National Beer

The good end, the sky outside is suddenly yin.

"Lao Liu, good end, how can I not enter the beer?" Ma Guoqiang is anxious, people are he pulled, now people come, beer also drink, what are you meant?

"Qin, Ma, Ma, I am afraid that the beer you can't sell in your factory ..." The dealer of this surname will still say the truth, "Now Xi'an City, the market is sold everywhere is golden chicken." Yellow River……"

"Just, these days of golden chicken advertisements are full of flying, and there is another dealer to add.

"Beer taste is on the one hand, your factory does not advertise, how to sell ..."

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The company's book is still over 38 million, do you let Tang Dynasty to advertise?

Ten dealers have complained, Ma Guoqiang is not dry, "the people have a lifetime, there is always a fall, Deng Daren is not three three, we have a good time, there are also ..."

"It's a good time, how many years ago." Liu surnamed dealers are not polite, interrupted Ma Guoqiang.

Ma Guoqiang also had to argue, Qin Dong stopped him, I have prepared a hot face, who wants to post a cold butt.

Zuo Lao looked at this young general manager, I don't know how to persuade these dealers who are bonded to the monkeys.

"Old Liu, Lao Sun," Qin Dong was sitting in a dealer, shot with these dealers: "No matter how this beer finally sells, I guarantee that you will never lose money."

"How do you guarantee?" Liu surnamed dealers laughed, "Do you guarantee your mouth?" Other dealers laughed.

The Waln face is yellow, and the dealers of these small households dare to talk to Qin East!

"So, I have a contract with you, make money, for you, lose money, count me!" Qin Dong stood up, he stated that Ma Guoqiang, Horses Guoqiang changed the face, Zuo Zuo is also a fear.

"Don't worry, if we don't have confidence in the Tang Dynasty beer, don't blame the old Liu they have no confidence," Qin Dong stood up, overlooking the old Liu Lao Sun, "This, with the guarantee, you can rest assured."

"Qin Dong, true?" Ten dealers looked at each other, couldn't believe their headphones, which has such a general manager, then this dealer is really stable.

"On the spot, the contract, cover the big print of our Tang Dynasty, then cover my private print, do you still don't worry?"

"Reassured, rest assured, this, I advance 500 boxes ..."

"Two hundred boxes ..."

Ten dealers have finally spit out, the window, the clouds suddenly seem to crack a gap, a ray of sunshine from the clouds, and then slowly become a light screen, illuminated the earth in Xi'an.

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Qin Dong's play is always hitting the market, and then handed over to the dealer for management, but now the sales of Tang Dynasty beer is too small, plus Walvin has more than a dozen people, this savvy young man Dang Jin mirror and Wall Wen Yiren not provoked the girlfriend of the sales department.

"Beer, New Tang Dynasty Beer -"

In the early morning, more than a dozen sales ride a three-wheeled bicycle, drinking the street skewers and drinking. In an instant, the thoughts of Qin Dong took back to eight7 years. In the year, the beer is the first time to go to the market. The guy is also riding such a tricycle, launched an alley battle ...

But now, it is 1996!

"Good food is not afraid, I will ask you to have breakfast." Qin Dong was encouraged.

Deng Jinji waved the banner of Tang Dynasty beer, "brothers, walk, running the market."

Looking at his back, Qin Dong couldn't help but remember a bunch of brothers, he looked at the city in front of him, although the whole felt gray, but more and more high buildings began to pull the ground, city wall Although the ring city park is still not clean, it is also a model.

"Tang Dynasty beer, New Tang Dynasty beer ..."

Deng Jin mirror is very smart. Just add one word, put the current beer to the previous beer district, the dealers also shouted with the new Tang Dynasty beer a few days, and there was a certain reputation.

"This beer is good, does not precipitate ..."

"The taste is really good, not like the previous Tang Dynasty ..."

"Yes, people are called New Tang Dynasty, I see, I am drinking better than Golden Chicken and the Yellow River ..."

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Starting from the small restaurant, the new Tang Dynasty beer actually torn out of the golden chicken and the Yellow River.

"Eating." Qin Dong credited his commitment. This morning, please ask this 13th sales to eat.

The small stalls of eating are next to the Huancheng Park, watching the red taxi running on the street, looking at the wall after repair, it has become one of the city iconic buildings.

"Thirty bowls of nut soup, how much is the oil head." Qin Dong smiled and waved, the veteran of the mountains came up.

Crab, gluten, died, potatoes, noodles, etc., hook, hook, splash, pepper oil, hot, drink a bowl, pepper's taste makes his mouth fade.

The oil is like a fritter strip of the mountain sea, and after the fried fried, the taste is crispy. After the bomb, golden yellow, and it is tender.

The oil-headed head and Nutong Soup are perfect match, and the oil is bite a bite, and the taste is simply cool.

"Eat." Qin Dong is also welcome, take the lead.

Deng Jin mirror, Walvin and other young men like wind coils and clouds, and the speed of the oil is far from the speed of eating.

"You are the hero, you are sitting." Qin Dong stood up, there were many snacks around, and he got some snacks.

Xi'an's price is a cheap, 96 Xi'an, a bowl of soy milk, two fritters should be a dollar, the water jade is eight, and the spicy soup they drink is a five bowl, and the bean flower is a five, Xi'an oil tea seven cents a bowl.

The use of the pot, relatively thin, crisp, and the bean flowers are fresh and smooth. The pot was helmeted into a thin piece, the soft pot helmet, completely absorbed the rich soup, bite a bite, brittle tough, and the aftertaste is endless.

"This oil tea is good." Qin Dong pointed to the oil tea, "Xiao Deng, give me a bowl."

Looking at this group of people, people around, people around, a middle-aged people came over, and they were also interested in taking this group of young people.

"Master, your bean flower bubble has not given money?" A female stall owner saw a bowl of oil tea in Qindong, stopping him.

Qin Dong did not speak, but did not speak, the middle-aged person looked at him, but he saw five dollars from his pocket, handed it to the female stall owner.

"Well, people just gave you money, I saw it." The middle-aged man came to the bean flower stall, smiled and handed a five-cent.

"Oh, I have forgotten, you see, he doesn't say this, and you don't say ..." Female booths patronized.

"That's a sentence, why don't he talk?" A young man with a middle-aged person, wearing glasses, very S.