"Three hundred and forty thousand for a bottle of wine??!" This price really shocked Chen Liping. In her opinion, wine that cost a few thousand yuan a bottle was already very expensive, but she didn't expect that there would be wine that cost hundreds of thousands of yuan a bottle.
"Is that golden soup?"
"Hey, Mom and Dad, don't worry about the price. We can afford it. Come on, sit down and get ready to eat."
"Okay, okay, I'll go wash my hands first."
"I'll wash one too." The two of them walked into the kitchen to wash their hands.
Su Yang took this opportunity to open a small box at the bottom of the box and took out a golden key from it. Some of the wooden boxes made by Maozi in the 1980s were locked and some were not.
The box Su Yang bought was locked and required a key to open.
He took the slender golden key, inserted it into the keyhole, turned it to the right and opened the wooden box.
In addition to a 500ml bottle of wine, the box also contained two gold-plated cups and a collection certificate.
At this time, Su Dagang had just washed his hands and ran over to take a look: "Let me see what this wine worth hundreds of thousands of yuan looks like."
Su Yang smiled and took out the wine, then took out the collection certificate on the side of the box and opened it.
This collection certificate is also very carefully made. It is not just a few simple pieces of paper, but is embedded in a foldable wooden board.
When the collection certificate is unfolded, there is a 22-gram gold coin stuck on the left side.
There were only these items in the entire box. Su Dagang carefully picked up the bottle, examined it carefully, and shook his head, sighing, "Too extravagant! Such a small bottle of wine actually costs hundreds of thousands."
"Aren't there gold cups and gold coins here? Actually, what's being sold here isn't just the wine itself, but more importantly, the Maozi brand itself, as well as the scarcity and high quality of this bottle of wine. After all, this wine represents the highest level of Maozi winemaking, so it's bound to be very expensive."
Su Dagang nodded: "I understand what you said. It's okay if it's expensive. I just think it's a bit too expensive."
"Haha, it doesn't matter. Just drink it. If it's not enough, I still have a bottle of fifty-year-old."
"There's still a bottle of fifty-year-old wine?" Su Dagang turned around and asked.
"Yeah, I bought a bottle first."
"How about we drink it for fifty years? We can save this bottle and drink it during the Chinese New Year. The main reason is that I really can't bear to drink it. One sip will cost several thousand yuan." Su Dagang said, staring at the bottle.
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