Hearing Zhou Zhenhe's words, Yun Yanran beside her looked at Hu Yang with some concern and lowered her voice: "Hu Yang, do you know what wine is there?"
"I don't know, it's my first time here."
ah?!
When Yun Yanran heard this, her eyes couldn't help but widen, "You... don't even know what wine you have, just say such harsh words?"
"What are you thinking? Have you forgotten that Zhou Zhenhe is one of the best people in the global red wine circle!"
"Didn't you put yourself on the fire?"
Hu Yang was not angry about Yun Yanran's concerns, but spoke calmly, "Don't worry, there will be no problem, we must believe in Emperor Ah."
Although Zhou Zhenhe, who was walking behind him, could not hear what they were saying, he could see Yun Yanran's anxious and panicked expression.
The reason why Yun Yanran is like this must be because she has no idea.
Thinking of this, Zhou Zhenhe felt more confident.
He looked at Tuchel and Nevada beside him, "Actually, I don't think we need to go in and see it. The combined price of his junk wine may be less expensive than my bottle of wine."
"Such garbage wine is simply polluting your eyes."
After Zhou Zhenhe said this, they walked into the castle.
When they saw the picture in front of them, everyone was stunned.
Everyone's face was full of incredible.
They saw it very clearly, and all kinds of red wine were neatly placed inside.
And the wine bottles are basically covered with dust.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhenhe couldn't help but shake his head, "You are really a layman who doesn't know anything!"
"What's the meaning?"
Huyang asked with his eyes narrowed.
"Do you know how environmentally demanding good red wine storage is?"
When talking about his profession, Zhou Zhenhe looked at Poplar Euphratica with a sense of superiority, "The storage of red wine has strict requirements on indoor temperature and humidity."
"Look at your wine, all of them are covered with dust. This way of storage is the biggest mistake!"
"Of course, if it's a very garbage red wine, there's no need for the high-demand storage I mentioned."
When he heard this, Hupo Sutra was not angry, and he didn't even look at Zhou Zhenhe, but instead glanced at him.
"Don't stand there. Just take whatever wine you like."
As Hu Yang finished speaking, all the people in front of him stood indifferently.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Zhenhe laughed with satisfaction, "Who do you look down on? They are all big names with status and status. How could they look down on such garbage?"
Poplar shrugged, walked to the wine cabinet, and casually picked up a bottle of dusty red wine.
After blowing away the dust from the bottle, he took a few casual glances, and handed them to Tuchel and others, "Is this wine bad? None of you likes it?"
Just as Tuchel and Nevada frowned unhappily and were preparing to answer seriously, their eyes suddenly widened and they looked at the bottle of wine in Huyang's hand.
Tuchel took the bottle of wine the next second and looked carefully.
Even though he is very cunning, he can't hide his excitement and excitement after seeing this bottle of wine.
After more than ten seconds, he subconsciously looked at Nevada, "This seems to be..."
"Red Wine of Lafite Castle in 1869!"
Before Tuchel could finish his words, Nevada's excited voice rang out.
When I heard this name, the originally quiet winery was in an uproar.
"No, the 1869 Lafite Castle red wine was a sky-high price. I remember there was an auction before, which sold a high price of 2 million!"
"The price is another matter. The key is that this red wine has only three bottles in the world! If this is true, it can indeed kill Boss Zhou's red wine in seconds!"
"What are you thinking? Judging from the expressions of Tuchel and Nevada, you know that this bottle of wine must be true!"
"Damn it! This is the red wine of Lafite Castle in 1869! This kid is just casually placed in the winery. The most important thing is that all the red wines of this level are covered with dust!"
"There are two possibilities in this situation now. One is that Hupora did not take this bottle of wine to heart. He has a better wine than this."
"The other possibility is that he didn't know the value of this bottle of wine at all!"
Just as everyone was talking, Huyang saw that Tuchel and Nevada did not express their opinions, and couldn't help but speak lightly: "What's the situation with you? This wine can't impress you yet, right?"
"Then I'll add two more bottles, what do you think now?"
When Poplar spoke, he picked up the two bottles of wine next to him and blew away the dust from the bottle.
After seeing the two bottles of red wine on Huyang's hand, everyone present was stunned.
Because they could see clearly that the two bottles of wine in Poplar's hands were also red wines of Lafite Castle in 1869.
"Damn it! All three bottles of red wine in the world are in the hands of Poplar."
"Not only that, he actually wants to give such a precious thing to others!"
Tuchel nodded a little out of control, "Mr. Hu, as long as you give me all these three bottles of red wine, I am willing to do your business!"
Tuchel is not a fence-skinned man, but the bargaining chips produced by poplar are so attractive.
In front of the three unique bottles of 1869 Lafite Castle red wine, Zhou Zhenhe’s red wine is not enough to see!
"Here, I'll give it to you."
Hu Yang didn't even think about it, and happily handed the two bottles of wine in his hand to Tuchel.
When Zhou Zhenhe saw this scene, his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.
He was originally watching the poplar joke, and he wanted to use his own wine to suppress the poplar.
But now it seems that things are not as simple as imagined.
Although Tuchel was willing to help Hupo, he was not panicked.
Because so far, at least other VIPs in Nevada are on their side.
He didn't believe that Poplar could still produce such shocking red wine!
"Mr. Tuchel, you have to think clearly. Do you really want to be enemies with me and Mr. Nevada because of three bottles of wine?"
When Zhou Zhenhe asked back, Hu Yang picked up a bottle of red wine and cleaned the dust on the bottle. He looked at Nevada, "Do you like this bottle of wine?"
Nevada looked at him curiously, and just one glance, his eyes straightened.
“The 1992 Roaring Eagle Dry Red Wine!”
Nevada was a little out of control and shouted in a trembling voice.
What?!
When everyone else was shocked when they heard this.
"The 1992 roaring eagle is the most expensive red wine in the world today!"
"Isn't it? I remember it very clearly that at an auction, the bottle of wine was sold for $500,000!"
"Yes, I've studied this wine before. The reason why it's expensive is because it's extremely rare!"
Hearing everyone's comments, Hu Yang asked seriously: "Mr. Nevada, do you want this bottle of wine?"
"If you want it, thank you for your gift. I am willing to help Mr. Hu."
Nevada was completely impressed.
Although he had never heard of poplar euphratica before, the fact that poplar euphratica has so many precious red wine is enough to show his extraordinaryness.
And he gave these expensive red wines very readily, which further demonstrated his strength.
After hearing Nevada's words, Zhou Zhenhe was completely uneasy.
Although there are still many guests who have not made any statements, Tuchel and Nevada's choices have had a huge impact on them.
Zhou Zhenhe looked at Tuchel and Nevada very seriously, "You are a bit unkind to do this, right? Don't forget that you also collected two bottles of my wine! My two bottles of wine are also very precious!"
Bang!
Bang!
As soon as Zhou Zhenhe finished speaking, two crisp sounds sounded.
When everyone came to their senses, they realized that Tuchel and Nevada directly smashed the red wine that Zhou Zhenhe had given to them to the ground.
"Mr. Zhou, we don't want your wine!"
After Tuchel and Nevada finished talking, he glared at Zhou Zhenhe.
Yes, society is so realistic.
There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.
Just as Zhou Zhenhe was stunned, the voice of Hupo Poplar sounded again, "Don't be idle for the rest of your friends, see what wine you like, just take it casually!"
When Huyang spoke, he picked up a bottle of wine again. He glanced casually and said softly: "There is also a bottle of 1947 White Horse Winery Red Wine here. If you want it, take it away!"
hiss……
Hearing this, Zhou Zhenhe couldn't help but take a breath.
As an authority in the industry, he knew very well that in 1947, the price of a bottle of Baima Winery red wine was about two million!