The private room fell silent instantly.

Old Liu, the salt merchant, asked a question that immediately piqued everyone's curiosity. All eyes were fixed on Qian Dafu, waiting for him to give an answer.

If anyone knows the answer, it can only be him.

"It's a bit hard for me to say about this..." Qian Dafu looked troubled and confused, "but the matter is already in front of me, and I have no choice but to think about it."

Everyone immediately fell into deep thought.

Just then, the waiter brought almost a bottle of wine into the private room.

Salt merchant Lao Liu immediately volunteered to open the container for everyone and poured a bowl for Qian Dafu first.

After Qian Dafu picked up his wine bowl, took a sip, and put it down, Old Liu asked, "Brother Qian, so you mean we shouldn't get involved in this mess for now?"

Qian Dafu looked around and chuckled, saying, "If any of you want to give it a try, I certainly won't object. After all, I'm not qualified either. But don't blame me if something goes wrong in the end."

Salt merchant Lao Liu was the first to think it over. The pros and cons of this matter were significant, and it was indeed not something that could be decided easily.

He didn't know what others thought, but he was already considering quitting.

It's not fair to blame Lao Liu for lacking courage. Making money naturally involves facing many risks, and his journey to where he is today has not been smooth sailing; he has also encountered a lot of trouble.

If Lao Liu were penniless and desperate, he would definitely run into him without hesitation.

But he already had the identity of a salt merchant and had cultivated relationships with some minor officials. He had worked so hard to get to where he was today, and he absolutely could not afford to lose it.

"The risk is indeed very high. If, as Brother Qian says, everyone will suffer along with Tang Huan in the end, there's no need to do this at all..."

Old Liu decided it was better to stick with his current business, since he was still living a better life than many others and didn't have as many worries.

Thinking of this, the salt merchant Lao Liu couldn't help but look to the side and found that most of the people around him were deep in thought.

Several of them even showed signs of struggle, their eyebrows almost tightly furrowed together.

“Brother Qian, I think you’re right. This matter is indeed too risky, and there’s no need for us to take such a big risk. Besides, you’re here now, and I believe we can definitely make a profit by following you. Everyone believes in your abilities.”

As soon as Lao Liu spoke, the others chimed in.

It may be difficult for them to make a decision on their own, but following the group is not so complicated.

Qian Dafu picked up his wine bowl and took another big gulp.

He breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed, "This wine is really good. If we had this brewing technique, wouldn't we be able to make this kind of money too?"

Salt merchant Lao Liu's eyes gleamed. "Brother Qian, you know about brewing?"

"I know a little bit about it. The Qian family used to be in the liquor business, but I heard that this Fenjiu was produced in Qihuai County before it was delivered. Such a secret is definitely not easy to know."

A man with a pointed face and monkey-like features scratched his head. "Boss Qian, if we could find out how Qihuai County brews wine, could we do it too?"

Qian Dafu, emboldened by the alcohol, laughed and said, "It's not that difficult. All I need to do is find out what kind of wine is used in Qihuai County and what the process is. Give me a month and I can replicate it!"

"Really?" the man pressed.

Qian Dafu waved his hand, "Probably, it's hard to say, after all, I haven't done it for many years."

After saying that, he sighed and said, "But to be honest, I really want to go to Qihuai County. I've heard it's a good place, and only by going there can I find out how Tang Huan managed to do so many businesses."

After hearing this, many people were somewhat tempted.

Qian Dafu didn't continue, waving his hand at everyone, "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore, let's drink."

At Qian Dafu's invitation, everyone began to drink, each harboring their own secrets.

...

Amidst the clinking of glasses and the exchange of toasts, people gathered for a lively gathering.

Compliments and laughter rang out from time to time, and after the girls went inside, the coquettish laughter of women could be heard from time to time.

Tang Liu was seen squatting at the door of the private room, listening intently.

"Old Tang, what are you doing? Since that guy is the one the boss is looking for, why don't we just go in and arrest him?"

A mercenary obviously doesn't have that much patience and acts more decisively.

Tang Liu put a finger to his lips. "Don't rush, let's talk about it later."

Just as I was listening, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.

The group immediately stood up, pretending to be nonchalant.

The deliveryman still looked at them suspiciously for a few moments, so Tang Liu and his companions could only change the subject and slowly walked to the side.

The waiter called out from the doorway and then brought the food inside.

Tang Liu and the others immediately stopped at a distance and moved back towards the door.

A few minutes later, a panicked sound suddenly came from inside the private room. Tang Liu and his group immediately realized something was wrong. Without thinking twice, they pushed open the door and rushed in.

A group of people were standing at the window in a panic, and some were looking outside in great fear.

Tang Liu quickly scanned the area but did not find Qian Dafu.

He rushed to the window, looked down, and saw the obese figure sitting on the ground, groaning.

Right next to Qian Dafu, two mercenaries were squatting there idly, clearly having been prepared.

"Are you crazy? This is the second floor. You'll die if you jump."

Tang Liu cursed and prepared to turn back and go downstairs.

But the mercenaries didn't think much of it. Under the watchful eyes of several merchants and their assistants, they stepped onto the windowsill and jumped down.

"Huh? He jumped?"

Salt merchant Lao Liu stared wide-eyed at the scene and exclaimed.

It was already quite unexpected that Qian Dafu jumped out of the window without hesitation after learning that someone was lurking outside the private room.

Now several people have jumped down right in front of them. Aren't they afraid of dying?

To their surprise, the few who jumped later landed lightly, seemingly unaffected, a stark contrast to Qian Dafu's wailing.

Some people couldn't help but look at Tang Liu, seemingly wondering if the last person would also jump out of the window.

Tang Liu shuddered under their gazes, muttering under his breath, "You're all crazy. I'm not going to go crazy with you..."

He muttered something to himself and quickly ran downstairs.

When Tang Liu arrived in front of Qian Dafu, he was already surrounded by a crowd.

"Run? Why run!"

Tang Liu cursed sharply, walked up to Qian Dafu, reached out, and lifted his almost invisible chin, raising his entire face.

That mole was extremely conspicuous.

Seeing that he was surrounded, Qian Dafu ignored his leg injuries and shouted, "Brother, have you arrested the wrong person?"