Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 90 [Eve of the Storm]

The biggest problem facing moonshine now is a crisis of trust.

Ever since those contaminated people were widely reported, drinking illegal liquor would cause contamination, mutation and death, which has almost become a conditioned reflex.

As long as people can be relieved of this psychological burden, their long-term desire for alcohol will only push the bootleg liquor business to a new peak.

In fact, it is very simple to do. After all, the source of pollution has been dealt with. With gradual promotion, business will eventually get back on track.

"But I think we should take this opportunity to promote our grape brick products. We want to double our profits."

Ethan offered his opinion.

"So what's your idea?"

Sandro looked at him, now calm, as if everything that had just happened didn't exist.

Even George, who had just had one hand cut off, perked up and looked over despite the pain.

After all, he had the most grape bricks.

We can put aside all grudges for now. Isn’t the purpose of everyone sitting here to make money?

Making money is the most important thing.

"It's very simple, just two steps..."

On the one hand, it is natural to obtain approval from the city hall as soon as possible and sell grape bricks directly in a legal manner.

Sandro will definitely be able to get connections with the city hall. When the time comes to sell the goods, he can find enough people to make up the numbers and the goods will always be sold.

On the other hand, it is heading towards the high-end market.

We specifically look for the young masters and ladies of Winster to hold banquets and promote our products.

They are actually the leaders of social trends. Once they recognize this product, they will in turn vindicate the reputation of grape bricks.

At that time, we can also make a batch of special grape bricks and sell them to them.

As the grape brick business grows, those who crave wine will naturally return to the underground tavern.

These two steps were recognized by everyone.

If John Holt brought it up directly, he could get the approval tomorrow.

He was also extremely anxious.

The business has been suspended for almost a month, and it is finally back on track.

On the way back, Vincent said as soon as he got on the car: "Sandro is just like that."

Ethan looked at him and said, "Vincent, the eighth family motto."

Hearing this, Vincent fell silent.

Family motto number eight: Never underestimate your enemies.

Today's meeting.

Sandro came with Clay and was almost alone at the banquet.

Does he really have no backup plan at all?

This old fox has stood firm in Winster for more than 20 years, from a single person to an unstoppable family.

It's not about smiling, tolerating and giving in.

"In any case, business is back on track."

At least on the surface, the honeymoon period is back.

After returning home, Ethan first called Palen, and then found Haska.

He met with them individually.

Because in his two-step plan, he already had the best candidate in mind for the upper-level business.

Palen and Haska.

While Palen lacked any talent for family management and his martial prowess was lacking, he knew how to have fun. He was already well-connected with the city's wealthy children and the children of high-ranking officials. Given sufficient resources, he could easily host a few banquets to promote grape bricks. As for Haska, he was a more polished version of Palen. His looks captivated countless young women, and at least a large number of the city's noblewomen were captivated by his gowns.

It would be perfect to send him to sell grape bricks to the ladies.

"Haska, I'm sorry about your family's territory. You know the situation is tense right now, and I can't convince everyone to let you return to that table. But don't worry too much. I'll keep your territory with me for now. After all, the contract is in your name. We are friends, and I can't possibly covet your territory."

Ethan held out his hand, looking as if to say, "Trust me, right?"

Haska hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "Of course, Ethan, I believe you, then..."

"Just go and do this for now. If you do a good job, I have something to help you with, right?"

In this way, the territory of the Murici family was transferred to the name of the Pauletta family.

As for the Evans family and the Corleone family's territory, he didn't care too much.

Because those are not clean enough, if they are not clean they are unstable and their value will be very low.

What he cares about most is actually the Corleone family's route.

The smuggling route that runs through the New and Old Worlds.

If he could get this line, his bootlegging business would have a broader space.

However, the Evans family and Sandro might also be very interested...

"Vellen, go call Bob and tell him that I need him most now."

Compared to violence and coercion, now is the time when we should follow the rules.

After being busy until the evening, Ethan finally had time to take a breath, eat something and rest.

Tonight at dinner, Ethan was alone again.

Because Velen needed to inspect the new territory and gather the remaining members of the Murrich family, while Vincent returned to the winery. The new wine and grape bricks were about to be produced, and he had to keep an eye on them.

Dinner was a classic grilled veal chops and a mushroom stew.

After eating for a while, Ethan leaned back in his chair tiredly.

After a sleepless night and another day of intrigue, even with Ethan's current abundant energy, he felt a little tired.

He closed his eyes and dozed off slightly, but felt a pair of cold hands placed on his temples.

Ethan didn't open his eyes.

Because he knew it was Anya.

If there were anyone in this world he could trust, there were only three.

Anya, Velen, half Vincent, half Clay.

Among them, Anya was the only one who could make him so relaxed and completely without any guard.

Anya gently rubbed Ethan's temples, and Ethan felt a great sense of comfort.

After a while, he held out his hands and said, "Anya, do you know what time it is?"

Anya seemed stunned for a moment.

Ethan smiled and said, "Now is just before the storm comes."

Even though everything is calm now, everyone has put their weapons under their thick windbreakers.

The next time was a real fight for life.

"Sandro and I are like two swordsmen dueling. Next time, whoever strikes first will most likely lose his life, unless... before that, I sharpen my sword until it's sharp and sharp enough to cut through everything!"

As Ethan spoke, he suddenly clenched his hands, as if he was holding an invisible sword.

After a long while, Anya said softly: "Master, no matter what happens, I will stay with you."

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