The next morning, Yang Jing first went to Zhang Yiyuan from Dashilan, where he spent 60,000 yuan to buy four kilograms of Mingqian Longjing, and then drove directly to the Palace Museum.

When you come to Yanjing, you have to look at the four future masters, let alone the real apprenticeship ceremony will be held in more than ten days.

The four old men have a common hobby, that is, tea.

It is better to visit the four old men with tea than anything else.

However, this time I came in a hurry and did not say hello in advance. Yang Jing only met Mr. Guo and Mr. Liu in the yard, Cai Yi and Mr. Xiao went to Nanbo to attend a meeting and it would take three or four days to come back.

Both old men were surprised by Yang Jing's arrival and told Yang Jing for a long time. If the two old men had not had anything to do at noon, they would have made a decision and would have refused. They would have to have a meal at noon.

There was nothing wrong in the afternoon, so Yang Jing drove to Tsinghua University. After Wang Jiazan finished class, he took him out for dinner.

"Why are you free to come to Yanjing today?" Wang Jiazan asked Yang Jing.

The two of them found a small restaurant, drank Niu Er and ate a big diarrhea, which was quite comfortable.

"Don't you miss you anymore, come and have a look."

"Tsk, don't talk about those useless things. If you say you want to be a princess, I believe it, why do you miss me? I'm not your wife."

"Haha, in another month and a half, my princess and I will get engaged. How about it, do you envy me?"

"Damn, you animal!" Wang Jiazan gestured to Yang Jing with a middle finger.

"By the way, how are you doing with Princess?"

"It's almost done. Anyway, there are those old men here, so I haven't run away from the doctoral program. As for the princess, there is no problem. Her family's conditions are here. There is no threshold for her to study for a doctoral student."

"Yes." Wang Jiazan added a piece of diarrhea and put it in his mouth and said while eating, "Grandpa's father is now the deputy minister, right?"

"Well, the mayor of a deputy provincial city is definitely at the vice-ministerial level."

"You can do it. The princess' family is so good. Her father is an executive and her mother is a wealthy man. Why did she take a fancy to you?"

"Haha, you're just envious and jealous. But my buddy is not bad now. This is all done by my buddy himself."

Wang Jiazan must be convinced. He may not accept other things, but he is really not convinced.

Back then, there were more than 40 people in their class, and now Yang Jing is the most promising person, and he has also distanced himself from other classmates - a distance that is almost desperate, and he can't even chase him.

"Oh, you're dressing up those antiques now. Do you want to collect old wine?" Wang Jiazan asked after a glass of Yang Jing.

"Old wine? What brand of old wine? Moutai or Wuliangye?"

"Tsk, do you think that there are only Maotai and Wuliangye in your eyes?" Wang Jiazan stabbed Yang Jing, "I don't have the ability to do that kind of old wine. I just take out a bottle and it will cost tens of thousands of dollars. I can't afford that kind of old wine. I'm talking about local wine from Yanjing, which is definitely old wine that is old."

When Yang Jing heard this, he became interested, "Tell me, if you can, it would be great to collect a batch of old wine and store it."

"A little brother in our school's football team is from Niulanshan Town. His grandfather was Fushuncheng's winemaker back then. Before the Japanese devils entered Yanjing City, they brewed wine in Fushuncheng. Later, the old man came out to work alone and brewed wine at his own countryside for takeout. Until the old man passed away after liberation, he saved a lot of old wine at home."

"Hey, this is quite interesting. If you were to say that, the old wines in your little brother's house would be quite valuable. How could he bear to take out?"

"It's not that he is willing to take out. It's the old wine his father found when he was cleaning up the old house, so he planned to sell a batch for some money. This was told by my little brother the day before yesterday. You happen to come here today, so I'll tell you."

"So, your little brother found a lot of old wine at home."

Wang Jiazan nodded and said, "It's true that there are many. My little brother's old man, all of them are doing wine making. It seems that after liberation, it took many years to do it. It was not until three years of natural disasters that there was no food to make wine, so the business was cut off. After three years of natural disasters, their family wanted to regain the business, but in the end, they caught up with the turmoil. Both old men were tortured to death. My little brother's grandmother also committed suicide by hanging herself at home, leaving only my little brother's father and one child at home..."

Yang Jing shook his head speechlessly. In that era, there were so many troubles.

"What's your little brother's name? Why did you only find out the old wine at home now?"

"My little brother is Bi Fucheng..."

Yang Jing almost spit out a mouthful of tea, "Damn, this name is also amazing! Brother Lao Bi?"

Wang Jiazan also smiled and said, "We all say so in our team."

After a pause, Wang Jiazan continued: "Chengzi's father is very lucky. He ate a hundred-family meal in the village and wore a hundred-family clothes. He survived. Later, he married a wife and gave birth to him. However, because the two old men left early, Chengzi's grandmother also went too early. Chengzi's father was only three or four years old at that time, and he didn't know what happened to his family. In addition, his winemaking workshop was smashed by the Red Guards, and the house was taken over by the government, but no one has taken care of it. The house had long collapsed. After the reopening, the government returned the house to Chengzi's father, but Chengzi's father was not married at that time, and he could not repair the old house alone. The house was idle all the time."

"Some time ago, Chengzi's mother didn't know why she remembered that there seemed to be an ancestral house in her house, so she swears Chengzi's father to clean up the house. If she can, she needs it. If she really can't, she will demolish and rebuild it. Anyway, it's okay to build a new house for Chengzi. So Chengzi's father went to the old house by the river. As a result, it doesn't matter if she cleaned up like this. A cellar was found under the half-collapsed house, which was full of wine hidden by Chengzi's grandfather and grandfather back then, with hundreds of jars of wine..."

"Damn, your little brother has been sent out completely. You just said that Bi Fucheng had worked as a brewing master for Fu Shuncheng in his early years. Wouldn't that be the predecessor of Niu Er Brewery?"

Wang Jiazan nodded and said, "That's right, when Niu Er winery was established in 1952, it was founded on the basis of the four pot-pots of Fushuncheng, Kuisheng, Yixin and Gongli. Chengzi's grandfather was in Fushuncheng and later went out to do it alone, which means that the old wines stored in his cellar were Erguotou."

Yang Jing couldn't help but lick his lips and said, "Tsk tsk, Erguotou wine has been hidden in the cellar for decades! If you want, you have to buy hundreds of jars of wine, otherwise I'm sorry for my appetite! We'll leave tomorrow morning. I'll drive here and take your little brother to his house together."

"Hehe, I knew you wouldn't be able to help yourself after hearing this news. You kid liked to drink Erguotou when you were in college. So when Chengzi told me about this, I told him to tell his father that he would never sell the wine and that someone who is not short of money would ask for your wine. So, don't worry, Chengzi's wine at home has not been sold yet."

Yang Jing shook his head and said, "That's not the case. These old wines are extremely rare things. The huge Yanjing City is not short of money. Once others know about this, these wines may not be the share! You must hurry up."

The more Yang Jing said, the more time felt that time was tight. He raised his hand and looked at the watch and said, "No, you can call your little brother now, and we will act this evening."

"No way! There is really no need to be so anxious."

"Listen to me! Let's act this evening! If the matter is done, you can carry five jars back! If you act again tomorrow, these five jars of wine will be gone! You can do it yourself."

"Damn! I'm still bringing this kind of fun? Well! I'll leave at night, and I'll call now."

After the phone call, a guy over 1.8 meters tall ran in panting and complained as soon as he met: "Brother Zan, wouldn't we bring such a playful person? I'm going to ask Zhao Rongrong out. You are so good. With one call, brother's happiness will fly away for the rest of his life! If not, you have to treat you well in the back."

Wang Jiazan repeatedly claimed that "no problem", and then pointed at Yang Jing and introduced: "Chengzi, this is my third brother, the name Yang Jing. My good brother from the upper and lower bunks in four years of college. If you call Brother Yang, then he will buy your wine this time. Third brother, this is Bi Fucheng, Lao Bi's brother, if you call him Chengzicheng."

This young man was very happy. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and shook Yang Jing, and called "Brother Yang".

Yang Jing smiled and said, "Chengzi, do you think I don't look like someone who can afford your wine?"

Cheng Zi hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly, "Brother Yang, I didn't expect you to be so young. I thought Brother Zan brought me a big boss. The wine in my house is not cheap. My father casually found a jar of those old wines and opened it. He asked the master of Niu Er winery to test it. The master said that these wines have been stored for at least sixty years, and they will never take out for a jar without 200,000 yuan."

Yang Jing smiled and said nothing. Wang Jiazan gave Cheng Zi a brainbroken man and said angrily: "Who did you learn this bad habit from? You judge people by your appearance. Let me tell you, my third brother is not ordinary rich. As long as your family has good wine, he will buy 200,000 yuan, and he will buy 300,000 yuan."

As he said that, Wang Jiazan reached out to Yang Jing and said, "Give me the car keys. We both have drunk today. Let Chengzi drive us."

Yang Jing took out the car key and handed it over. When he left the door, Wang Jiazan pressed the remote control. The shiny black Dodge Charger Ditona immediately made two crisp "drip" sounds, and the anti-fog light flashed.

When Cheng Zi saw the car, his eyes suddenly became straight...
Chapter completed!