Shadow Empire

Chapter 181 This is the Federation Dream [Monthly Ticket 666+4]
The quiet theater was like standing in front of a statue in a monastery. Everyone stared at Lance, who was covered in golden light under the spotlight, as if waiting for the voice to come from heaven.

Maybe it was a few seconds, maybe longer, before Lance spoke. His voice was not loud, but very clear, as clear as a heavy hammer hitting their eardrums!
"At least eight or nine hundred!"

Some people seemed to faint after hearing this number. The old man couldn't even stand and fell into a chair!

It was hard for them to believe the authenticity of this number, but they had no choice but to believe it because Lance was telling them the fact!
"A pound of wine, as long as it is not spoiled, costs about 70 to 80 cents on the market now."

"In fact, our output is about 1,500 pounds, so I gave you a very low price."

"Maybe some of you will think that I am deceiving you. So, as long as you can bring me some wine and don't use bad wine to fool me, I will give you at least 50 cents for each bottle."

“Why not 70 or 80?”

“Because I want to make money too!”

"But, gentlemen, compared to the tenfold profit from the one hundred and fifty dollars cost, I believe you should know how to choose!"

This sounds like a story, but it is very real, and Lance is certain that the price of grapes will skyrocket, tenfold!
Whether you are doing "futures" or buying directly to make wine, from the perspective that the market is not sensitive to current changes, it is the most appropriate time!
Capital tycoons are currently focusing their attention on financial markets and a small amount of the real economy. They have not yet realized that a social experiment will create a large group of people, organizations, and companies that will become rich overnight due to huge profits.

By the time they came to their senses, the first bite had already been eaten!
But soon they will be right behind them, and some people have actually already noticed, they just haven’t realized how crazy this is going to be!
Just like those merchants and businesses selling grapes, they would never imagine that the unsaleable grapes would soon become hot commodities, and those people would even fight to get more grapes!
The grand blueprint for the future that Lance had drawn no longer needed his embellishment and was slowly unfolding before people.

As these people recovered from the huge shock of benefits, everyone looked at Lance with shining eyes, as if they had seen God!

Lance returned to the couch, "That's why I said, they will regret it."

"This market is huge. The little money we have is not enough to support us to monopolize this market, so there will definitely be others who will discover it and follow suit."

"This means that we can only eat the juicy first bite, but even the first bite is enough to make us rich!"

"You know, the one hundred and fifty dollars cost that Nick mentioned just now includes the brewing tools."

"In other words, its actual cost is only about 80 yuan, and it can be sold for at least 700 to 800 yuan, which is a tenfold profit, gentlemen!"

“And whether we do spot delivery or buy it for brewing, we have a lot of profit margin.”

"But this cannot be done by us alone. If you do it and he does it, it will soon attract the attention of the big capitalists."

"By then, we won't make a penny, so this matter must be done by the Chamber of Commerce!"

"You raise money from the Chamber of Commerce, and we will determine the profit distribution according to the capital allocation. According to the rules we set before, 10% will go to me and 5% will go to the Chamber of Commerce."

"You can get 85 percent of your portion of the net profit. If you have 10,000 yuan, after three months, I think your income will be about 32,000 yuan."

"If you plan to make your own wine, the profit may be higher, but that is your business. I only take a share of the profit from the price of the grapes themselves."

He looked at the restless crowd who could no longer sit still and continued, "There are still many opportunities to make money. I hope you can cherish this opportunity."

"At the same time, I don't want anyone other than us to know about this."

"At least before we get the money that belongs to us, I don't want one of you to expose our plan because you can't control your mouth for a moment, causing us to suffer huge losses."

"I'm not one of those big capitalists. When I find out that I'm kind enough to bring you along to make money, but you're actually selling me out, I promise I won't tell you any evidence!"

He paused and said, "If anyone thinks this is a scam and doesn't want to participate, it's up to you."

"But if you plan to make a fortune in this business, come to me with money, I will register you, and then make a lot of money from them!"

"By the way, if anyone wants to make wine but doesn't know how, they can also come to us. Nick will teach you the technology, but at the same time, we will get 5% commission from every bottle of wine you make in the future!"

During this period, the prices of drinks at Luigi's place were very attractive, even cheap and worthless, but this was only temporary.

Luigi is not the kind of person who devotes his light and heat to others. What he is doing now is essentially no different from what the capitalists do.

His purpose is simple, which is to open up the federal smuggled liquor market. Once he occupies a certain market share, he will start raising prices.

Just like those actual monopoly capitalists, when they compete for market share, they can even give you things for free.

But when those competitors are acquired or killed by them and they are the only ones left in the entire market, they say their products are worth one dollar, and you must spend one dollar to buy them, not twenty-five cents or fifty cents.

Only monopoly can bring pricing power. Luigi’s wine can only be sold for half a year or a year at most, and he will definitely raise the price significantly.

By that time, Lans' profit margin would be very low, so letting these people brew wine was essentially to have a cheap source of goods in the future.

Everyone heard what he said, and they suddenly realized that the man who pushed the federal dream to them had just destroyed the entire Camilla Gang not long ago. The expressions on their faces became a little more serious, and everyone promised that they would never reveal any information.

Of course, Lance also gave them a suggestion, "If you really want to make money with your relatives, then borrow money from them and promise them high returns."

"If they are willing to lend it to you, then I have no problem with you making money with them."

"But if they are unwilling to lend you money, this will also give you an opportunity to see the true colors of some people!"

Lance raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "That's it, come here on Thursday with your money."

"I must say one thing, don't borrow money from loan sharks!"

"that's all!"

He waved his hand, turned around and left with Nick, ignoring the theater which was already as lively as a market.

Those people must be discussing how to raise the most money in the shortest time.

Nick couldn't help but ask, "With so many people, will someone leak the news?"

Lance shook his head. "If they leak the news, I will let them know the price of doing so. And like I said, there are many opportunities to make money. This is not the first, nor the last."

"Compared to this, I want to see our wine..."

Nick has been brewing wine for more than 20 days. The fermentation process is much slower in winter. The brewery is located in an abandoned ranch in the suburbs.

Now the ranch and the surrounding land have been bought, and a "Private Territory" sign has been erected, prohibiting entry.

They made some simple modifications to the ranch, raising some dairy cows and beef cattle as cover, and several warehouses were already filled with fermenting and aging wine.

There is no road on this side of the farm, only a dilapidated dirt road, which happens to block some people who come here to explore out of curiosity.

Lance and his friends came inside in a carriage. Even though it was winter, there was still the smell of cow dung.

The smell of cow dung outside covered up a lot of the smell of alcohol, and as the group entered the livestock warehouse, the room suddenly became hot.

In order to provide a better fermentation environment for the wine, it is much warmer here than outside.

Nick picked up a bottle of wine and carefully let out some air in it. After making sure it wouldn't explode, he opened the lid and poured out some.

Lance tasted it and was unable to describe it in words. "It's a little sour, and tastes quite sweet. There's a strange taste that I can't put my finger on."

Nick also took a sip, "It still needs some adjustment. It tastes great. From my point of view, you may not be used to it."

For those who are not used to this simple homemade wine, it tastes like... a little sour sweet grape juice, with a bit of a weird fermented taste.

The main reasons for these are that the grapes used for making wine are not grapes specifically for making wine, and the grape varieties are not particularly good.

And the environment here... Although Nick has tried his best to ensure that it is clean, there are always some bacteria and the like. Lance doesn't quite understand this, but he thinks it should be roughly like this.

He put the cup down and said, "Pick some and we'll sell them at the Workers' Club later."

"Do you think anyone would really buy this?"

Hiram licked his lips and whispered, "It's actually quite delicious. If the price is not outrageous, why not?"

Lance turned to look at Nick, "I actually kept forgetting to ask, how much does each bottle of it cost?"

Nick calculated for a while but couldn't figure it out. He could only give a rough figure, "About... ten cents?"

"Shit!" Lance picked up the glass and took another sip. He pondered carefully for a while, "It tastes great, guys!"

"This smells like fucking money!"

The people around were stunned for a moment, then they couldn't help laughing, and everyone got a cup.

With a cost of ten cents, even if they sell it at fifty cents a bottle, they can still make four times the profit!

Thanks for Prohibition!
(End of this chapter)