There were obviously not many cars on the highway on weekdays. Xia Yu reduced the speed to below 300kmh and did not need to be as focused as before. However, he glanced at the fuel gauge and saw that the tank, which had three-quarters of fuel at the start, was now only one-quarter left.
"Old Ji, please stop at the gas station ahead. I'm out of gas."
"Let you waste your energy. No amount of oil will be enough for you to burn."
Ji Yang said gloatingly.
Although he doesn't drive fast, he saves fuel!
"It's not a big deal about the gas money, but it's annoying to have to keep filling up the tank."
Xia Yu said with emotion.
He used to read infinite flow novels, and the protagonists all had Desert Eagles equipped with unlimited magazines as standard. It would be great if the fuel tank also had foldable space, so he could at least hold 10,000 liters of gasoline.
They soon arrived at the gas station. The two men slowed down to a safe speed, drove off the highway one after the other, and turned into the gas station.
Unlike in China, labor costs are relatively high abroad, and most gas stations are self-service, which means you have to refuel yourself.
The gasoline grades are also different. Xia Yu had checked it in advance on his mobile phone. SuperPlus is 98 and Super is 95. The price is more expensive than in China because the highway maintenance fees are included in the gasoline price.
It feels great to speed on the road, but tears fall when you cheer yourself up. This is what Chinese people are talking about, right?
Xia Yu doesn't mind the high price of gas, he just finds it troublesome to refuel. A full tank of SuperPlus should be enough to drive all the way to Frankfurt.
"Come on, we'll be there around ten, and we can still shop around for a while before having lunch."
"no problem!"
The two men got back into the car, turned back onto the highway, and continued to speed towards Frankfurt.
At 10:08 am, they finally arrived at Klassikstadt, a suburb of Frankfurt, an agricultural machinery factory built in 1910. After being abandoned, it was converted into the current classic car center.
The place is a bit remote and its fame is only spread within the circle. After all, classic cars are only a niche culture even in Europe.
Driving the car into the old factory, the atmosphere of the last century hit them in the face. Everywhere was parked classic car models that had appeared in old movies. Some were recognized by Xia Yu, while others he couldn't name. In short, they had come to the right place today.
There is an old tractor parked on the welcome sign at the entrance. Its classic bright red color and classic round shape make it clear at first glance that it is a Porsche tractor.
Looking closer, it's the top-of-the-line Master version, with a four-cylinder air-cooled diesel engine that can provide up to 50 horsepower of power.
After all, for a classic tractor produced in 1956, having 50 horsepower is already very good, but compared with the Lamborghini Nitro that Xia Yu bought before, it would be better for it to be put in a museum.
"Old Ji, this tractor looks good. How about taking it back and making it the treasure of my Porsche showroom?"
Xia Yu asked Ji Yang for his opinion.
Because the Porsche 918 "degenerated" and became a hybrid, he still doesn't own a Porsche. But when it comes to sentiment, Porsche has produced many good cars, so he must reserve a showroom for it.
"Sure, this car is not expensive and it looks good. I will definitely buy it."
Ji Yang expressed his own views.
He could afford it, but he didn't have as much space as Xia Yu could put it in.
"Okay, let's get one after a break!"
Xia Yu said he would get it and he got it immediately. The two continued to walk into the factory and entered from the first floor gate. What they saw was an old fifth-generation Phantom, produced in 1964, with a listed price of only 129,000 euros.
Don’t you think it’s cheap?
The key point is that three of the four floors of the factory are filled with such cheap old cars.
It is unrealistic to buy them all, so Xia Yu can only pick out some cars that he likes, such as the Bugatti Type 35 at the corner, which is known as the "Golden Age".
The slender body, the cockpit like an old fighter plane, and the iconic pig nose (horseshoe-shaped) air intake grille make it clear at first glance that it is a Bugatti.
But the Type 35 is not just an ordinary old Bugatti. It won the famous Targa Florio competition for five consecutive years from 1925 to 1929. The championship in 1928 and 1929 was won by a legendary driver named Albert Divo.
That’s right, Xia Yu’s Bugatti Divo was named after this driver to commemorate his contribution to Bugatti’s history.
Buy it!
Be sure to buy it!
After confirming that this was a Type 35, Xia Yu made the decision without even thinking about it.
He called the staff to ask about the price and learned that he could take this legendary racing car home for only 1.2 million euros.
Compared to the Bugatti Divo which costs 5 million euros before tax, this price is really too cheap. Xia Yu can buy a dozen without blinking an eye, but for a Legend, one is enough!
He paid for it by swiping his card. The staff then enthusiastically introduced the Bugatti Type 49 and Type 57 to him. However, Xia Yu didn't have much feeling for these two cars and could only thank them for their kindness.
From the first floor to the second floor, there were many classic cars of brands that Xia Yu did not recognize. Ji Yang knew two of them and introduced them to Xia Yu as they walked.
"Look at this Bizzarrini. Like Lamborghini, it was created to fight Ferrari to the death. But Lamborghini won, and it didn't."
"This Triump TR6 is a British car, from the same era as Mercedes-Benz, but it went bankrupt after a century."
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