Chapter 558 Buying the casket and returning the pearls, mad at the boss
Ye Xingyu was walking and shopping, looking all the way. His purpose was to buy a bottle. He didn't care what kind of wine others were selling, he only wanted to see whether the bottle was pleasing to the eye and whether it could meet his requirements.
Almost all stores are engaged in wholesale and retail operations, that is, they do wholesale and retail at the same time, and the prices are slightly different.
Wholesale uses large wine jars to hold wine. The more you buy at one time, the cheaper the price will be, which means small profits but quick turnover.
Retail sales include bulk bottles and gift bottles. Bulk bottles are economical and affordable. They use ordinary glass bottles with a label on the bottle.
The price of the gift package is more expensive, but the wine inside is the same, but the bottle will look much better, and the outer packaging will have a good presentation and look high-end.
Ye Xingyu looked around while shopping, but he never found a suitable target. Either it had a trademark or it didn't look good, which still didn't satisfy him.
When he had almost finished browsing the entire wine building, Ye Xingyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally found a small wine shop in an inconspicuous corner, which had exactly what he wanted.
This shop is really too small, with a total area of less than 20 square meters. There is no signboard or store name, and the door is still closed.
If it weren't for looking through the glass and seeing two large wine jars as tall as a half-person inside, no one would have known that this was also a store selling wine.
Ye Xingyu noticed that there was a wooden shelf like a bookcase against the wall of the store, with some wine bottles of different shapes placed on it, like works of art.
Among them is a pair of white porcelain mandarin ducks. They are short and fat. They do not look like wine bottles. It is more vivid to say that they are teapots. However, there is a bottle mouth on the head of the mandarin ducks, which is sealed with a cork. It is indeed used for
Bottles for wine.
You know, water birds like mandarin ducks are often male and female. The ancients liked to compare mandarin ducks to husband and wife, symbolizing never-ending love.
Ye Xingyu only took one look at it and felt that this pair of white porcelain mandarin ducks matched the occasion and was very suitable as a gift for the engagement party.
He pushed open the glass door and walked in. There was a babbling sound in the store, coming from an old-fashioned mobile phone. It turned out to be Huangmei Opera that he hadn't heard in many years. It was quite nostalgic. I didn't expect that anyone would like to listen to this.
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An old man with a white beard wearing a cotton-padded jacket sat on an armchair, wearing reading glasses, staring at the yellowed old book in his hand, seemingly not noticing anyone coming in.
"Boss, how do you sell this wine?" Ye Xingyu took a few steps forward, stood in front of the wooden shelf, and picked up a pair of mandarin ducks on the shelf.
"One thousand and eighty." The old man quoted directly without raising his head.
Ye Xingyu laughed when he heard this: "How do you know which bottle of wine I'm asking about without even looking at it?"
"You don't need to look. Every bottle of wine on the shelf costs one thousand and eighty yuan." The old man replied.
Later, he patted the large wine vat next to him and explained to Ye Xingyu: "The wines are all the same. They all come from here, but the bottles that hold them are different."
Ye Xingyu smiled and asked, "Can I just buy these two Yuanyang wine bottles?"
"No!" the old man refused without thinking, "I sell wine here, not handicrafts. If you want to buy bottles, go to other stores and ask!"
It seems that this old man is a bit stubborn and has no awareness that "the customer is God". Instead, he has an attitude of "buy it or not".
Ye Xingyu thought for a moment and then asked, "If I buy wine, can I take these two bottles away?"
"Of course!" the old man replied readily, "One bottle costs one thousand eighty yuan, two bottles costs three thousand sixty six. No discounts, no bargaining, only cash, no returns."
Ye Xingyu, who was planning to bargain, couldn't help but smile bitterly and muttered: "The wine you sell is really expensive, the price is almost as high as the national wine!"
"If it's too expensive, don't buy it!" The old man closed the book with a "pop" sound, his tone was extremely unpleasant.
Ye Xingyu just said it casually. He didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so big, and he was a little surprised.
He just walked around and saw that almost all the wine shops sell cheap wines, focusing on the mid-to-low-end market. Prices of more than ten yuan to dozens of yuan are very common, and the cheapest loose liquor only costs a few yuan a pound.
But when you get here, the price of one thousand and eighty can scare people half to death. Such a high price has reached the level of national wine, which is incredible.
If Ye Xingyu hadn't fallen in love with this pair of wine bottles, he would have turned around and left long ago. He didn't even bother to say nonsense, but he didn't expect that he actually pissed off the boss.
The old man's eyelids rolled up, his gaze passed over the top of the frame, and while looking at Ye Xingyu, he shouted in his mouth: "I can tell you, these wines are all made by my old man himself, and have been stored in the cellar for at least ten years.
You can’t buy it anywhere else with money! - If you don’t believe it, try it first before buying it!”
"No, I'll buy it!" Ye Xingyu smiled and paid readily.
Although he thought it was expensive, he was not short of money and could not argue with a stubborn old man over such a trivial matter.
Although the old man's face looked a little ugly, he didn't nag him any more and was ready to continue reading after collecting the money.
Who knew that Ye Xingyu did not leave immediately, but opened the wine jar next to him, poured the liquor from the Yuanyang bottle into the wine jar, and then turned around and left.
This saucy operation made the old man stupid. It took him a long time to react. He threw away the old book in his hand, pointed at Ye Xingyu’s back and cursed angrily: "You little bastard, you look down on my wine, right? No."
You drink it and throw it away! I’m so angry!”
Before he could finish his scolding, Ye Xingyu had already walked away. The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but there was nothing he could do.
In fact, Ye Xingyu had good intentions. The wine he bought was going to be thrown away anyway. Instead of wasting it, it was better to return it to the store, and the other party could use it to sell it again.
But the old man misunderstood and felt insulted. He thought Ye Xingyu was short-sighted and looked down on the fine wine he brewed. Instead, he valued the two white porcelain bottles as more important. It was a typical "buying a coffin for a pearl" behavior, and he couldn't help but get angry.
Although Ye Xingyu was far away, his ears were good and he heard the old man's curse, but he was too lazy to explain. He smiled bitterly, quickened his pace and left quickly.
All elderly people are treasures. You cannot be harsh to them, you cannot argue with them, and you cannot reach out to help them. The best way to deal with them is to avoid their sharp edges and stay away from them.
After getting this pair of wine bottles, Ye Xingyu stopped wandering around and quickly drove back to his villa in Nanwan, Lishui.
He first cleaned the two bottles inside and out, and then filled them with his century-old wine.
Afterwards, I tidied up a little, put on a formal suit, and had my hair styled specially.
After all, you are attending a formal banquet, and your personal appearance must be refined. Being too casual will appear disrespectful.
When everything was ready, Ye Xingyu set off again and drove to the city center.