Chu Tian fell silent upon hearing this. Nine yuan and a half? Moutai produced in the 1970s was only nine yuan and a half a bottle now. In a few decades, it would cost at least a thousand yuan a bottle, sometimes tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands. If he didn't accept it, he would feel sorry for his space.
However, only 100 bottles is too little. It's a pity that the transportation is not well developed now. Otherwise, he really wants to go to Guizhou...
Seeing Chu Tian's silence, the man thought he thought it was too expensive, so he quickly said, "Brother, I'm not lying to you. Nine dollars and fifty cents is really a good deal. The special supply ticket is not an ordinary wine ticket. Most people can't get it. On the black market, that ticket alone can be sold for one dollar..."
Chu Tian was silent for a moment before smiling at him. "Okay, then I believe Brother Wang. Brother Wang, you have made an appointment with the other party and sent the wine to your yard, right? I'm going to have dinner now. After dinner, shall we go over there to trade?"
"Okay, I'll go find him right away. He doesn't live in this guesthouse, but in a guesthouse in the east of the city."
The man nodded in surprise. The other party agreed to his request. If he could sell all the bottles at 9.5 yuan a bottle, he would give him 20 cents per bottle as a reward. If he could sell 100 bottles, he would get 20 yuan. He could use the 20 yuan to buy his wife her favorite wool yarn.
There's no way around it. Moutai is really too expensive. Even with a special supply ticket, it costs more than eight yuan, and without a special supply ticket, it costs more than ten yuan on the black market. It's twice as expensive as the Wuliangye from their distillery!
If Chu Tian didn't buy his 100 bottles, it would probably take a long time to sell them on the black market! After all, not everyone in the city is willing to spend a third of their monthly salary to buy a bottle of liquor that doesn't fill them up, even if it's Maotai!
Seeing how happy he was, Chu Tian knew that the other party must have promised him something, otherwise why would he recommend it so actively?
But what does this have to do with him? As long as he can buy it...
Chu Min looked at Chu Tian eating meat in big mouthfuls and couldn't help but asked with a smile, "Little brother, how is it? Is it delicious?"
Chu Tian nodded continuously, "It's delicious. This is the first time I've had such delicious pork elbow."
Chu Min was happy, "If you like it, I'll order another one tomorrow morning!"
"OK."
Chu Min has made a lot of money from driving a sports car in the past two years. Chu Tian roughly calculated that it was at least 7,000 or 8,000 yuan, which was really a lot in this era.
Therefore, since he didn't need the money for this elbow, Chu Tian didn't hesitate.
After dinner, standing at the door of the guesthouse, Chu Tian looked at Chu Min.
"Second brother, why don't you take a rest first? I'm going out for a while!"
Chu Min was surprised, "Going out again?"
Chu Tian smiled and nodded, "Well, something..."
Chu Min glanced up and down at Chu Tian, thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, go ahead. I'll leave the door open for you."
"Okay, I'll be back in two hours at most..."
When Chu Tian found the gate of the yard he came to in the morning based on his memory, they had already arrived.
When the man surnamed Wang opened the door, he saw Chu Tian and quickly welcomed him into the yard.
"Brother, can you check it first?"
"Well, are these all the wines from the same batch?"
Chu Tian asked casually while taking out a few bottles from several wooden frames to check. Seeing that the bottle mouths were intact and there was no sign of unscrewing, and the bottle bodies were also intact, he nodded in his heart with satisfaction.
There is no such thing as using a syringe to punch holes in bottles nowadays...
Another man with a particularly honest and simple appearance quickly spoke up, "No, twenty of them came out a few years ago, and the rest are from this year."
Chu Tian raised an eyebrow, "Why are you still keeping last year's?"
The man scratched his head embarrassedly. "Originally, I didn't want to sell the 20 bottles. I wanted to save them. But my younger brother is old enough, and I want to get him a wife. I'm afraid selling only the 80 bottles won't be enough..."
Chu Tian looked back at him in surprise. He wanted to ask, "Your younger brother's marriage is your parents' business, so why do you need to save money?" However, thinking about this era, all families live together, and it's rare for parents to split up until they pass away...
"Are those from previous years?"
The man immediately pointed to four of the boxes. "These are all bottles from the 1960s. Back then, our winery didn't know what to give out for the Lunar New Year, so we just gave out the wine from the factory every year as a New Year's gift. Our boss even told us to save it, thinking it might be worth money in the future."
"But how is that possible? This wine is produced every year. No matter how valuable it is, how much can it be? A bottle on the black market is only two or three yuan more expensive than the supply and marketing cooperative..."
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Chu Tianxin said that the leaders of your factory were right. As long as you preserve them properly, these twenty bottles of Moutai from the 1960s will appreciate in value by tens of thousands or even millions of times, not to mention hundreds of times.
"Are you sure you want to sell those twenty bottles of wine?"
The man nodded in confusion, "Sell it, what's wrong?"
Chu Tian smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, I'm just afraid that you will regret it later!"
The man looked at Chu Tian in confusion, "What is there to regret? Aren't you going to pay?"
Chu Tian was actually just giving a kind reminder. Hearing him say that, he laughed heartily, "Haha, no money? How could I not give money? Don't worry, I won't do anything against my conscience!"
After he finished speaking, Chu Tian took out more than 900 yuan from his pocket and handed it to him.
"You count them."
When the man saw the large stack of money, his eyes lit up instantly. He rubbed his hands excitedly, then stepped forward to take it. He counted it several times before putting it into the inside pocket of his jacket with satisfaction.
Chu Tian smiled. "How is it? Is the number correct?"
The man nodded, "Yes, yes..."
Chu Tian nodded, and then he looked at the man surnamed Wang, "Brother Wang, you two can go first? I can give you the key tomorrow, okay?"
The man surnamed Wang handed the key to Chu Tian and said, "Okay, we'll go back first."
After they left for about half an hour, Chu Tian closed the door and went out for a long time before coming back. He quickly put all the liquor in the house into the space and put it together with the Wuliangye. After doing all this, he slipped out of the space, locked the gate and walked towards the guesthouse.
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