The owner doesn't stock baijiu—not because he doesn't want the margin, but because four accounts don't add up. Last night at a late-night food stall, two young women from a brand walked from table to table pitching their baijiu. Buy a bottle and you get a lucky draw; if the prize was big enough, they even danced on the spot. Lively—and expensive. I kept thinking: the baijiu the owner can't display—could it sit in a warehouse a kilometer away?
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