Siheyuan: Kick the deaf old lady to death with three kicks, it feels so good

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Chen Xiangdong tossed the bottle of 60-year-old Moutai in his hand a few times.

Li San next to him watched intently, afraid of missing any details.

The five-star golden wheel brand, the ceramic bottle body, and the years of baptism on the bottle body do not seem to be fake at all.

Just by looking at it with the naked eye, you can guess that it is most likely authentic.

However, just in case he made a mistake, Li San was ready to take out a magnifying glass and take a closer look.

Li San said to Chen Xiaodong politely.

"What do you call this little brother?"

"Chen Xiangdong."

"Brother Xiangdong, please sit inside. My name is Li San and I am the owner of this store. I am much older than you, so if you don't mind, just call me Third Brother."

Chen Xiangdong smiled when he heard this.

"Since Third Brother has said so, I will respectfully obey your orders."

Then, under the leadership of Li San, the two people came to an office.

Chen Xiangdong was sitting on the sofa, while Li San, who was sitting opposite him, was holding a magnifying glass and observing the 60s Moutai bottle carefully.

Chen Xiangdong was not in a hurry. He sat on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and watched videos of luxury cars and villas.

Before leaving, Chen Xiangdong learned online that a bottle of 60-year-old Moutai could be sold at an auction for a sky-high price of 120 million yuan.

If it weren't auctioned, one bottle would sell for at least 100 million.

He has 30 bottles of Moutai and more than 40 small yellow croakers. Each small yellow croaker weighs 100 grams, and 40 small yellow croakers means 4000 grams. At the recycling price of 1 yuan per gram, they can be sold for 500 million yuan. With the 200 bottles of Moutai, these can be sold for at least 30 million yuan.

It’s not excessive to see luxury cars and villas nowadays.

Soon, a villa in P City caught Chen Xiangdong's attention. The villa was located in the prosperous area of ​​P City, and the selling price per square meter was as high as 8 yuan. The whole villa would cost at least 1800 million yuan.

I decided to go with this set. If the Moutai is sold out soon, I will go and buy it in full.

At this time, Li San on the opposite side put a magnifying glass on the table.

At this moment, he was ecstatic, but he still suppressed his inner joy on his face and appeared calm as much as possible.

He knew that at this time, he could not show too happy, otherwise he would easily be led by the customers.

Li San said.

"Moutai is real, the ones from the 60s are real."

"Brother Xiangdong, I just heard you say that you have more than one bottle of Moutai from the 60s?"

Chen Xiangdong nodded and said.

"Yes, there aren't that many bottles in total, only about 30."

Li San was shocked when he heard this, his face full of disbelief.

“How much more???”

"30 bottles of Moutai? And they're all from the 60s?"

Chen Xiangdong nodded.

Then Chen Xiangdong stretched out his hand and gestured the price he wanted to sell.

"I know there was a news report some time ago that a bottle of Moutai from the 60s was sold for 120 million yuan. I know that was just an auction. It is impossible to sell it at such a high price through normal channels."

"3000 million. If you agree, I will sell this batch of Moutai to you. If you can't give me this price, I will have to ask somewhere else."

"And it has to be in cash, the kind that arrives immediately!"

After saying that, Chen Xiangdong was not in a hurry. He crossed his legs and waited for Li San's reply.

Li San knew that this was his chance to make a fortune.

Unfortunately, he didn't have that much cash.

A price of 100 million for a bottle is not expensive. As long as you buy it and then sell it, you can make at least or per bottle, even is not impossible.

After thinking for a while, Li San stood up from the sofa, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Chen Xiaodong.

"Brother Xiangdong, wait here for a minute. I'm going to go out and answer a call."

After saying that, Li San hurriedly walked out of the room, took out his phone, and prepared to call one of his wealthy old customers.

People who work in this industry always get to know some wealthy bosses and buy ancient liquors of various ages for them.

"Hello, is this Mr. Wang? I'm San Li San."

"Mr. Wang, didn't you see a bottle of Moutai from the 60s at an auction last time and said you wanted to buy one to try? I found this wine for you today, and it's not just one bottle."

"There are thirty bottles in total!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang. I've been in this business for so many years, and I've never cheated you before. I guarantee it."

Then, Li San paused, looked behind him to make sure the office door was closed, then he covered his hand and continued talking on the phone.

"But they need full payment in cash. One bottle costs 108 million, so the total is 3240 million."

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then Li San's ecstatic expression was seen.

It was obvious that the deal was done.

Li San could no longer conceal his joy and could not help but jump at the door and make a "yeah" gesture.

The success of this deal is at least equal to the profit he made in the first two years of running the store.

Back in the house, Chen Xiangdong was still sitting on the sofa, but what puzzled him was that there was originally only one bottle of Moutai on the table, but now there were 30 bottles.

Where did so much wine come from? It’s impossible for just one backpack to hold so much, right?

Li San's brain seemed to have crashed.

After a long while, he shook his head and said, "Who cares? As long as there is money to be made, it's fine."

Chen Xiangdong in the room heard exactly what Li San had been talking about outside the door just now.

After all, he had taken the Body Tempering Pill. Did he really think that he could prevent himself from hearing it by covering his phone and lowering the volume?

Are you thinking too much?

Chen Xiangdong didn't care and asked Li San to continue checking each bottle of Moutai.

If he hadn't heard his voice and negotiated successfully, he wouldn't have taken out all the Moutai liquor. However, Li San was still a bit greedy. He actually made 80,000 yuan from just one bottle of liquor!

Li San took a magnifying glass and kept observing each bottle of Moutai. With the experience of the first bottle, he now checked faster.

In a short while, all 30 bottles of Moutai were checked.

Then he took out his cell phone and took a picture before talking to Chen Xiangdong.

"Brother Xiangdong, I want all 30 bottles of Moutai. I'll transfer the money to you right away. Send me your card number and I'll transfer the money to you later."

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