Yang Jing smiled and waved his hand and said, "Auntie, please don't be busy. I had dinner with my family before coming."
On the other side, Mr. Bi, who was not very talkative, was holding a thermos to make tea. Chengzi hurriedly took it and quickly made two cups of tea and placed them on the coffee table.
Yang Jing thanked him and then said, "Uncle, aunt, I am sorry to bother you today because I heard Jiazan tell me that you found some old wine at home during dinner. I like to collect old wine, so I hurried over. I hope you don't mind."
Bi's mother sat on the sofa opposite and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, what's the trouble with this? Chengzi's father and I welcome you to our home."
Chengzi also sat down. "Dad, Mom, stop talking about those useless things and tell Brother Yang about those old bars. Brother Yang is a busy man. It's not easy for him to take time out to come to our house. Please don't waste Brother Yang's time."
Yang Jing quickly waved his hands and said "It's okay". Wang Jiazan pretended to be dissatisfied and said to Chengzi: "You are trying to drive us away!"
But since Chengzi had said this, Bi's mother and father looked at each other, and then Bi's mother started talking about those old wines.
The situation described by Bi's mother was similar to what Wang Jiazan said at the dinner table that night. Finally, Wang's mother said with some concern: "The day before yesterday, my old man invited a retired master from the winery in town to look at these wines and opened a bottle for testing. The master said that these wines are all from the 1950s and have been stored for more than 60 years. A jar is at least 200,000 yuan."
After a pause, Bi's mother continued, "Xiao Yang, I didn't set the price. A few years ago, the Tong County Winery exhibited a bottle of Xiangyang Erguotou with a 65% alcohol content produced in the late 1960s. That bottle of wine weighed one kilogram and was less than fifty years old. It is said that the price could reach 200,000. Although our wine is not produced by a large winery, a jar weighs two kilograms, and our wine has been stored for even longer, more than 60 years. I think the price of 200,000 is quite fair."
Obviously, Bi's mother was also worried that the price was too high and the young man in front of her could not afford it. After all, a jar of wine cost 200,000 yuan, which was not a small amount. It was not that no one came to look at the wine in the past two days, but because the price was too high, many people only bought one or two jars.
Bi's mother even discussed with Bi's father whether to lower the price. Scarcity makes things valuable. If there were only ten jars of old wine found in the cellar of the old house, then one jar would be sold for 300,000, let alone 200,000 yuan. But now there are more than 200 jars of old wine found in the cellar, and I'm afraid it won't sell for that price.
Yang Jing smiled and said, "Auntie, I wonder if we can go over and take a look at the old wine now? You just said that you have already opened a jar of wine. Can I take a look at that jar of wine first, and then go to the old house to take a look?"
"Okay! Okay! Xiao Yang, wait a moment. I'll bring you the opened jar of wine."
"Mom, I'll go. You stay and talk to Brother Yang." Chengzi said, then turned around and went into another room. After a while, he came out holding a black jar.
Chengzi put the jar on the coffee table and Yang Jing came over.
The jar is made of pottery, which is consistent with the characteristics of the wine containers used by private wineries before and after liberation. After all, porcelain was relatively expensive in that era, and private wineries generally used this kind of self-fired pottery jars to hold wine.
The jar is not very big. Bi's mother just said that a jar can hold two kilograms of wine. Considering the size of this jar, it should be about the same.
The top layer of mud seal on the mouth of the jar has disappeared, and there is some white wax on the edge of the jar lid below the mud seal. It is obvious that this wine jar was sealed with wax first and then sealed with mud on the outside.
He carefully opened the lid of the jar, and immediately, an indescribable mellow aroma rushed out. The smell of wine was so mellow that even Yang Jing couldn't help but take a deep breath.
This aroma is very special, different from the aged sauce-flavor liquor, different from the strong-flavor liquor, and also different from the spicy Erguotou aroma, but it has a unique aroma that only Erguotou has. Anyway, it is a unique aroma, long-lasting, mellow and fragrant......
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