otherwise he would not want to talk about other topics other than the magic pattern structure. He blushed and picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He supported the table with both hands, looked up at the tavern owner and said, "Since you are so I like drinking this kind of golden apple cider, so I haven’t thought of going to Ayr City. It’s probably not too hard to find this kind of good wine over there!”

The tavern owner gently rubbed his temple with the thumb of his right hand. Probably because he had calculated some mathematical problems, his expression was a little painful. Then he straightened his tongue and slowly said to the Yerkes scholar: "No. It is said that airships travel from the imperial capital to El City every month. There are only two times, how inconvenient it is to go back and forth. Just the round-trip airship ticket costs two gold coins, plus the cost of food and accommodation, and the cost of a trip to El City. You think I need it. How many barrels of wine do you need to buy and transport back to the imperial capital to earn back the cost? "

Obviously, what the tavern owner said is very true. Only those wine merchants will organize large caravans to transport hundreds of barrels of golden cider out of the city of El. If they are just drinkers who simply like to drink, or if they are like a tavern It is absolutely impossible for bosses and other small business people to go to El City to buy wine in person. It is precisely for this reason that the channels for liquor are firmly controlled in the hands of some trading houses, and there are often big nobles behind these trading houses.

"If I can bring out some high-end wine, I don't know how many taverns like you will be willing to pay for it... You see, I am also from a civilian family. I don't want to belittle the civilians, I just want to be more Knowing this large group, I know that it is difficult for many civilian families to afford such expensive wine. No one wants to carry a heavy bag to drink. Is this wine a bit too expensive for civilians? "

"Of course, even if you are an alcoholic, you cannot get drunk every day. A bottle of this grade of wine is worth about ten silver coins in the imperial capital. Of course..." The tavern owner picked up the glass on the table with his hand. Cup, squinting his eyes and continued: "...it is impossible for every drinker to drink the entire bottle of wine. Buying it by the glass, a bottle of wine like this can fill six wine glasses, so a glass of wine can be sold for two silver coins. In this case, even a commoner like me can still pay for one or two glasses of wine. There won’t be any problem... Um, um... um... you just said... you still have this kind of high-end wine in your hand? "

"Yes, I still have some wine like this here." I put my hand into the magic waist bag again, took out a bottle of golden cider in a bottle with a thin neck and a round belly, and then explained: "In El City , another classmate of mine and I... You may not know that my classmate Ma and I Wendu graduated from the El City War Magic Academy. The two of us jointly opened a small grocery store in El City. The store has a wide variety of products, including some high-quality golden cider, which happened to be here. Before the Imperial Capital, I brought these golden cider to the Imperial Capital.”

"I know this too, but I originally thought that store was bankrupt. Unexpectedly, it looks like it is well run by you!" Yerkes stood aside to prove that what I said was true. With Yerkes' With these words, the tension on the tavern owner's face gradually eased.

The tavern owner's face was filled with smiles. His eyes always glanced at the other bottle of golden cider in my hand, and then he said tactfully: "It's a great honor to meet you tonight. I hope we can have the opportunity to cooperate." !”

"Of course!" I said to the bar owner with a smile: "About the wine."

"Golden cider! Of course, if you want some high-quality and cheap fresh barley wine, you can also tell me." The bar owner stretched out a big hand covered with thick hair on the back and shook my friendly hand. His palms were warm and rough, yet seemed very powerful, and then he said his name, his name was Zhuoqak.

I never thought that these golden cider would suddenly become so valuable in the imperial city. When I was in Ayr City, the price of such a bottle of aged golden cider would never exceed two silver coins, otherwise No matter how good the golden apple cider is, no one will buy it because it is too expensive. Almost all the noble families in Ayr City have their own golden apple orchards and wine cellars. No one is willing to spend a lot of money to buy it outside, even if it is The wine out there tastes incredible.

Those wine merchants have kept the purchase price of golden cider to the lowest in Ayr City, and they will grade each barrel of wine. Different grades and different years of wine have different prices. I hate those philistines. wine merchants, so I never deal with them.

Soon, Zhuoqak and I signed a magic contract, which is the so-called contract. In the Green Empire, magic contracts have supreme authority.

The purchasing power of the tavern owner Zhuoqak is very limited. Although I have lowered the wholesale price of golden cider again and again, it is still difficult for him to consume a large barrel of golden cider. A large oak barrel can usually fill nearly two hundred narrow-necked round-bellied bottles. Such narrow-necked round-bellied bottles can have a capacity of about one liter, which means that the total capacity of a barrel of wine is about two hundred liters. According to the price of wine in the imperial capital, the wholesale price of a bottle of golden cider should be eight silver coins, so a barrel of wine costs about sixteen gold coins. Although I lowered the price of a barrel of wine to forty gold coins, This is still beyond Zhoqak's purchasing power.

Zhuo Kak rubbed his hands and asked Eve to take out his money box hidden under the bed. Unfortunately, even if he stacked all the silver coins in it, after counting them all, Zhuo Kak's entire savings There are only more than twenty gold coins, and after all, he still needs some working capital to run this business. In the tavern, it is impossible to give away all the property just to buy such a barrel of precious high-end golden cider. Eve on the side also glanced at Zhuocak with some worry, and secretly pulled Zhuocak Although he didn't say anything to dissuade him, there was some worry in his eyes.

I rubbed my scalp gently. I didn't expect that a tavern that could provide such high-end food actually didn't have much working capital. Obviously, even the tavern owner would not have the luxury of eating such expensive delicacies often. Maybe The magic box in the kitchen only contains this delicious food.

I think there are not many people who can choose to have a feast here. It is no wonder that the beautiful woman Eve who still looks charming will take advantage of the Yerkes scholar and take the opportunity of the demonstration to taste the food on the table. Good food, but apparently the Yerkes scholar didn't take it seriously at all, but it was very generous.

Looking at Zhuoqak with a troubled expression on his face, an idea came to my mind, and I suddenly thought of a marketing model for wine in my previous life. I only knew a little bit about it, but it was enough to cope with the problem at hand. .

I thought: Since everyone in the Green Empire respects magic contracts, I can change my mind, so I gently tapped the wooden table with the hand holding the magic engraving pen, and a "dang-dang" sound came from the table, which made me fall into The pensive Drokak came to his senses.

I organized the words in my mind, thinking about how to say it so that the tavern owner Zhuo Kaq could understand it and be willing to accept it.

"In this case, I'm really sorry. I don't have that much money to buy a whole barrel of golden cider. If I can, I wonder if I can buy fifty bottles. Oh, a hundred bottles is actually not impossible... ..." The bar owner was calculating the pile of gold coins in front of him, and he hesitated for a long time before speaking tactfully. When Zhuoqak said this, Eve, who was standing by, breathed a sigh of relief.

I think before that, he probably never thought that a barrel of wine could fill two hundred narrow-necked round-bellied bottles. His math is indeed a bit bad.

I waved my hand, then quickly picked up the magic engraving pen, wrote a line of text on the contract scroll, and placed the contract in front of the tavern owner Zhuo Kaq, and then said to him: "I want the contract to be like this It might be more appropriate to write it.”

Zhuo Kak looked sad at first, but when he saw the last line of the magic contract, he widened his eyes and read it again carefully to confirm

In fact, I just changed the transaction form in the magic contract to the "agent model", that is, after signing a magic contract, I will put a barrel of golden apple wine in Zhuo Kak's tavern for free, let him help me sell it on behalf of me, and then collect the wine fee according to the sales volume of golden apple wine every month. Of course, if Zhuo Kak fails to sell the specified amount of golden apple wine within the specified period, then the contract will be automatically cancelled at the end of the month, and Zhuo Kak needs to return all the remaining golden apple wine to me.

This is just an ordinary agent contract, but it is of great significance to Zhuo Kak, which will directly solve the embarrassing situation of insufficient working capital in his hands.

"You are really a generous magician." Zhuo Kak said to me with deep emotion after signing the magic contract.

Although this transaction was just a barrel of golden apple wine, it gave me a new idea. Maybe I can open a trading company specializing in golden apple wine in the imperial capital, and specifically look for these street taverns in the imperial capital and sign agreements with them. Maybe this should be a trade route. For the Green Empire capital with a total population of more than 10 million, I think the demand for these high-end wines should be an astronomical figure, and in this way, it can also avoid the business forces of those nobles and wealthy families, which can be said to be a good self-protection.

For the golden apple wine stored in the underground cave, I never thought that it would be a huge fortune worth millions of gold coins for me.

Seeing that Zhuo Kak was excited and wanted to pull Yekis to continue drinking to celebrate, Yekis waved his hand and said that he would go home to sleep after eating these delicacies. After all, it was very late, and I had classes tomorrow morning.

It was not until the end of the meal that Yekis patted his forehead and remembered the purpose of this trip. Although we came here to drink to celebrate the successful production of the magic pattern structure of the wind and wave leather boots, there were also some other things.

Then, Scholar Yekis took out a cloth bag made of magic pattern cloth from his magic waist bag. It was bulging with a small half bag of things. When he threw it on the wooden table, it made a rustling sound.

I reached out and touched the pocket in confusion, only to find that there were some small round particles inside. I looked at Scholar Yekis with wide eyes in surprise and surprise, and then barely suppressed the joy in my heart, forced myself not to laugh out loud, and asked Scholar Yekis softly: "Yekis, this is the seed of the magic plant."

Scholar Yekis nodded gently, with a hint of drunken blush on his face.