"It's really it! It's really her!"

Uncle Chen whispered, and the tears that had already stopped slid down again.

Everyone was confused and looked at him. Among them, Liu Fenglan and Du Pengcheng could not see clearly the situation at the bottom of the mortar. Qin Qing could vaguely see some of the position, but it was not very clear. Only one handwriting could be vaguely identified. Only Luo Ning had the best angle. She could clearly see that the quaint wine jar had a faint word "Mo" written with charcoal.

"It's the word "Mo". Is this jar of wine related to Uncle Chen?" With this idea in mind, Luo Ning asked in confusion, "Uncle Chen, is there any problem with this jar?"

"Sorry, I saw the old things, and I was a little disobedient for a moment." Hearing this, Uncle Chen came to his senses and said apologetically. "Uncle Chen, do you know this jar of wine?" Luo Ning asked.[

Uncle Chen nodded and said, "I met you once twenty years ago. I thought I would never see you again in my life, but I didn't expect you to see you again. And I had the luck to drink a drop. This life is worth it." Uncle Chen sighed and saw everyone looking at him with doubts. He continued, "This jar of daughter Hong is the same batch as the jar I drank twenty years ago, and it was also brewed by the same person. In short, the year of the jar of wine twenty years ago was eighty-year, and this jar was aged 101 years. After twenty years, this jar of wine not only did not deteriorate, but was more fragrant. It was a miracle!" The deeper I knew about the wine, the more I understood the preciousness of this wine of the previous vintage. Originally, Uncle Chen thought that this daughter Hong could be preserved for eighty years without deterioration, which was considered very amazing. Uncle Chen thought that even a hundred-year-old wine appeared now, so why didn't he shock and praise him?

A hundred years of aging! Several people were amazed. It was not because of the deep understanding of this word. It was because Mr. Chen had said before that some people offered 800,000 yuan for the same batch of 80-year-old wines as this jar, but they did not buy them. Now twenty years have passed. Not only the value of the wine itself has surged, but the prices have also soared countless times. Combining the two, the value of this jar of daughter-in-law is beyond imagination.

Gulu!

Liu Fenglan couldn't help swallowing her saliva and glanced at the wine in the wine glass with her eyes secretly. At this moment, the crystal wine was no longer a simple liquid, but a pile of gold. Her eyes were dazzling, and a feeling of regret came to her heart, but she immediately abandoned it. She didn't believe it, she didn't believe it was true, thinking that this was a scene that Mr. Chen and Leng Yan colluded together to act.

"The old guy can act more than me."

Liu Fenglan looked at Uncle Chen hostilely. She originally thought that what she did was quite remarkable. She used to ask Du Pengcheng for Moutai to drink to raise Du Pengcheng, but after seeing Uncle Chen's performance, he found that he was too tender and the two were not on the same level at all. Uncle Chen went to drink directly. His posture and expression were realistic and tears came just by saying that. This acting skill was probably already a sharp person. The Oscar winner was so weak in front of him that he didn't even deserved to carry his shoes.
Chapter completed!