The store is only three meters wide, and the remaining space is very small after putting on the container.

Wu Dabao may not have expected Mu Zhengyang to open so soon, and there are still white lime left behind in the decoration in the store.

Mu Zhengyang took out the honey wine in a special 150 ml glass bottle from the package and placed it neatly on the shelves. Then he went to Xinxin Flower Shop next door, hoping to borrow a dustpan and broom, and planned to clean up the hygiene in the store.

There are red roses, white lilies, purple violets, yellow chrysanthemums, green spider plants, etc. at the entrance of the flower shop, and there are a large number of flowers and plants.

Before Mu Zhengyang entered the store, he smelled the fragrance of flowers and plants.

A woman in a white long gauze dress was burying her head and cutting the fiery red roses. As soon as Mu Zhengyang stepped into the store, the woman raised her head and asked with a smile: "Hello, are you buying flowers?"

Mu Zhengyang looked at the woman. Her white oval face was paired with delicate facial features, especially her big and round eyes, and her long and soft shawl hair. She looked particularly beautiful overall and had a kind of orchid-like temperament. At first glance, she felt that such a beautiful woman appeared on the edge of a small county town.

However, Mu Zhengyang found that the woman's eyes were very beautiful, but it seemed very empty and unhappy. After taking a look or two, he replied: "I am the neighbor next door. I want to borrow a dustpan and a broom to clean the store."

The woman put down the rose in her hand, walked straight to a corner of the store, picked up the broom and walked slowly to Mu Zhengyang, with a smile on her face, and handed the dustpan and broom to Mu Zhengyang and said, "I heard that Xiuxiu's family rented it out to sell wine for others, it's you!"

Mu Zhengyang was facing the woman, but he didn't feel the feeling of staring at her. He pressed the strangeness in his heart and said, "Yes, my name is Mu Zhengyang, I will be a neighbor from now on. I will return this broom to you after I use it!"

The woman sat down on the chair again and said, "My name is Luo Xinxin. This flower shop is my own name. Please use it slowly. It's okay, don't worry!"

Mu Zhengyang chatted for a few words, but Luo Xinxin's eyes had no sense of focus. She probably guessed that Luo Xinxin should have been blind. God gave her a pair of beautiful eyes as beautiful as stars, but she could not see the beautiful scene in this world, and she felt quite regretful.

Liu'anba is on the edge of Xizhong County, with very few people flowing. It was Monday again, and most of the nearby residents went to work or school.

Within more than half an hour of cleaning the store, Mu Zhengyang did not see any pedestrians passing by outside.

Finally, a young man in a suit came to Xinxin flower shop to pick up flowers.

Mu Zhengyang came to Xinxin flower shop with a dustpan and a broom. Luo Xinxin was trimming a handful of carnations again, looking up at Mu Zhengyang and said, "Is it done cleaning so soon?"

Mu Zhengyang was shocked. How could Luo Xinxin guess that it was him, not other guests?

Luo Xinxin seemed to see through Mu Zhengyang's thoughts. Before Mu Zhengyang could speak, she explained: "Haha, I was in her forties and the middle-level leader of the electronics factory in the development zone. She has the fat figure that most middle-aged people have and the bad habit of smoking and drinking. She lives in Liu'anba. She rides an electric bike home for lunch every day during lunch breaks. When she saw the door of the Nanshan Liquor Store opened, she parked the electric bike and came in and wandered around, "I was still renovating a few days ago, and it opened today. The movement is really fast!"

Mu Zhengyang smiled and said nothing.

Liu Wenhai picked up a bottle of wine on the shelf, looked at the label on it and said, "I said little brother, your label is handwritten, right?"

"right!"

There is no printer on the mountain, so Mu Zhengyang can only write by hand.

"The color of this wine is not very clear. It is produced by your own workshop! I also thought it was a foreign high-end brand! I have seen many people who brew and sell wine in the countryside. This is the first time I have seen someone like you who drives orders on the street! But since you dare to do this, you must be very confident in your wine! I live nearby and give you a gift. How much does it cost? Is there any discount for the opening of a new store?"

Liu Wenhai has been drinking for many years, and those who dare to sell alcohol in the countryside will not taste bad, so he asked Mu Zhengyang.

“One thousand yuan per bottle, no discounts!”

"Are you kidding? You have a bottle of 150 ml, so you dare to sell it for 1,000 yuan? Moutai is not as expensive as you. You have the confidence to do this wine? Do you have any samples? Can you try it?"

"Yes!" Mu Zhengyang directly unscrewed a bottle until it came out and gave it to Liu Wenhai.

"Your wine is indeed very fragrant and soft to the mouth. First, it has the faint bitterness of the herbs, and then it starts to sweeten it, but the degree is too low and it is not satisfying! Overall, it is still very good, but it is too exaggerated to sell for 1,000 yuan! Is it sold for ten yuan per bottle? If it is sold, I will buy one bottle and try it home!"

Liu Wenhai sniffed in front of his nose with a white wine cup, then savored it in small mouth, wrinkled it first, then smiled and said to Mu Zhengyang.

Mu Zhengyang can actually see that Liu Wenhai is a person who loves to drink and is also a person who knows how to drink. In terms of taste alone, 150 ml of secret wine is indeed worth 30 yuan, but the value of secret wine is not in its taste. It contains wild honey, more than a dozen Chinese herbs and nectar in the Yujing bottle. It is effective in treating hypertension, coronary heart disease, lung disease, liver disease, neurological weakness, etc., and is worth the price of 1,000 yuan!

"One thousand yuan per bottle!"
Chapter completed!