Chapter 920 Copper Wine Distiller
For some reason, the screen in the live broadcast room suddenly went dark, but Xiao Peng did not turn off the live broadcast, and Xiao Peng's voice could still be heard.
"Sorry! I turned off the camera!" Xiao Peng suddenly cut the camera back to the offline room, and everyone in the live broadcast room could see Xiao Peng's face.
Xiao Peng said, "This 'can' has just been opened, but the contents inside can't be broadcast live to you. Well, the specific situation is quite complicated and I can't explain it directly. Duan Bo has already found something inside with the ROV. The ROV is now returning, and I need to take a look to confirm my guess. Khedira, take the camera and follow me to the rear deck!"
Everyone in the live broadcast room was confused. They didn't know what was going on.
"Why can't we see it?"
"Is there treasure inside?"
"It's very likely!"
"It turns out he's salvaged a lot of good stuff, but he's never had this expression on his face!"
"This must be a good find!"
"He wouldn't be so nervous after catching something good, right? He even turned off the ROV camera? Did he pull up a nuclear bomb?"
"Get out of here, sir. How could a nuclear bomb be placed on a ship over a hundred years old?"
When Xiao Peng reached the stern, the ROV had already emerged from the water. On the deck sat a metal object, more than a meter tall, resembling an oversized pot-bellied teapot. Made of copper, it was covered in rust.
The barrage of comments started to appear.
"What's this?"
"A large copper kettle?"
“It doesn’t seem worth much!”
"You know nothing! This is obviously an antique!"
"How much is a copper kettle over a hundred years old worth? Is it enough to cover the fuel costs for Xiao Peng's two ships?"
"But look at Xiao Peng's expression. When has he ever been so serious?"
Xiao Peng carefully observed the copper pot and suddenly seemed to have discovered something. He wiped the pot carefully and then observed it carefully.
After a while, he sighed and suddenly said, "We're not going to salvage this boat anymore! Everyone, get ready to call it a day and go back to rest!"
"Why don't you fish anymore?"
"This is too sudden!"
Hearing Xiao Peng say this, everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned.
Not to mention them, even Walter, who was holding the bottle of Dom Perignon Platinum Champagne, was stunned: "Boss, you're not going to make money anymore? Then can we open this champagne or not?"
"What are you doing?" Hua Chong jumped down from the winch and said, "Hey, boss, haven't we worked so hard for nothing? All we got out of this whole thing is a big copper kettle?"
Khedira sighed and said, "I still want to try 'Platinum'! I'll save it for when I get rich next time!"
"Leave it for nothing!" Xiao Peng said bluntly, "Open it quickly. I'm feeling upset and want to drink! Send that big copper pot to the bar. I want to take a good look at it!"
"Okay!"
Xiao Peng returned to the bar, opened a glass of champagne, and Khedira handed him a laptop so he could check the livestream. By then, the comments were already flooding the screen.
"Damn, no wonder Xiao Peng didn't broadcast his ship live! Is this a bar on the ship?"
"That's the sofa from Swiss brand DE DEDE! It's known as the 'Rolls-Royce of sofas.' This set of sofas is enough to buy an entire house!"
"Isn't the furnishings in this bar enough to buy a villa in the country?"
"I don't think I can afford it. All the furnishings in this bar are worth at most five million euros."
"Dude, show me 50,000 euros right now! That's so easy!"
"I think it's a good thing that Xiao Peng doesn't live stream his ship."
"That's all you're looking at? Didn't you see the bottle of champagne he just opened?"
"That champagne bottle is quite interesting. The metal outside is so shiny!"
"How could it not be shiny? That's the bottle sheath plated with platinum! The name of that bottle of wine is 'Dom Pérignon Platinum 1995'. It's a limited edition, the real King of Champagne! That's why it's priceless! It was a limited edition to begin with, and after so many years, the ones that remain are treasured."
"Then Xiao Peng opened a bottle directly? That can't be fake, right?"
"A billionaire drinks fake wine? You grew up drinking fake wine, didn't you?"
"He even opened such a precious wine. It seems that the copper pot he just salvaged is very expensive. He must be opening champagne to celebrate!"
Seeing this, Xiao Peng spoke up: "Well, popping the champagne can't really be considered a celebration, but what I just saw has left me feeling a little emotional. Let me show you this copper kettle first."
At this time, Hua Chong and his men brought in a copper kettle. Xiao Peng showed it to them carefully with a camera and said, "This copper kettle is actually nothing special. Let me tell you what it is. It's a still for distilling whiskey. The Irish use this traditional pot still method to brew whiskey. It's slow, but the flavor is pure. The still you see here is small. A large pot still with the pipes on it can be as tall as two or three stories."
"A wine distiller... this shouldn't be valuable, right?" The barrage of comments started to appear.
Xiao Peng explained: "Look here, there is a name engraved on this distiller, called 'Philip Bushmills'. You may not know what this name means, Walter, help me get that bottle of wine."
Walter took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and handed it to him following the direction of Xiao Peng's finger.
Xiao Peng explained, "This is the whiskey that Irish President Michael Higgins gave me. Irish whiskey was once world-renowned, but when Ireland gained independence, they encountered a trade war with Britain, which led to their loss of market share in Britain and its colonies. Later, the US enacted Prohibition, and their whiskey couldn't be sold at all. Later, the Scottish whiskey industry joined forces to buy up Irish distilleries, closing them down as they went. As a result, by 1972, there were only two whiskey distilleries in the whole of Ireland: New Milton and Old Bushmills. The whiskey that Michael Higgins gave me was produced by Bushmills. The name Philip Bushmills engraved on this distiller is one of the founders of Old Bushmills. This is the distiller he used, or he might have been on that ship..."
After listening to Xiao Peng's explanation, the live broadcast room became lively again.
"So this is an Irish national treasure?"
"If nothing else, that old Booth Mills Distillery will definitely buy this distiller for a high price!"
"No wonder they said they wouldn't salvage it anymore. Just getting a distiller like this is enough for the whole thing!"
"We should look for more, maybe there are other treasures!"
After handing the whiskey back to Walter, Xiao Peng took a sip of champagne and said, "Don't worry. I won't sell this distiller. I'll donate it to Ireland. Aren't you curious why I didn't broadcast the situation on the ship? I'll tell you the answer now: the 'Rabbit's Foot' was lying upside down on the seabed. We opened the can from the side of the hull, which means we opened the bottom hold. After opening it, it was full of human remains. These people were drowned alive. The scenes inside are a human tragedy! This glass of wine is a toast to them! May they rest in peace... Wait, I think I made a big mistake!"
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