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One is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell. The business was soon finalized.
After signing the agreement, Yang Jing immediately transferred the money to Chengzi's card. After Chengzi's mobile phone received the information of successful transfer, Yang Jing rode a motorcycle to the town to find a truck for Yang Jing.
Yang Jing's card is a VIP gold card with great authority. Even if a large transfer is made at night, it will arrive soon.
Privilege is everywhere, but the size of privilege is determined by the amount of your assets!
By the time Chengzi came back, it was almost 11 o'clock, but the freight offered by Yang Jing was very high. Naturally, the driver of the van would not say anything.
Following the van, there were several stevedores from Niuer distillery. They were all from the town and knew Chengzi very well.
These loaders unloaded many small cardboard boxes from the van, and filled with plastic foam filling. Then they went into the cellar with all these things.
Yang Jing is also very satisfied with such a thoughtful arrangement. These wine jars can be 200000 per jar, and transportation is also a big problem. Now with the help of these professionals in the winery, we naturally don't have to worry about the transportation of these old wines.
Chengzi looked very excited and took Bi's father and mother to say something in a low voice. Then Bi's father and mother also showed a satisfied smile on their face.
Needless to say, when Chengzi went to town to look for a car and someone, he must have checked the balance of his card from the ATM. If the boy is not excited, it's strange to leave 40 million in his card.
This is 40 million in cash. Even if it is placed in Yanjing City, it is definitely not a small number. Chengzi's family are all rural people. Now they suddenly have this 40 million cash, which will be enough for their family to spend the rest of their life comfortably in the future.
Yang Jing also followed the drill into the cellar. He first picked up eleven altar wine from the 58 old wine brewed in 1955 and put them aside. Then he commanded the professional loaders to put all the remaining old uncles in the box. Yang Yang used a marker to mark each case, and then filled with plastic foam filling. This is the beginning of the outward transport box by box.
The 200 jars of old wine were not completely moved until it was almost midnight.
Originally, Yang Jing wanted to stay in Yanjing for a few more days. As a result, because these precious old wines were born, he had to return to Tianqu all night.
Now Yang Jing has not taken over the Dragon Fund, so these old wines have no place to store in Yanjing, so he can only bring them back to Tianqu. The most important thing is that Yang Jing wants to see what his father looks like when he sees these old wines. He must be very happy.
When she left, Yang Jing asked Wang jiazan to take away five jars of old wine. As a result, Wang jiazan didn't agree with anything.
I'm kidding. Five jars of wine is a whole million. How can Wang jiazan take it?
Finally, Wang jiazan refused. However, Wang jiazan took two jars of old wine back.
Wang jiazan drove Yang Jing's car back. Yang Jing and the driver got on the highway. Two people drove steadily all the way. Only at dawn did they get off the highway from Tianqu.
It is said that these old wines had better continue to be stored in the cellar, and they can not be stored in other cellars, but should be stored in a new cellar. But it was urgent. There was no suitable cellar for these old wines for a long time, so Yang Jing thought about it and put it in the warehouse of the car shop first.
The security conditions of the car store are still good, the monitoring is complete, and there are people from the hired security brigade on the night shift at night, so it's better to put the wine there temporarily, and then slowly find a suitable cellar for storage.
Yang's father drove to the car store with obvious getting up spirit. It was only more than four o'clock. His son tossed him up. It's strange that Yang's father can be happy.
But when Yang's father saw the old wine removed from the car, his eyes almost stared out.
"Son, where did you get these wines?" Dad Yang asked with a shocked face. There are no marks on these wine jars, but anyone can see that these wine jars are definitely old objects with years.
"Dad, let's move these wine in first, and I'll talk to you slowly. Anyway, these wine will be yours in the future. If you want to drink, open a jar and taste it to ensure that you are comfortable."
Hearing this, Yang's father's anger at getting up suddenly disappeared. My son is a drunkard. When he is an old man, he is an old drunkard. For an old drunkard like Yang dad, a jar of old wine is definitely better than anything.
The two men, together with the driver and the called security guard on the night shift, worked for more than ten minutes, and the 200 small boxes were moved into the garage. This room is in the car shop. It was originally intended to hold electric vehicle parts, but it has been empty. There are only some sundries stacked in it. This time it was used.
After paying the driver to send him away, the man and the boy entered the car shop. Yang's father put down the electric rolling shutter door of the car store and asked the security guard to go back to sleep. Then he followed his son to the small warehouse containing these old wine. He smiled and asked, "son, can you tell Dad about these old wine this time?"
After tossing around all night, Yang Jing also felt a little tired. He sat down on a chair and said, "Dad, I picked up these old wines from a village in Yanjing last night. A jar of wine is 200000. This is a whole two hundred jars. It cost a total of 40 million."
As soon as the figure came out, Dad Yang was startled. "Lying in the trough! What are you doing? Why are you spending so much money on these wines? Are you holding on or something?"
"Dad, look at what you said. We can buy these 200 jars of old wine for only 40 million yuan. I'm definitely making a lot of money. Let me tell you, these old wines are dug out of a cellar. The shortest cellar age is 63 years. They were brewed in 1955! And the oldest three jars of wine..." Yang Jing looked in these paper boxes, Found three of the boxes marked with the capital English letter "T.E" and continued: "these three jars of wine were brewed in 1938. It has been 80 years since!"
Hearing this, Yang's father also involuntarily took a breath, "shit, these wines are so old? If you say so, twenty thousand jars are really not expensive!"
Yang Jing said with a smile, "Dad, guess what these wines are?"
"Well, your boy just said he came from a village in Yanjing. Are these wines Erguotou?"
"Ha ha, I knew you could guess. Yes, these wines are serious Erguotou wines. The people who brewed these wines used to be a winemaker in Fushun City, but later came out to work alone..."
Yang Jing told his father about the origin of these wines. Even Yang's father was excited.
"Oh, hey, son, if these wines are sold, how much will they cost?"
Yang Jing cried and laughed, "Dad, I worked hard all night and got another 40 million in cash. I didn't get these wines back for sale. Is our family short of this money now? I just think these wines are too rare. It's a sin to miss them, so I bought them and shipped them back. We don't sell them. We keep them for ourselves."
Yang's father wanted the same thing as a rattle, "no, it's too extravagant! Your father hasn't drunk such expensive wine since he was a child! If you take a sip of this wine, it won't cost thousands of dollars? No, we don't drink this wine. We'd better find a chance to sell it."
Yang Jing was about to say something. Yang's father's phone rang and picked up the phone. Yang Jing clearly heard his mother's voice: "what are your father and son doing inside? Open the door for me."
Come on! I can't neglect it when I arrive.
Yang Jing quickly trotted out, opened the electric rolling shutter door from inside, and saw her mother standing at the door.
"Mom, why are you here?"
"Can't I come? Why are you two so mysterious?"
"Cough! What a mystery. Mom, I collected a batch of old wine from a village in Yanjing last night and pulled it back all night. There's no place to put the wine. I don't have the key to the car shop. I'll toss my father around."
"Old wine?" Yang Ma asked suspiciously.
Dad Yang, who followed from the inside, said with a bitter smile: "Li Ping, your son made a big battle this time. He spent $40 million to buy 200 jars of old wine. This wine is very good, and its value is definitely higher than $40 million. I said to sell these wine, but your son didn't agree, so he had to keep it for himself! I'm an old man. I can't afford to drink it anyway. A jar of wine is 200000 yuan. If I go down, it's thousands of yuan. I can buy two bottles of flying sky ！”
"40 million? Bought 200 jars of old wine? Still keep it for yourself?" Yang's mother was also a little confused.
Yang Jing had no choice but to tell his mother the origin of these old wines again. As a result, her eyes lit up after listening to them.
"Son, you say these old wines have been buried underground for more than 60 years? The longest is 80 years old?"
"Well, that's true. If this kind of wine goes on sale, it can easily fetch a million dollars. So my father wants to sell these wines. But we don't point to these wines to make money now. If these wines are really sold, we will never find such good old wines again. On the contrary, I don't want to sell them. I'll keep them for myself. My father can drink them, you can drink them, and my grandparents can drink them Have a drink. How nice it is for our family to keep it for themselves! "
Yang Ma severely gouged out Yang's father and said, "well, I know about it. Lao Yang, I'll tell you, these wines are made by my son. My son makes a decision. You can't meddle in them! My son said to keep us, and my son wants to sell them. We don't stand in the way. Our family should pay attention to democracy now. I'm on the same line with my son. It's useless for you to oppose!"
Yang Jing was overjoyed. Long live my mother! I took my mother in my arms and gave her a mouthful.
Yang's father shook his head reluctantly, dropped a word and walked inside: "little rabbit, bring a jar to your father at noon!"
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One is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell. The business was soon finalized.
After signing the agreement, Yang Jing immediately transferred the money to Chengzi's card. After Chengzi's mobile phone received the information of successful transfer, Yang Jing rode a motorcycle to the town to find a truck for Yang Jing.
Yang Jing's card is a VIP gold card with great authority. Even if a large transfer is made at night, it will arrive soon.
Privilege is everywhere, but the size of privilege is determined by the amount of your assets!
By the time Chengzi came back, it was almost 11 o'clock, but the freight offered by Yang Jing was very high. Naturally, the driver of the van would not say anything.
Following the van, there were several stevedores from Niuer distillery. They were all from the town and knew Chengzi very well.
These loaders unloaded many small cardboard boxes from the van, and filled with plastic foam filling. Then they went into the cellar with all these things.
Yang Jing is also very satisfied with such a thoughtful arrangement. These wine jars can be 200000 per jar, and transportation is also a big problem. Now with the help of these professionals in the winery, we naturally don't have to worry about the transportation of these old wines.
Chengzi looked very excited and took Bi's father and mother to say something in a low voice. Then Bi's father and mother also showed a satisfied smile on their face.
Needless to say, when Chengzi went to town to look for a car and someone, he must have checked the balance of his card from the ATM. If the boy is not excited, it's strange to leave 40 million in his card.
This is 40 million in cash. Even if it is placed in Yanjing City, it is definitely not a small number. Chengzi's family are all rural people. Now they suddenly have this 40 million cash, which will be enough for their family to spend the rest of their life comfortably in the future.
Yang Jing also followed the drill into the cellar. He first picked up eleven altar wine from the 58 old wine brewed in 1955 and put them aside. Then he commanded the professional loaders to put all the remaining old uncles in the box. Yang Yang used a marker to mark each case, and then filled with plastic foam filling. This is the beginning of the outward transport box by box.
The 200 jars of old wine were not completely moved until it was almost midnight.
Originally, Yang Jing wanted to stay in Yanjing for a few more days. As a result, because these precious old wines were born, he had to return to Tianqu all night.
Now Yang Jing has not taken over the Dragon Fund, so these old wines have no place to store in Yanjing, so he can only bring them back to Tianqu. The most important thing is that Yang Jing wants to see what his father looks like when he sees these old wines. He must be very happy.
When she left, Yang Jing asked Wang jiazan to take away five jars of old wine. As a result, Wang jiazan didn't agree with anything.
I'm kidding. Five jars of wine is a whole million. How can Wang jiazan take it?
Finally, Wang jiazan refused. However, Wang jiazan took two jars of old wine back.
Wang jiazan drove Yang Jing's car back. Yang Jing and the driver got on the highway. Two people drove steadily all the way. Only at dawn did they get off the highway from Tianqu.
It is said that these old wines had better continue to be stored in the cellar, and they can not be stored in other cellars, but should be stored in a new cellar. But it was urgent. There was no suitable cellar for these old wines for a long time, so Yang Jing thought about it and put it in the warehouse of the car shop first.
The security conditions of the car store are still good, the monitoring is complete, and there are people from the hired security brigade on the night shift at night, so it's better to put the wine there temporarily, and then slowly find a suitable cellar for storage.
Yang's father drove to the car store with obvious getting up spirit. It was only more than four o'clock. His son tossed him up. It's strange that Yang's father can be happy.
But when Yang's father saw the old wine removed from the car, his eyes almost stared out.
"Son, where did you get these wines?" Dad Yang asked with a shocked face. There are no marks on these wine jars, but anyone can see that these wine jars are definitely old objects with years.
"Dad, let's move these wine in first, and I'll talk to you slowly. Anyway, these wine will be yours in the future. If you want to drink, open a jar and taste it to ensure that you are comfortable."
Hearing this, Yang's father's anger at getting up suddenly disappeared. My son is a drunkard. When he is an old man, he is an old drunkard. For an old drunkard like Yang dad, a jar of old wine is definitely better than anything.
The two men, together with the driver and the called security guard on the night shift, worked for more than ten minutes, and the 200 small boxes were moved into the garage. This room is in the car shop. It was originally intended to hold electric vehicle parts, but it has been empty. There are only some sundries stacked in it. This time it was used.
After paying the driver to send him away, the man and the boy entered the car shop. Yang's father put down the electric rolling shutter door of the car store and asked the security guard to go back to sleep. Then he followed his son to the small warehouse containing these old wine. He smiled and asked, "son, can you tell Dad about these old wine this time?"
After tossing around all night, Yang Jing also felt a little tired. He sat down on a chair and said, "Dad, I picked up these old wines from a village in Yanjing last night. A jar of wine is 200000. This is a whole two hundred jars. It cost a total of 40 million."
As soon as the figure came out, Dad Yang was startled. "Lying in the trough! What are you doing? Why are you spending so much money on these wines? Are you holding on or something?"
"Dad, look at what you said. We can buy these 200 jars of old wine for only 40 million yuan. I'm definitely making a lot of money. Let me tell you, these old wines are dug out of a cellar. The shortest cellar age is 63 years. They were brewed in 1955! And the oldest three jars of wine..." Yang Jing looked in these paper boxes, Found three of the boxes marked with the capital English letter "T.E" and continued: "these three jars of wine were brewed in 1938. It has been 80 years since!"
Hearing this, Yang's father also involuntarily took a breath, "shit, these wines are so old? If you say so, twenty thousand jars are really not expensive!"
Yang Jing said with a smile, "Dad, guess what these wines are?"
"Well, your boy just said he came from a village in Yanjing. Are these wines Erguotou?"
"Ha ha, I knew you could guess. Yes, these wines are serious Erguotou wines. The people who brewed these wines used to be a winemaker in Fushun City, but later came out to work alone..."
Yang Jing told his father about the origin of these wines. Even Yang's father was excited.
"Oh, hey, son, if these wines are sold, how much will they cost?"
Yang Jing cried and laughed, "Dad, I worked hard all night and got another 40 million in cash. I didn't get these wines back for sale. Is our family short of this money now? I just think these wines are too rare. It's a sin to miss them, so I bought them and shipped them back. We don't sell them. We keep them for ourselves."
Yang's father wanted the same thing as a rattle, "no, it's too extravagant! Your father hasn't drunk such expensive wine since he was a child! If you take a sip of this wine, it won't cost thousands of dollars? No, we don't drink this wine. We'd better find a chance to sell it."
Yang Jing was about to say something. Yang's father's phone rang and picked up the phone. Yang Jing clearly heard his mother's voice: "what are your father and son doing inside? Open the door for me."
Come on! I can't neglect it when I arrive.
Yang Jing quickly trotted out, opened the electric rolling shutter door from inside, and saw her mother standing at the door.
"Mom, why are you here?"
"Can't I come? Why are you two so mysterious?"
"Cough! What a mystery. Mom, I collected a batch of old wine from a village in Yanjing last night and pulled it back all night. There's no place to put the wine. I don't have the key to the car shop. I'll toss my father around."
"Old wine?" Yang Ma asked suspiciously.
Dad Yang, who followed from the inside, said with a bitter smile: "Li Ping, your son made a big battle this time. He spent $40 million to buy 200 jars of old wine. This wine is very good, and its value is definitely higher than $40 million. I said to sell these wine, but your son didn't agree, so he had to keep it for himself! I'm an old man. I can't afford to drink it anyway. A jar of wine is 200000 yuan. If I go down, it's thousands of yuan. I can buy two bottles of flying sky ！”
"40 million? Bought 200 jars of old wine? Still keep it for yourself?" Yang's mother was also a little confused.
Yang Jing had no choice but to tell his mother the origin of these old wines again. As a result, her eyes lit up after listening to them.
"Son, you say these old wines have been buried underground for more than 60 years? The longest is 80 years old?"
"Well, that's true. If this kind of wine goes on sale, it can easily fetch a million dollars. So my father wants to sell these wines. But we don't point to these wines to make money now. If these wines are really sold, we will never find such good old wines again. On the contrary, I don't want to sell them. I'll keep them for myself. My father can drink them, you can drink them, and my grandparents can drink them Have a drink. How nice it is for our family to keep it for themselves! "
Yang Ma severely gouged out Yang's father and said, "well, I know about it. Lao Yang, I'll tell you, these wines are made by my son. My son makes a decision. You can't meddle in them! My son said to keep us, and my son wants to sell them. We don't stand in the way. Our family should pay attention to democracy now. I'm on the same line with my son. It's useless for you to oppose!"
Yang Jing was overjoyed. Long live my mother! I took my mother in my arms and gave her a mouthful.
Yang's father shook his head reluctantly, dropped a word and walked inside: "little rabbit, bring a jar to your father at noon!"
PS: bow and thank the "chilled octave" 100 reward.
One is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell. The business was soon finalized.After signing the agreement, Yang Jing immediately transferred the money to Chengzi's card. After Chengzi's mobile phone received the information of successful transfer, Yang Jing rode a motorcycle to the town to find a truck for Yang Jing.Yang Jing's card is a VIP gold card with great authority. Even if a large transfer is made at night, it will arrive soon.Privilege is everywhere, but the size of privilege is determined by the amount of your assets!By the time Chengzi came back, it was almost 11 o'clock, but the freight offered by Yang Jing was very high. Naturally, the driver of the van would not say anything.Following the van, there were several stevedores from Niuer distillery. They were all from the town and knew Chengzi very well.These loaders unloaded many small cardboard boxes from the van, and filled with plastic foam filling. Then they went into the cellar with all these things.Yang Jing is also very satisfied with such a thoughtful arrangement. These wine jars can be 200000 per jar, and transportation is also a big problem. Now with the help of these professionals in the winery, we naturally don't have to worry about the transportation of these old wines.Chengzi looked very excited and took Bi's father and mother to say something in a low voice. Then Bi's father and mother also showed a satisfied smile on their face.Needless to say, when Chengzi went to town to look for a car and someone, he must have checked the balance of his card from the ATM. If the boy is not excited, it's strange to leave 40 million in his card.This is 40 million in cash. Even if it is placed in Yanjing City, it is definitely not a small number. Chengzi's family are all rural people. Now they suddenly have this 40 million cash, which will be enough for their family to spend the rest of their life comfortably in the future.Yang Jing also followed the drill into the cellar. He first picked up eleven altar wine from the 58 old wine brewed in 1955 and put them aside. Then he commanded the professional loaders to put all the remaining old uncles in the box. Yang Yang used a marker to mark each case, and then filled with plastic foam filling. This is the beginning of the outward transport box by box.The 200 jars of old wine were not completely moved until it was almost midnight.Originally, Yang Jing wanted to stay in Yanjing for a few more days. As a result, because these precious old wines were born, he had to return to Tianqu all night.Now Yang Jing has not taken over the Dragon Fund, so these old wines have no place to store in Yanjing, so he can only bring them back to Tianqu. The most important thing is that Yang Jing wants to see what his father looks like when he sees these old wines. He must be very happy.When she left, Yang Jing asked Wang jiazan to take away five jars of old wine. As a result, Wang jiazan didn't agree with anything.I'm kidding. Five jars of wine is a whole million. How can Wang jiazan take it?Finally, Wang jiazan refused. However, Wang jiazan took two jars of old wine back.Wang jiazan drove Yang Jing's car back. Yang Jing and the driver got on the highway. Two people drove steadily all the way. Only at dawn did they get off the highway from Tianqu.It is said that these old wines had better continue to be stored in the cellar, and they can not be stored in other cellars, but should be stored in a new cellar. But it was urgent. There was no suitable cellar for these old wines for a long time, so Yang Jing thought about it and put it in the warehouse of the car shop first.The security conditions of the car store are still good, the monitoring is complete, and there are people from the hired security brigade on the night shift at night, so it's better to put the wine there temporarily, and then slowly find a suitable cellar for storage.Yang's father drove to the car store with obvious getting up spirit. It was only more than four o'clock. His son tossed him up. It's strange that Yang's father can be happy.But when Yang's father saw the old wine removed from the car, his eyes almost stared out."Son, where did you get these wines?" Dad Yang asked with a shocked face. There are no marks on these wine jars, but anyone can see that these wine jars are definitely old objects with years."Dad, let's move these wine in first, and I'll talk to you slowly. Anyway, these wine will be yours in the future. If you want to drink, open a jar and taste it to ensure that you are comfortable."Hearing this, Yang's father's anger at getting up suddenly disappeared. My son is a drunkard. When he is an old man, he is an old drunkard. For an old drunkard like Yang dad, a jar of old wine is definitely better than anything.The two men, together with the driver and the called security guard on the night shift, worked for more than ten minutes, and the 200 small boxes were moved into the garage. This room is in the car shop. It was originally intended to hold electric vehicle parts, but it has been empty. There are only some sundries stacked in it. This time it was used.After paying the driver to send him away, the man and the boy entered the car shop. Yang's father put down the electric rolling shutter door of the car store and asked the security guard to go back to sleep. Then he followed his son to the small warehouse containing these old wine. He smiled and asked, "son, can you tell Dad about these old wine this time?"After tossing around all night, Yang Jing also felt a little tired. He sat down on a chair and said, "Dad, I picked up these old wines from a village in Yanjing last night. A jar of wine is 200000. This is a whole two hundred jars. It cost a total of 40 million."As soon as the figure came out, Dad Yang was startled. "Lying in the trough! What are you doing? Why are you spending so much money on these wines? Are you holding on or something?""Dad, look at what you said. We can buy these 200 jars of old wine for only 40 million yuan. I'm definitely making a lot of money. Let me tell you, these old wines are dug out of a cellar. The shortest cellar age is 63 years. They were brewed in 1955! And the oldest three jars of wine..." Yang Jing looked in these paper boxes, Found three of the boxes marked with the capital English letter "T.E" and continued: "these three jars of wine were brewed in 1938. It has been 80 years since!"Hearing this, Yang's father also involuntarily took a breath, "shit, these wines are so old? If you say so, twenty thousand jars are really not expensive!"Yang Jing said with a smile, "Dad, guess what these wines are?""Well, your boy just said he came from a village in Yanjing. Are these wines Erguotou?""Ha ha, I knew you could guess. Yes, these wines are serious Erguotou wines. The people who brewed these wines used to be a winemaker in Fushun City, but later came out to work alone..."Yang Jing told his father about the origin of these wines. Even Yang's father was excited."Oh, hey, son, if these wines are sold, how much will they cost?"Yang Jing cried and laughed, "Dad, I worked hard all night and got another 40 million in cash. I didn't get these wines back for sale. Is our family short of this money now? I just think these wines are too rare. It's a sin to miss them, so I bought them and shipped them back. We don't sell them. We keep them for ourselves."Yang's father wanted the same thing as a rattle, "no, it's too extravagant! Your father hasn't drunk such expensive wine since he was a child! If you take a sip of this wine, it won't cost thousands of dollars? No, we don't drink this wine. We'd better find a chance to sell it."Yang Jing was about to say something. Yang's father's phone rang and picked up the phone. Yang Jing clearly heard his mother's voice: "what are your father and son doing inside? Open the door for me."Come on! I can't neglect it when I arrive.Yang Jing quickly trotted out, opened the electric rolling shutter door from inside, and saw her mother standing at the door."Mom, why are you here?""Can't I come? Why are you two so mysterious?""Cough! What a mystery. Mom, I collected a batch of old wine from a village in Yanjing last night and pulled it back all night. There's no place to put the wine. I don't have the key to the car shop. I'll toss my father around.""Old wine?" Yang Ma asked suspiciously.Dad Yang, who followed from the inside, said with a bitter smile: "Li Ping, your son made a big battle this time. He spent $40 million to buy 200 jars of old wine. This wine is very good, and its value is definitely higher than $40 million. I said to sell these wine, but your son didn't agree, so he had to keep it for himself! I'm an old man. I can't afford to drink it anyway. A jar of wine is 200000 yuan. If I go down, it's thousands of yuan. I can buy two bottles of flying sky "40 million? Bought 200 jars of old wine? Still keep it for yourself?" Yang's mother was also a little confused.Yang Jing had no choice but to tell his mother the origin of these old wines again. As a result, her eyes lit up after listening to them."Son, you say these old wines have been buried underground for more than 60 years? The longest is 80 years old?""Well, that's true. If this kind of wine goes on sale, it can easily fetch a million dollars. So my father wants to sell these wines. But we don't point to these wines to make money now. If these wines are really sold, we will never find such good old wines again. On the contrary, I don't want to sell them. I'll keep them for myself. My father can drink them, you can drink them, and my grandparents can drink them Have a drink. How nice it is for our family to keep it for themselves! "Yang Ma severely gouged out Yang's father and said, "well, I know about it. Lao Yang, I'll tell you, these wines are made by my son. My son makes a decision. You can't meddle in them! My son said to keep us, and my son wants to sell them. We don't stand in the way. Our family should pay attention to democracy now. I'm on the same line with my son. It's useless for you to oppose!"Yang Jing was overjoyed. Long live my mother! I took my mother in my arms and gave her a mouthful.Yang's father shook his head reluctantly, dropped a word and walked inside: "little rabbit, bring a jar to your father at noon!"PS: bow and thank the "chilled octave" 100 reward.
