Chapter nine hundred and thirty-six friends, which way are you on?
Young Master Tang was speechless when he heard this. Three yuan instantly turned a peasant uncle into a multi-millionaire. It was also promoted by the TV station. It would be strange if people with dreams of getting rich didn't flock here...
Think about it, everyone eats from the ground, and if they suddenly become multi-millionaires, how can the people around them feel balanced?
It must not be done, so many people came to Liulichang with the mentality of picking up leaks, so the small vendors in Liulichang became the biggest beneficiaries...
Faced with customers who didn’t know anything about antiques, they started to cheat...
No wonder I didn’t see any genuine products along the way. Not to mention they were all fakes, and they were all old...
I'm afraid that in the eyes of people who really don't understand, as long as they are old things, they should be antiques...
Sure enough, honest people are easy to fool...
Young Master Tang sighed with emotion...
Of course, no one could have imagined that the Mingchenghua Doucai Chicken Cup that was sold for tens of millions of dollars would be worth more than twenty times ten years later, and would be used by a rich man in Shanghai for more than two hundred million dollars.
After buying it for the price, I have to sigh, these days, money means being willful...
Spending more than 200 million yuan to buy a cup, the value of this cup, any metaphor of gold is insulting it...
"Well, it turns out that's the case. No wonder there are so many people..." Young Master Tang said speechlessly.
"Well, it's funny to say that after the farmer appeared on TV, he was actually recognized by the small vendor. After knowing that a farmer used three yuan from his stall to pick up a large leak worth tens of millions, he actually cleaned it up.
I packed up my things, packed up and left..." Mr. Lin said with a smile.
"Haha, I'm afraid the first is regret, and the second is that I can't play anymore..."
"He is an antique dealer, but he let a farmer pick it up. If he keeps doing it, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold his head high in the market for the rest of his life..." Mr. Tang laughed.
"Well, that's the truth." Mr. Lin nodded.
"I said, Old Man Lin, you have hidden a lot of good tea. Our brothers have done you such a big favor, how much have you lost, and you still don't show any sign of it? Isn't it too boring?" Ye Qun said.
"Fifth brother, what are you talking about? Sit down..." Young Master Tang looked at Mr. Lin awkwardly...
What can Young Master Tang do with such a brother on the stand...
"Haha, he was right this time. I was stingy. By helping me so much, you have saved my Xuan Baozhai and the reputation of this old guy for the rest of his life. You must be a good tea waiter!" Lin
The old man laughed.
He is also a well-known collector and antique appraisal expert in the capital. Although he used to have his eyes pierced when he was young, as he grows older, he rarely does it again after opening this Xuan Baozhai.
If I hadn't happened to meet these two brothers today, I might not have been able to keep Xuan Baozhai in the evening...
After all, five million in funds is not a small amount...
"How embarrassing is this, Mr. Lin, please stop working..." Young Master Tang said.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I have to be polite. Old man Lin, hurry up and serve some good tea, I'm thirsty..." Ye Qun on the side interrupted...
"Tang Fei, you are not as free and easy as your brother. You should drink this tea, and you must drink it!" Boss Lin smiled and took out a small bag wrapped in silk from the hidden compartment behind him...
Opening the package, three smaller packages appeared. Boss Lin opened one of the packages, and a small piece of dark red tea cake appeared in front of several people...
"Haha, Pu'er tea, you know your taste..." Ye Qun chuckled.
Although the best Dahongpao and the best Yuqian Longjing are by no means worse than the tea cake in front of me, they feel different. After all, I have the two teas in front of me at home, but I don’t have this Pu’er.
…
After the last time I drank it, I still remember the taste...
"Haha, that's all. The other two small bags are the two kinds of tea you gave me." Mr. Lin said with a smile.
"Well, just Pu'er, this one is better, I drink less..." Ye Qun said.
On the other side, Lao Wan’s eyes almost popped out...
Damn it, why are you so extravagant to drink this kind of antique...
Although he is cheating, he has to deal with these old guys in the antique street and get close to each other. How can he do it if he has no skills? So they are also very powerful in their eyes. Although there is only a small piece of this tea cake left,
From the lingering fragrance and the color of the tea cake, you can tell that this is no ordinary Pu'er...
Aren't you afraid of losing your life if you drink this kind of tea?
You must know that this Pu'er is different from ordinary tea. It is considered an antique and has been preserved for a long time, decades or even hundreds of years. It is simply an antique in tea...
Don't look at it. It's just such a small amount. It doesn't cost tens of thousands of dollars. You can't afford it at all. The most important thing is that this kind of tea is like an antique. It is left by our ancestors. If you drink a little or a little, you have no place to replenish it.
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The tea brewed with this kind of tea leaves is only a small cup and costs less than a few thousand yuan. You can’t even see a drop of tea leaves...
A cup of tea costing several thousand yuan is not your big teapot, but a small cup used to make Kung Fu tea. I'm afraid it only costs about one or two yuan in a lifetime...
Damn, this is more expensive than Maotai that has been aged for decades...
"Haha, I knew that when you come to my place, you definitely don't want to drink the other two kinds of tea!" Mr. Lin said with a smile.
When Lao Wan heard this, he looked towards the other two small bags. If they could be put together with this Pu'er, the other two bags of tea might be about the same. Although they were only small bags, they were enough to arouse Lao Wan's greed...
There are many rich people these days, but this kind of top-quality tea is limited...
"Hey, hurry up and brew it, I can't wait any longer." Ye Qun said with a smile.
There are many steps to brewing Kung Fu tea. Mr. Lin is not only interested in collecting, but also a master of tea ceremony. They saw this when they came here last time.
First, he boiled a small pot of water. Mr. Lin carefully broke off a small amount from the tea cake, which was not that big in the first place...
"Old man, why are you so stingy..." Ye Qun said with disdain.
When Mr. Lin heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched twice and ignored him...
Just kidding, I got this kind of tea by chance last time. This is it. I drank it all in one go. If I want to taste this tea in the future, I will never be able to taste it...
After going through the complicated process, Mr. Lin poured a cup for each of Young Master Tang, Ye Qun and himself...
"Mr. Lin, can you..." Lao Wan suddenly said...
Tang Da saw this and laughed. This guy actually wanted to drink tea...
"Go away, don't urinate and take a photo. Do you deserve to drink this kind of tea?" Before Mr. Lin could say anything, Ye Qun was even more anxious than him and started to curse...
There was already little tea, and Ye Qun didn't feel like he had enough to drink. This liar wanted to get involved, so it's no wonder Ye Qun wasn't popular...
Mr. Lin glanced at Mr. Wan and remembered that he was almost defrauded of five million before, and his face suddenly became cold...
Good tea is for entertaining friends, not for entertaining white-eyed wolves...
"You can't drink this first cup, right?" Young Master Tang said with a smile.
I remember there is such a rule in the tea ceremony, it seems to be whether to wash the tea or the cup...
"Hey, I can't drink it, it's just a pity..." Ye Qun sighed and looked at the tea cup in his hand, but then poured it away...
The reason is very simple. It is important to drink the best taste of something, so as not to waste it...
Mr. Lin also sighed and poured out the cup in his hand...
In the Tang Dynasty, when the situation was rare, he followed the local customs...
Lao Wan on the side bared his teeth...
Damn, a bunch of losers, just like that, good tea worth at least tens of thousands of dollars was thrown away in vain...
If you think it's not good, you can give it to me, I don't mind it...
However, no one paid attention to this guy...
"This second cup, well, it smells so good!"
"The tea is good, Lao Lin's purple sand teapot is good, and his tea making skills are better!" Ye Qun sighed after taking a careful sip.
"Haha, you kid, drink your tea..." Mr. Lin said with a smile.
Soon, you have a cup, I have a cup, and then I ask Mr. Lin for a refill...
The pot is not big to begin with, but with just two cups per person, the entire pot of tea is gone...
Then proceed to inject boiling water for the second time!
Share tea again!
The tea this time tasted a little lighter than the ones I drank before, but of course it was still a very good tea!
In this way, the teapot is filled with water three times in a row, and after each person drinks six cups of tea, the tea tasting is officially over...
"The fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth. The taste is really nostalgic. Old man Lin, don't you still have a lot of it there? It's enough to do it twice. Come on, you're welcome..." Ye Qun said.
"Just give up on this idea, unless I die!" Mr. Lin shook his head resolutely...
Good things cannot be enjoyed all at once, otherwise, it will be struck by lightning!
Young Master Tang was speechless when he heard this. It was just a bag of tea. As for this? Living or dead, is it too exaggerated...
However, at this moment, Mr. Lin's phone rang...
"Boss, there are a few people below who say they are looking for you."
"Well, let them come up." Mr. Lin nodded.
Young Master Tang smiled when he heard this, the real master is finally coming...
"Hehe, I just don't know who is coming..." Ye Qun chuckled.
Lao Wan, on the other hand, looked arrogant and arrogant, which made people feel uncomfortable and wanted to beat him up...
Soon, the sound of kicking came from the stairs below...
Judging from the sound, there seemed to be quite a few people coming up, at least five or six. Fortunately, the second floor of Xuanbaozhai was much larger than my master's second-floor workshop. Otherwise, with so many people coming in, I'm afraid it would still be difficult.
Can't squeeze in...
"Brother Qiang, you're here..." Seeing the person coming, Lao Wan hurriedly greeted him...
"Lao Wan, this matter was not handled well. Why, are these the people?" Wucuo Novel Network did not skip the words. The Qiangzi looked at Young Master Tang and the others and said.
"Well, that's them. They gave me a few conditions, and I've already told you on the phone." Lao Wan said.
"Haha, friend, which road are you on?" Qiangzi said with a smile.