The three of them walked into the courtyard and saw four people carefully appraising the wine in their hands. Judging from the appearance, the label on the bottle was yellowed, but the pattern on it was full of age characteristics.

Standing next to them was a bald man in his fifties. He smiled and said: "Mr. Zhou, I really bought these from the Northeast with great difficulty. They are definitely genuine. From the year on the label,

Historically speaking, these four bottles of old wine are nearly fifty years old and are truly collection-level wines."

"Lao Ning, we have cooperated not once or twice, but this batch of old wine should be produced by a small local winery, and its value is not as expensive as you said."

The speaker was a man in his early forties. He was wearing a crisp suit, shiny leather shoes, and a luxury watch worth hundreds of thousands on his wrist.

"Mr. Zhou, although this is not as good as Feitian, Fengtan, Jiannan, etc., in today's era, wines that have been stored for forty or fifty years are too rare. Besides, in terms of taste, it may not be worse than those famous wines. As for the price, they are all old friends.

, can be discussed further.”

"Let's look at the others."

The boss named Ning was about to say something else when he saw three people walking into the yard. One of them knew Boss Han and knew that the people he brought must also be here for the old wine. He smiled and said hello: "Hello, Mr. Han.

"

"Boss Ning, I brought two distinguished guests here today to see the old wine. Bring out whatever good ones you have."

Han Gang had no intention of introducing Li Mo and Niu Sanpang. After a little thought, Boss Ning knew that these two young men must have a good background.

"Two gentlemen, welcome."

Boss Ning took out two bottles of old wine from the box at his feet and handed them to Li Mo and Niu Sanpang respectively.

Li Mo has no research on wine. To identify whether it is a real old wine, you have to look at Niu Sanpang. This guy drinks often and likes to drink good wine, so he has a lot of research on wine.

He bought two batches before and he helped identify them. This is also a rare special skill of his.

Niu Sanpang looked at it for a while and then said: "It's an old wine, but the brewing process may be a little inferior, but after decades of collection, the taste of the old wine should not be bad."

"This gentleman has really good eyesight." Boss Ning said with a smile.

"How much does a bottle cost?"

"They were introduced by old friends. Each bottle costs 280,000 yuan."

"The price is a bit expensive." Niu Sanpang shook his head. The seller raised the price and the buyer bargained. It depends on who is more ruthless.

Li Mo put down the wine in his hand, walked to a bamboo bench in the courtyard and sat down. A small space was opened in the corner of the courtyard, surrounded by bricks and piled with soil, and planted some green onions, loofahs, cucumbers and the like.

, climb up the wall along the poles built.

This courtyard is really full of life, and it is also the living environment he has always wanted to live in the future.

There are fireworks in the mortal world.

"Master Li, how many bottles of old wine are you going to ask for?" Niu Sanpang walked up to him and asked in a low voice.

"Except for what you bought, I want the rest." Li Mo doesn't drink it himself, so it's okay to buy it back and give it to others.

"Young man, you have such a loud voice. Don't you know the principle of first come, first served?" The four people who arrived first saw that Li Mo was only about twenty years old, but his tone of voice was awesome and coaxing. There were five or six old wines in this batch.

Ten bottles, according to the price offered by the seller, would cost more than 15 million. Listening to this guy's understatement, 15 million was taken as 1500 yuan.

"Why are you talking? Can you speak?"

Li Mo didn't get angry, but Niu Sanpang immediately became angry.

"Boy, don't you understand human language?" The man named Zhou narrowed his eyes. The three people around him put down their glasses of wine and stared at Niu Sanpang with fierce eyes.

"Mr. Zhou, sir, you are all my distinguished guests, please give me some respect." Boss Ning saw that the fight was gaining momentum and hurriedly stepped forward to offer some words of persuasion.

"Boss Ning, we have known each other for five or six years. Don't forget that I helped you many times when you were in the antique business. I want all the old wine in your hand today. How about two hundred thousand a bottle?"

"Mr. Zhou, this... this..." Boss Ning said, seeing him showing all the old memories, his face was a little ugly, and he bargained too hard.

"If you can't afford it, don't buy it. People earn hard-earned money, and you still have the nerve to cut it off like that." Niu Sanpang said disdainfully.

"Boy, you are looking for death."

The three bodyguards around Boss Zhou were about to take action.

Li Mo stood up and said in a deep voice: "You'd better not do anything, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life. Boss Ning, you used to be in the antique business? Are there any antiques at home? I'll go take a look. As for that batch of old wine, you opened it

We won’t pay back a penny of the price, and if Boss Zhou is also willing to buy it, then we won’t argue with him.”

"Sir, I'm so sorry. Let me take you to my room first. There is a batch of things I brought back there. After all, Mr. Zhou is an old friend of mine and has helped me a few times. I will talk to him alone.

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"Can."

Niu Sanpang was still angry, but when he heard that there were antiques in his room, his mind immediately stopped thinking about old wine. If there were real antiques, Li Mo would definitely be able to find it.

"Two gentlemen, please come in."

Boss Ning brought Li Mo into a bedroom on the east side. The space inside was not large, and it seemed even more cramped after a row of furniture. There were porcelains of different styles on the desk, and there were more than a dozen on the floor.

There is also a pottery jar standing behind the door, with rolls of calligraphy and paintings wrapped in plastic bags inserted inside, about thirty or forty of them.

"Two gentlemen, see if you like it. I'll transfer it to you cheaply." Boss Ning walked out after saying this. We are all his distinguished guests and no one can be offended.

Niu Sanpang now also has some research on porcelain. He picked up a hand-pressed porcelain cup from the desk with great interest, looked at the sunlight coming through the window and said: "The work is really exquisite, but the bottom

The logo is not done carefully enough and the font is not correct enough.”

Li Mo smiled and said, "Boss Ning's old wine business must be ten times better than the antique business."

Niu Sanpang heard the unintended meaning of his words, and put the hand-pressed porcelain back with some disappointment: "It's very difficult to find a genuine piece of porcelain now. If you want to have a chance to find genuine porcelain, you have to go to Panjiayuan and Liulichang."

Let’s go shopping. This year’s Antiques Festival will be held in seven or eight days, so you have to take me with you.”

Li Mo's eyes lit up, the Antique Festival was really a good time to hunt for treasures.

"Don't forget to remind me when the time comes." Li Mo glanced at the porcelain on the table and on the floor. There was no doubt that they were all handicrafts. Several of them were shoddily made, and Boss Ning didn't know which ribs were missing.

Can be bought back.

"Let's go out and don't let that guy take away all the old wine." Since the porcelain is all handicrafts, there is no need to waste his time.

"Let's go."

Li Mo put his hands behind his back and turned around to go out. When he glanced at the packaged calligraphy and paintings behind the door, seven of them suddenly emitted a gray halo and formed circles of light that spread around.

"No way, there are actually authentic works from the mid-Qing Dynasty or even earlier."

Li Mo subconsciously wanted to reach out and open one piece to see whose work it was. Judging from Yitong's reaction, the artistic value of those seven works was very high, and they were most likely passed down by a very famous writer in the history of the Qing Dynasty.

came down.

However, he still endured it and followed the three fat men outside.

"Mr. Zhou, let's deal at the price you said. I'll pack eight bottles for you."

"I'd better transfer the money directly to your account. Go and pack."

The two had already negotiated a deal. When Boss Zhou saw Li Mo and the others coming out, he snorted and walked to the door of the compound with three bodyguards, where he started smoking.
Chapter completed!