In fact, the more than two million yuan that Wu Zhenda received from selling the house has been spent long ago, and now he only has hundreds of thousands left on hand. Wu Feng's car was bought with a loan.
But this does not prevent him from showing his superiority in front of Wu Bei. After all, in his eyes, "fake luxury cars" are definitely not as good as his BMW X1.
Wu Bei waved to Gangzi, who immediately ran over.
"Go and bring two boxes of Maotai."
Gangzi nodded and ran to the car to grab a drink.
When they heard that Wu Bei had taken Moutai, Wu Feng and his cousins were all startled. Moutai is not cheap now, what kind of wine can he get?
Wu Liansheng and others also stopped, wanting to take a look at what kind of Moutai Wu Bei had. After all, Moutai is different from Moutai. There are bottles worth hundreds of yuan, and bottles worth tens of thousands of yuan.
When Gangzi brought the wine over, Wu Feng glanced at the words on the box. He suddenly laughed, patted the wine box, and said, "Moutai aged for thirty years? Wu Bei, do you know how much this wine costs?"
Bottle?"
Wu Bei didn't remember clearly, and said: "It seems to be more than 10,000."
Wu Feng sneered: "The market price is about 15,000 bottles. If you have six bottles in this box, that's 90,000! I said to Wu Bei, it doesn't matter if you can't afford better gifts. Get two boxes of fake wine, then
That’s boring, do you think I’ve never drank 30-year-old Moutai?”
After hearing this, Wu Bei opened the box with a swipe of his finger, took out a bottle of Moutai in a gift box, and opened the Moutai on the spot.
As soon as the bottle cap was opened, the rich aroma immediately wafted out. Wu Liansheng couldn't help sniffing his nose a few times, and his eyes suddenly shone.
He is a lover of wine. He has indeed drunk this 30-year-old Moutai, but he only drank it once, but he will never forget it. So after just one sniff, he knew it was the real thing!
Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, Wu Bei frowned and said, "It seems to be true. Sorry, I may have been deceived." Then he asked Gangzi to carry the remaining wine back to the car.
Wu Liansheng quickly shouted: "It doesn't matter if the fake wine smells good to me, just move it to my house."
Wu Bei glanced at Wu Liansheng and said sternly: "Grandpa, how can my grandson give you fake wine to drink? If something goes wrong with drinking, I will be guilty of a big sin." As he said that, he insisted on Gangzi putting the wine back in the car.
and asked him to change two more boxes of tea leaves.
Wu Liansheng's face turned dark, and he glared at Wu Feng fiercely. But since Wu Feng said that the wine was fake, he could no longer say that the wine was real. After all, he had to save face for his grandson.
Gangzi put the wine back and brought two more boxes of tea. The packaging of the tea was made of kraft paper without a trademark or text, and it only weighed two kilograms.
He smiled and said: "The wine is fake, but this tea must be real. This is the top-quality Mingqian Longjing I asked a friend to purchase. It costs 80,000 yuan per pound. It tastes very good."
This time it was Wu Feng's father's turn. Wu Zhenda shook his head. He looked at Wu Bei with disdain and said: "Xiao Bei, can you stop being so exaggerated? The best Longjing, 80,000 pounds! Look at yourself, like
Are you someone who can afford 80,000 pounds of tea?"
Wu Bei looked down at himself and said helplessly: "Second uncle, you mean that this tea is also fake?"
Wu Zhenda sneered: "Is there any need to say it?"
Wu Bei opened the paper bag, and inside were small paper bags, each containing only five grams of tea. He tore open a bag of tea, and the rich and sweet tea fragrance was immediately released.
Wu Liansheng not only loved wine, but also tea. He grabbed the bag of tea, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, his eyes widened immediately.
Wu Zhenda said: "Dad, is it fake? Haha, this kid is really hopeless. He always uses fake things to deceive his elders. Isn't it interesting?"
Wu Bei threw the tea leaves to Gangzi, then waved his hand: "Put it back. Don't take the remaining gifts."
Gangzi nodded, hugged the tea leaves and returned to the car, with a mocking smile on his lips. He said to himself that these idiots couldn't recognize the good things in front of them. It must be a lie!
Wu Liansheng couldn't pretend any longer and shouted: "You two fart! That Moutai is real, and so is the tea!"
Wu Zhenda and Wu Feng were both stunned and looked at Wu Liansheng blankly.
Wu Liansheng coughed and said, "Xiao Bei, your filial piety makes grandpa very happy. Please let this young man carry his things home."
Wu Bei smiled and said: "Grandpa, no matter whether those things are true or false, they are actually not valuable. The birthday gift I want to give you today is precious."
He took out a box and when he opened it, he found a blood-red, Ganoderma-like thing inside, which gave off a strange smell.
Then Wu Kangkang came closer and smelled it, turned away quickly, and said: "What the hell, it smells like shit! Wu Bei, what the hell are you picking? Isn't it some poisonous wild Ganoderma lucidum?"
Wu Bei said seriously: "This is not wild Ganoderma, this is called Blood Lingzhi, and it is a priceless treasure. As long as it is taken correctly, it can make ordinary people live a hundred years. And this thing is very valuable. You can't buy it without tens of millions."
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Even Wu Liansheng didn't believe what he said. He looked at "Xue Zhi" and couldn't help but frown and said, "Wu Bei, keep this for yourself. I only want Maotai wine and Longjing tea."
Wu Bei sighed, and finally asked: "Grandpa, this is a good thing, do you really don't want it?"
If Wu Liansheng hadn't seen Maotai and the best Longjing, he would have cursed him a long time ago. He said patiently: "No! What do I want it for?"
Wu Bei sighed softly. He put the blood sesame into the box again and put it in his pocket. Then he said to Gangzi: "Gangzi, bring two boxes of wine to my grandfather and two kilograms of tea to the hotel."
Gangzi nodded, picked up his things again, and followed Wu Bei.
Second uncle Wu Zhenye saw Gangzi running around like an errand, so he asked curiously: "Xiaobei, who are you, this young man?"
Wu Bei: "My driver."
Behind him, a girl who was the same age as Wu Mei laughed out loud.
Wu Mei remained silent for a long time, but finally couldn't help it anymore and said: "Why are you laughing? He is my driver."
The girl was the fourth uncle Wu Zhenzong and his daughter, named Wu Meng. She curled her lips and said, "There's still a driver! With your shabby car, does it need a driver?"
After all, Wu Mei is a girl at heart, so she argued: "That's not a broken car, that's a niche brand Wodun, a bulletproof car worth hundreds of millions."
This time even Wu Feng and Wu Kangkang burst into laughter. They didn't believe Wu Mei's words at all.
Wu Mei was so angry that her stomach hurt and she wanted to continue explaining, but she didn't know how to say it.
Wu Bei patted her little hand and signaled not to speak, so Wu Mei had to endure it.
Zhang Li then handed everything over to her son Wu Bei and followed behind silently.
We finally arrived at the hotel. This is a high-end hotel, and the cost is not low. A banquet costs at least 3,000 to 4,000 yuan. If you order some expensive food and wine, it is not unusual to spend more than 10,000 yuan.
The table was oversized and could seat dozens of people. Everyone sat down one after another. Wu Bei, Zhang Li, and Wu Mei sat together, near the door.
Soon, the birthday cake was delivered and the birthday party began.
Wu Liansheng couldn't wait to open a bottle of aged Moutai, and immediately, the distant aroma of the wine wafted out.