Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 15 Four Years Old Wine
After leaving the box, Li Ding'an breathed out several times.

I feel a little nauseous, but it's not to the point where I want to vomit. I think it will be relieved after just sitting...

Thinking about it, he raised his head and looked.

The yard is the reception hall, and the place where you enter the door is the bar counter. A beautiful cashier is pressing the calculator, and the voice of "return to zero, return to zero" is very crisp.

A magnolia tree was planted in the middle, with thin leaves emerging from the branches.There is a coffee table and four chairs underneath.

It happened that no one was there, so Li Dingan sat down and asked the waiter for a cup of tea.

Just as he was smoking, a few people came out of one of the private rooms. They were going to go down to the magnolia tree. Seeing Li Dingan sitting, they went directly to the bar.

"Xiao Yang, take that thing out, and I'll show Mr. Zhang!"

"Good boss!"

The cashier responded, opened the cabinet behind him, and brought out a large wooden box.

Li Ding'an narrowed his eyes and glanced: It looked like porcelain.

Coincidentally, I just learned...

There were a lot of people, so I couldn't see clearly, but the voice should be identifying something.

I don't know how to look at it, anyway, it took only three to five minutes before I heard someone say: "Mr. Liu, this thing is wrong, the bottle is wrong, the characters are wrong, and the porcelain is wrong...Of course, the inside may be old, but it is definitely not from our factory.!"

"I knew there was a problem, but it's only about [-] yuan. I admit it...Xiao Yang, throw it away!"

While talking, several people hurriedly returned to the private room.

Looking again, there are more than a dozen bottles on the bar, which look like old wine.

There is almost no packaging, and the whole body is brown, reflecting the unique luster of porcelain.

Li Ding'an suddenly became interested, stood up and walked over: "Hello, can I have a look?"

"Hello, sir... just look at it, it's going to be thrown away anyway!"

"What is this, it looks like wine?"

"It's wine. A previous customer saved it here and owed the store a lot of money. When he called to collect the bill, he said that he had no money for the time being, so he could only use this wine to pay off the debt. He said it was Moutai that had been stored for many years...

But just now you also met, that Mr. Zhang is the general manager of Moutai Beijing branch, he said that this wine is not from the Moutai distillery, so the boss asked us to throw it away..."

"What a pity to throw it away?"

"If you want it, you can give it away!"

Quite generous!

Thinking to himself, Li Ding'an picked up a bottle and looked at it carefully.

The glazed porcelain altar is a little old.The cover is sealed with mud, and there are no words on the top and bottom.

Even when there is no system, Li Ding'an can tell that this is not an antique.

But the word "Maotai" alone is attractive enough, and it may be worth a lot of money...

Shake it again, and there is a soft "squeak" sound from inside.

I haven't learned the identification knowledge related to wine yet, so I must use skill points.It was also purely in the mind of taking a gamble, Li Ding'an took a test casually.

Then, his eyes "suddenly" stared.

Really... how much is it worth?

Item: Sauce Porcelain Moutai.

Attribute: old wine.

Year: 1985.

Value: 200000 yuan.

Remarks: In 1974, the state decided to expand the production of Moutai, but due to geographical restrictions, Moutai Town could not expand its production capacity.The State Council then decided to relocate the winery to ZY.

The experimental group studied in ZY for 11 years, but the plan failed, and finally gave up on moving.To commemorate, Maotai Town Distillery produced a limited edition "Maotai Flavor True Color" Porcelain Altar Wine in 1985 as a commemoration...

No wonder it's a porcelain altar, or a sauce-colored glaze, so that's what it means?
And one bottle is worth 20, and there are a total of twelve bottles in the bar and boxes, which is 240 million...

Li Ding'an breathed out forcefully, not daring to make any extravagance, and said calmly:

"Manager, this jar is very beautiful. If you really don't want it, I will take it away and go back to wash it and put it in the wine cabinet."

Of course the cashier is happy, otherwise she would have to throw the trash can: "Okay, you can take it all!"

"thank you!"

Li Ding'an thanked them and put them into boxes one by one.

Just installed it, and was about to take it away, when someone suddenly appeared next to it: "Hey, wait a minute... what are you doing?"

It was a young man, about his age, in his early twenties.

Li Ding'an had a little impression: Just now a group of people watched wine, this guy stood at the outermost, and then followed them into the box.

He stopped and turned his head to the bar: "Your leader?"

The cashier shook his head: "I don't know!"

I'm not from the store... Then what do you care about me?
He didn't bother to say anything, he picked up the box and was about to leave, but the young man jumped sideways and stopped in front of him: "Put it down for me!"

"You said let it go?"

"Did you pay?"

"no!"

"It turns out that I put this here to pick up a bargain... If you don't pay me, you can let me put it here, and I will pay!"

The guy turned his head and looked at the cashier: "I'm Mr. Zhang's driver, and I was there when I was looking at the wine just now... I usually like to drink old wine, so I thought that although this is a fake Moutai, it is at least a wine, and it has been stored for many years, so I am going to buy it. You see how much is suitable, and I will pay for it..."

"Then I have to ask the leader!"

She looked at Li Ding'an, meaning that if someone wants to buy it, you can't take it away as waste.

Li Dingan looked at the young man thoughtfully.

Mr. Zhang... that is, the boss of the Moutai branch.

This driver really likes to drink old wine?

Just as he was guessing, the guy stopped the cashier: "Don't ask, I'll pay [-], shouldn't it be too little?"

As he spoke, he took out his wallet and prepared to pay.

The waiter didn't say anything, but Li Ding'an leaned over with the suitcase: "A bottle of [-]!"

"Who are you, is it your turn to decide?"

"I said it's really not counted, but if you can buy it, so can I: [-] a bottle!"

"Sir, don't be angry..."

The cashier thought it was the driver talking too aggressively, so the aggressive one took the lead.

After all, he is a young guy with a lot of vigor, and he does this when he drinks a little wine...

"Don't worry about it, beauty!"

The young man looked Li Dingan up and down, and snorted, ""One bottle is 12, then this box is 12...you heard me, beauty, he said [-]... let him pay. "

"It means you don't want 12, right? Then I really bought it?"

Li Ding'an took out his phone with a smile, glanced at the guy, and scanned the QR code.

They all thought he was angry, or even joking, but no one reacted.

Then, "Ding Dong"!
The cashier looked at the computer, his eyes widened.

Really... Really paid 12?
Is this guest drunk?
The driver didn't see it, but he heard it, and he was dumbfounded: You must be out of your mind, can't you hear me irritating you?

No... This kid is smiling, how can he look a little excited?
understood……

Like the leader, [-]% of them can see that this is not fake wine, but real Moutai...

(End of this chapter)