Volume Two: Naked Primitive Accumulation of Capital - Chaos at the Grand Opening (Part Two)

At the Four Symbols Teahouse, the most famous teahouse on Phoenix Paulownia Mountain, a capable senior attendant brought over two cups of red liquid. "Owner, manager, this is the Luo Family Medicine Shop's mysterious drink, and this is the best-tasting imitation we've managed to make." He introduced them in turn. The original drink on the left barely covered the bottom of its cup; their imitation on the right filled a large one. Only two people sat at the table: the teahouse's manager and its owner.

Both men stared glumly at the cup on the right. The owner leaned in for a sniff. "The smell is somewhat similar, but it's nowhere near as appealing to look at." The manager swirled the cup. The liquid was cloudy, with a great deal of fruit pulp suspended in it.

The owner took a sip himself. "No. It's a little sour, not sweet enough. And there's something else... I can't put my finger on it. It's just wrong." The senior attendant said helplessly, "Owner, manager, could we have the ingredients wrong? What if the Luo Family Medicine Shop's mysterious drink isn't made from these spirit fruits? How else could they make it so clear? The taste is a little different, too. I had everyone strain this through gauze three times already."

The owner's face was as woeful as Yang Bailao's when he could not go home in the dead of winter. "That won't do. The labor costs are too high. Even if we make it, we'll have to charge too much to compete with the Luo Family Medicine Shop." The manager nodded as well.

The manager had never tried the Luo Family Medicine Shop's mysterious drink. He picked up the cup on the left and poured it into his mouth, rolling the liquid over his