No title, no marriage? Do you think I'm some kind of lapdog?

Su Chuang stared at Wang Wenxiang, who had finished his drink, with some concern.

Could it be that the tastes here are different from mine?

That would be terrible...

We need to think of another way to make money...

"So intense!"

"Excellent wine!"

Wang Wenxiang's face turned red, and the veins in his neck bulged, but he held back from coughing.

"No, it's divine brew!"

"Brother Su, if this wine were to be sold, it would be worth five hundred taels per jar... no, a thousand taels would be just as good!"

"If this wine could be mass-produced, all the wineries in the capital would have to close down!"

After a long while, he finally exhaled a long breath of hot alcohol and squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat.

It tastes so good!

"Hahaha...that's good!"

After laughing, Su Chuang picked up his cup and took a sip.

It is strong, mellow, and fragrant, truly far surpassing the muddy wines of this world.

What Wang Wenxiang just drank was the lowest quality wine among these wines!

"And another thing... Brother Wang, do you truly want to follow me?"

"Or are you just looking to make a quick buck?"

Su Chuang smiled slightly, then changed the subject and asked Wang Wenxiang.

"Yes!"

Wang Wenxiang's expression hardened, he put down his cup, and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Although I am the heir apparent to the Duke of Rong, I know that after my father passes away, the title of Duke will not be mine!"

"Because I also have a younger half-brother, who is very much loved by my father!"

"So, if I don't forge my own path, I'm afraid I won't even survive to be a spoiled brat."

He said with a helpless expression.

"Therefore, I humbly request Brother Su to give me a chance!"

After saying this, Wang Wenxiang knelt down on one knee.

"So... are you afraid of dying?"

Su Chuang did not reply immediately, but stared at Wang Wenxiang for a long time before slowly asking.

"Uh... I'm scared..."

Wang Wenxiang spoke frankly.

"So what do you like?"

"Beauty or money?"

Su Chuang asked again.

"Hmm... I like money and beautiful women, but I value my life more!"

After a moment of silence, Wang Wenxiang spoke firmly.

"Very well, I'll give you a task!"

Su Chuang smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Alright, I'll give you three days. Use this wine to find a way to open up channels with more than 60% of the restaurants and brothels in the capital."

He tapped the wine jar lightly with his fingers.

"Of course, I won't let you work for nothing. You'll get 30% of all the profits!"

As Su Chuang spoke, he ordered his men to write names on all the wine jars.

The best one is: Da Qian Qiong, which must not be revealed to outsiders!

Next are Gyokuro, Lielu, and Shaochun.

These correspond to three different groups of people.

Shaochun liquor, specially made for street thugs, is meant to be so strong it could cut your throat, yet it costs only 30% more than inferior liquor.

Lie Lu, supplied to military families, has a strong aftereffect and is easy to get drunk on, and its price is eight times higher.

Jade Dew, sold to literati and merchants, requires a smooth taste and an elegant bottle, and the price increases tenfold.

"Um... what if I don't finish within the allotted time?"

Wang Wenxiang was not blinded by the enormous temptation, but instead asked cautiously.

"Hehe...that's easy."

"That just means you're incompetent. If you're incompetent, you're trash, and trash should be prepared to be trash!"

"Death is the final destination for trash!"

Su Chuang said calmly.

Although he is short-staffed, he won't just hire anyone; he'd rather have none than hire the wrong people!

After all, the last thing he was going to do was something that would shake the world!

Although this is only the first step, making money.

However, strict requirements must also be maintained!

Alcohol can amass wealth, wealth can support an army, and an army can seize power.

Only those with power can uncover the bloody truth hidden beneath the heavy snowfall in northern Xinjiang six years ago.

"Okay! I understand, I'll get to it right away!"

Although Wang Wenxiang understood Su Chuang's meaning, cold sweat had already seeped through his back.

Under the latter's watchful eye, he carefully used several small bottles to hold different types of alcohol.

Su Chuang knew that Wang Wenxiang had come prepared.

In that case, he can wait patiently for good news.

"Alright, today I'll continue to stroll the streets and look for opportunities to make money."

After seeing Wang Wenxiang off, Su Chuang began his arrogant and domineering days.

The days passed by.

Everyone in Beijing gained a deeper understanding of Su Chuang:

Greedy as a bat, idle and useless, good for nothing, eats everything but has incredibly good luck.

Furthermore, Su Chuang also vaguely heard that people in every corner of the capital were discussing the wine he had brewed!

He knew this was Wang Wenxiang's ability.

The third day, very early in the morning!

"Brother Su! Brother Su!"

Wang Wenxiang, beaming with smiles, barged into the Duke of Xin's mansion without a care for appearances, carrying some papers in his hand.

"What's wrong? Why are you so busy so early in the morning?"

Su Chuang glanced at Wang Wenxiang, then resumed eating.

"Hahaha!"

"Brother Su, we've already received many orders for our brewed wine!"

"For example, Hongyun Restaurant in the west of the city, Yihong Courtyard in the north, and Mingyue Restaurant in the south!"

"Mass production can now begin..."

Wang Wenxiang happily placed the orders in his hands in front of Su Chuang.

"Hmm... as expected."

"Go find Wenhe; he's in charge of beverage production, and you'll handle sales."

Su Chuang merely raised his eyelids slightly.

"Alright, I won't disturb Brother Su's breakfast."

Wang Wenxiang felt no dissatisfaction whatsoever; on the contrary, he increasingly felt that his initial decision was the right one!

Everything is for the sake of living a better life!

"Lu Bing!"

After Wang Wenxiang had walked away, Su Chuang called out to himself.

"Here you go!"

Lu Bing appeared silently in a dark corner and knelt on one knee.

"At this stage, we must ensure that the brewing site is well-defended!"

"Although Jia Xu is in charge, he is in the open, while you are in charge of the unseen aspects."

"The brewing recipe has been kept secret."

"Whoever reaches out, their hand will be chopped off."

Su Chuang's tone turned cold.

He now places great importance on the brewing industry!

"Here you go!"

Lu Bing respectfully accepted the order, and then continued:

"Reporting to my lord!"

"I have something to report!"

"explain."

Su Chuang put down his chopsticks and closed his eyes to rest.

"According to reports from our scouts, a Xiongnu tribe from beyond the northern border has sent an envoy, led by a man surnamed Wanyan!"

"At the same time, the imperial court also intends to reach a peace agreement with the Xiongnu!"

Lu Bing calmly reported to the leader.

"Oh?"

"Wanyan?"

Su Chuang pondered, "Isn't this the character that was summoned along with Yue Fei?"

They arrived as expected.

[Ding! System task triggered:]

[Beginner: Help the Great Qian Dynasty reach a peace agreement; reward: Rank B special unit.]

[Intermediate: Based on this, the agreement must be significantly beneficial to the Great Qian Dynasty, and an A-level special troop type will be awarded as a reward!]

[Advanced: Based on the above two points, kill the envoy leading the team within the capital city without being discovered or suspected. Reward: S-rank special unit!]

"Lu Bing".

When Su Chuang opened his eyes, there was no pity in his gaze.

"I need to know the movements of the delegation at every moment."

"Whom did they meet, what did they eat, and what did they say?"

Even if it's just rambling in my sleep, I'll put it on my desk before dawn.

He got up and went to the window, gazing towards the direction of the Honglu Temple, his tone as if enveloped in murderous intent.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving this city alive. Consider it interest."

"The Xiongnu owe us six years' worth of blood; they must repay it with their lives."