"What a guy?"

After all, Meng Lei and Liu Feng are engaged in alcohol business, so they know the value of these old wines. If you really follow the real wine introduced on the nameplate above, not to mention the auction price, but at the actual price, at least 40,000 to 50,000 yuan per bottle in the three major revolutions of Moutai in the 1970s.

The dozens of bottles here are not a joke. The two of them were really scared. They thought that Li Dong had the wine they identified last time and then took out the zodiac Moutai for auction. This was enough to attract some people, after all, millions of things.

But I didn't expect that Li Dong was so big that the two looked at each other with shock.

"Look first and then ask our old classmate."

It is hard to ask at this time, not only Meng Lei and Liu Feng were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Wang Guoqing, Liu Guochang, Zhao Yuan and others were also shocked. You should know that Li Qimin only had two bottles of Sunflower Moutai from the 1970s, and he was already the top figure of Chicheng wine collectors, and even some foreign wine lovers came here.

Although it is not as good as a big collector in big cities, it is still quite famous in small cities.

Just two bottles of Moutai can be envied by wine friends in small cities around the surrounding area. It is conceivable that when dozens of bottles of wine throughout the 1970s, except for the years where there were no wines, there were still several sets of Moutai, which was scary.

"Lao Gao, these wines?"

“Storing wine.”

That's true, Wang Guoqing slapped his thigh. "Okay, Lao Gao, I said why is something wrong with you today? I knew about the relationship before. This is a joke about us old guys."

"Old Wang, what are you talking about? I'm going to give you a surprise."

"Look, everyone has their wine, and they haven't even run away at all."

"No, this is really good in terms of preservation."

"That's not only Moutai, you can take a look, there are all eight famous wines in China here." Gao Guoliang was quite excited. Those who didn't come were blind and had to wait a few more months if they wanted to see them.

"This is Wuliangye, this is Fenjiu, all of them are there. You are the best son-in-law."

"This child knows a few friends, and most of the wine belongs to his friends."

"That's awesome."

Gao Guo said sincerely that this is nothing. If you enter the wine cellar, you will be really scared and sick.

Those who know wine are relatively familiar with calligraphy associations, Chicheng Cultural Association, Writers Association, and some are not very good at name associations. Some people even think that this is nothing. After all, the wine packaging back then is really hard to describe.

It is even better than the current Erguotou.

Basically, they just have a bottle of them, and Moutai even packed them up. I don’t know, but I think this is fake wine.

Fortunately, there are explanations and booklets, which are still introduced on them, but these people did not open the booklets at all.

"What's going on with this old man? It's not like porcelain, calligraphy and paintings. What's going on with wine?"

"Let's take a look first."

If everyone can come here, they will definitely give you some face, especially those who know Gao Guoliang's daughter's current position, at least they won't say anything.

"Look at it, this bottle is Feitian Moutai in 1975."

Because of feudal superstition, the Feitian card was banned in 1967 and was not restored until 1975. This is the first batch. Here is a more introduction.

"This bottle of wine is worth at least 80,000, right?"

"almost."

Liu Feng gestured. "It is easy to take action within 100,000."

“It’s so awesome.”

Meng Lei didn't know what to say.

"There is no box for this Feitian Moutai."

Meng Lei and Liu Feng looked at each other. This was not the one who Dongzi looked for. Sure enough, the tour guide began to introduce some of the history of this wine. Moutai was only available in boxed after the 1980s.

"It's been more than forty years, can I still drink it?"

"certainly."

"But most people prefer to collect it."

"Collection, wine can still be collected, so how much can this bottle sell for now?"

Not to mention this question, the directors and directors of the association who were not very active were interested.

"The market price ranges from 80,000 to 120,000, and it will be higher at auction." Meng Lei said with a smile.

"real?"

I don’t understand the wine at once and I feel energetic. A bottle of 100,000 yuan is so much, how much does it cost, good guy.

"Thank you, sir, what you said is that the market price of this bottle of wine is around 100,000."

It was a real 100,000. Some village cadres in Hanjia Village, members of the association, and tourists who were joining the fun were shocked. "What about here?"

"No less than 50,000 yuan per bottle."

"The bottles in the front are a little higher, about 150,000."

Meng Lei and Liu Feng cooperated with the tour guide and could be considered as a shock to those who didn't know how to drink. The guys were much more serious, and Huo Chengxin thanked them.

"Boss Li, these wines are not easy to get."

Xu Ran was quite surprised. Li Dong had made so many old wines, but it was not that these wines were worth. It was too difficult to get all kinds of wines. It took him a lot of effort to buy some wines at a high price. It was not worth it.

"Fortunately, a few friends give you face."

Speaking, everyone followed Huo Chengxin and others along the visiting passage to the first concentrated display area, the eight famous wine display area. "What's the point of this bottle of Moutai placed in the middle?"

"It looks like ceramic?"

Meng Lei and Liu Feng looked at each other, looked at the famous brand carefully, and were stunned. This was a bottle of five-star Moutai that had been in the 1958 years. "Awesome." Both of them said nothing.

"This is a bottle of five-star Moutai from the 1950s. Because it is difficult to preserve, it has always been very popular in the auction market. It once sold at a high price of nearly three million."

Pupu puff, Meng Lei said this, let alone the presidents, directors, and tourists who didn't know how to drink were so shocked that Wang Guoqing and others were shocked when they heard Moutai in the 1950s and walked over quickly. Gao Guoliang didn't know that Li Dong had prepared such a big surprise.

This is one of Li Dong's few top-notch wines. This wine is not easy to make, and Huang Shengnan has spent a lot of effort to get a few bottles.

"Is it really a five-star Moutai that has been in the 58th century?"

“Ceramic is right.”

It is definitely impossible to get started, everyone can only watch, more than two million is too scary.

Let alone them, Huo Chengxin and the two tour guides were a little stunned. This bottle of wine was originally planned to be introduced by Li Dong himself, and the wine was too expensive, and Li Dong put it on himself in the end, and Huo Chengxin had never seen it.

"It's not bad, Boss Li."

Xue Dong and the young masters stopped. It was rare to see more than 2 million wine. Even if they had played many millions of cars, no one dared to stand up and say that anyone had drunk two million wine.

"Okay, this bottle can be exchanged for a villa."

Tian Liang came over and planned to take a good look at the top Moutai worth 2 million, what's the difference between this wine?

Qu Tian was already very interested in collecting wines. He kept listening to the tour guide's explanation carefully and reading famous brands while walking. He didn't expect that there were so many good wines, which made him moved, but he didn't expect that there was a bottle of top quality.

"No."

Meng Lei took a photo of Liu Feng and pointed to the central exhibition area on the other side. The central booth was covered with a piece of red cloth. Is there any better wine than this bottle? It's impossible.

"What's wrong?"

"Look at that."

"What's wrong there?"

Liu Feng took a look. "It seems to be the wine from our province."

“Center Booth.”

"The bar covered, not auctioned."

"Not to say it."

Meng Lei thought to himself that he was thinking too much, you should know that the Moutai for 20 to 30 million Moutai is definitely the top Moutai, unless the original wine in jars was auctioned for 50 to 60 million.

"Does this wine have an appraisal certificate?"

"some."

Of course, there was, Li Dong invited experts from the Maotai factory to come and appraise it.

It's not difficult to ask someone to take a few photos of Moutai from 1958 years ago. Otherwise, they won't come. The certificate of identification was issued, otherwise Li Dong would dare to hold an internal exchange meeting.

"It was produced by Moutai Factory?"

At this moment, no one doubted fake wine anymore. These are real wines. Other wines, the most expensive and best of Moutai are proven to be real, and others can still be fake.

Many tourists thought about how much these wines are worth, and after all, they finally concluded that they were worth at least tens of millions, which was scary.

"Ten millions of wine."

At this moment, some of the association's presidents and directors who came here for the sake of Gao Guoliang's face were a little regretful at this moment. They did not have a good exchange with Li Dong. Who knew that the boss who opened a small villa in the mountains made such a big noise.

Li Dong didn't pay attention to these people. While introducing several areas to Qu Tian, ​​Zhao Donglai and others, he did not forget Gao Guoliang's side and a few elders. As for Xu Ran, let's not forget them, these people are really supportive.

They are not very interested in these wines, but they may be somewhat interested in auctions. After all, there are medicinal wines, which Li Dong is very clear about. As for the association directors who support them, Li Dong was quite grateful at the beginning.
To be continued...