"Brother, Zan, my dear brother! Is this your car?" Cheng Zi stuttered a little, "Damn, Dominic Toledo's car! There are not many cars in Yanjing, right?"

Wang Jiazan patted Cheng Zi's back and said with a smile: "When did you see me driving this car? I can't afford to drive this car. This is the authentic Dodge Charger Ditona produced in 1969. It's a classic car. Brother Zan, I don't have the money. This is your Brother Yang's car."

"Damn, Brother Yang is so awesome!" Cheng Zi gestded at Yang Jing with a big thumbs up.

Yang Jing smiled, "Is it okay to drive this car? This car is not small, so keep your feet steady when you recharge the accelerator later."

"Okay, Brother Yang, don't worry. I have also driven an imported Grand Cherokee. That thing has a displacement of 6.4 and is very strong."

Wang Jiazan handed the key to Cheng Zi, and Cheng Zi sat up happily. He was on fire and recharged the accelerator slightly, and the roar like a cannon suddenly made the passers-by around him turn back.

After pulling out the seat of the co-pilot, Yang Jing got into the back seat, Wang Jiazan sat directly in the co-pilot position, Cheng Zi said excitedly: "Brother, this car is so exciting! This is the car driven by the big man! When I watched "Fast Stimulation" two years ago, I felt that the warmat that the bald man played Dominic Toledo was very enjoyable. I could only think about this car in my dreams before, but I didn't expect that I could drive this car with my own hands today! Damn! Damn! So exciting!"

Yang Jing smiled and said, "Don't be too excited, just keep your feet relaxed."

"Oh, don't worry, Brother Yang, I have more than three years of driving experience." Cheng Zi nodded seriously and said, "Brother Yang, this car costs hundreds of thousands of dollars, right? This car is very rare in China."

"Well, it's almost the same. I spent 700,000 yuan just to buy a car. Including repairs, it's about one million dollars. This car is a classic car, and it's not much in the United States. It's a lucky thing to find such a car. When I entered Beijing two days ago, I almost couldn't get the temporary pass. The car's displacement is too large and the displacement is a bit over the standard..."

"Well, Brother Yang, don't pay attention to those grandchildren. Those grandchildren are holding chicken feathers as command arrows. Your car's emissions exceed the standard, how do you calculate the big cars that come to Beijing at night?" Cheng Zi was Men Qing about this, but he obviously didn't want to say more about this, but asked, "Brother Yang, let's go now?"

"Well, let's go. It will take more than an hour to get to your house. It's past seven o'clock, so don't make it too late."

"Don't worry, Brother Yang, it doesn't matter if you can't leave at night. There are places at home. You and Brother Zan are enough for one single room." Cheng Zi said, carefully hanging in the gear and the car drove out steadily.

This is a desperate situation when walking on the Fourth Ring Road. Chengzi drove directly to the Fifth Ring Road, then turned to the Jingcheng Expressway, got off the Jiefang Village Bridge, and took Changjin Road. It took more than an hour to reach Shijiakou Village where Chengzi's family is located.

Shijiakou Village is on the north side of Niulanshan Town, where Chaobai River and Huai River meet, and the village is located on the west bank of Chaobai River.

"I heard from my dad that the village and the town are not connected to each other, but with the development of urbanization in recent years, our village has become a part of the town." Cheng Zi drove his car steadily along the flat road while telling Yang Jing and Wang Jiazan about the situation at home.

"My family is in the village now, but my ancestral home is on the Huaihe embankment to the north of the village. The old wine was found in the cellar of the ancestral home. The cellar was quite large and the entrance was covered by the collapsed old house. If my father hadn't wanted to build a new house on the old house, he wouldn't have found the cellar of hiding wine. When my grandfather and my grandmother passed away, my dad was still young and wouldn't remember what happened in the old house at all."

"Your dad is the only one?" Yang Jing asked curiously.

"Well, my dad is the only child, mainly because my grandfather and my grandmother passed away too early. My dad was in 1960s. It was because my grandparents went there early. My dad didn't marry my mom until he was in his thirties."

Yang Jing smacked his tongue. Cheng Zi's father was older than his father. But it was inevitable that it would be difficult for an orphan to survive. It was already very good to get married in his thirties.

The car turned around the edge of the village and finally drove in along a small alley.

Cheng Zi’s parents were obviously surprised by Cheng Zi’s sudden return. The thin father asked his son: “Why are you back at this time? It’s not a weekend. If you come back now, wouldn’t you delay class tomorrow?”

On the other hand, the tall mother Bi pulled Bi's father and smiled at Yang Jing and Wang Jiazan, "Yeah, Jiazan, you are here too? Who is this?"

Cheng Zi’s parents are a bit funny when they stand together. Bi’s father is thin and short, which may have a lot to do with his inability to keep up with his nutrition when he was a child. However, Bi’s mother is big and thick, and her body is a circle bigger than Bi’s father.

Compared with Bi's father who is not very talkative, Bi's mother is obviously more sleek in dealing with people. Obviously, Bi's mother seems very enthusiastic about Wang Jiazan, who can help her son in school.

"Mom, dad, I won't introduce Brother Zan. You both know each other. This is a good brother from Brother Zan's bunks in college, Yang Jing and Yang. I brought Brother Yang here this time because Brother Yang wants to buy the old wines from our house."

When his son said this, the smiles on Bi's father and Bi's mother even more intense.

"Xiao Yang, my family praises, have you two eaten? If you haven't eaten, my aunt will give you some notes."

Yang Jing smiled and waved his hand and said, "Auntie, don't be busy. I've had dinner with my family before coming."

Over there, Bi's father, who was not very talkative, was carrying a thermos to make tea. Chengzi hurriedly took it over, quickly brewed two cups of tea and placed it on the tea table.

Yang Jing thanked him and then said, "Uncle, aunt, today I came to disturb you. The main reason is that during dinner, I heard from Jiazhe that you found some old wine at home. I like to collect old wine, so I rushed over and asked you two not to mind."

Bi's mother sat on the sofa opposite and smiled, "Look at what you said, is there any trouble? If you can come to your house, Chengzi and his father welcome you."

Cheng Zi also sat down, "Dad and Mom, don't talk about those useless things, hurry up and tell Brother Yang about the old bars. Brother Yang is a busy person. It is not easy to take time to come to our house for a special trip. Don't waste Brother Yang's time."

Yang Jing waved his hand and said, "It's okay." Wang Jiazan pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "You kid are you driving us away!"

However, since Chengzi said this, after Bi's mother and Bi's father looked at each other, Bi's mother spoke up about the old wines.

The situation Bi's mother said was similar to what Wang Jiazan said at the dinner table in the evening. Finally, the Queen Mother said with some concern: "The day before yesterday, my old man invited a retired master from the winery in the town to see the wines, and opened a bottle for inspection. The master said that these wines were all wines for more than 50 years and have been stored for more than 60 years, and a jar can cost at least 200,000 yuan."

After a pause, Bi's mother continued, "Xiao Yang, this price is not my reservation. A few years ago, the county winery exhibited a bottle of Xiangyang brand Erguotou produced in the late 1960s. The bottle of wine was filled with one pound and stored for less than fifty years. It is said that the price can reach 200,000. Although our wine is not produced by a large winery, it is two pounds per jar, and our family has been stored for a longer time, for more than 60 years. I think the price of 200,000 is quite reasonable."

Obviously, Bi's mother was also worried that the price was too high and the young man in front of her could not afford it. After all, a jar of wine of 200,000 yuan is not a small number. No one has come to see the wine these two days, but the result is that because the price is too high, many people only bought one or two jars and went back.

Bi's mother even discussed with Bi's father whether to reduce the price. Scarcity is expensive. If the old wine found in the cellar of the old house only has about ten jars of old wine, then a jar will be worth 200,000, not to mention 200,000 yuan, many people will grab it for 300,000 yuan. But now there are about 200 jars of old wine found in the cellar, so the price may not be sold.

Yang Jing smiled and said, "Auntie, I wonder if we can go over and see the old wine now? You said just now that you have opened a jar of wine. Can I take a look at the jar of wine first and then go to the old house to take a look?"

"Cheng!Cheng! Xiao Yang, wait a moment, I will bring you the jar of opened wine."

"Mom, I'll go, you'll talk to Brother Yang." Cheng Zi said, then turned around and got into another room. In a short while, he walked out with a black jar.

Chengzi put the jar on the coffee table, and Yang Jing got it over.

The jars are made of ceramic, which is very consistent with the characteristics of the wine container used in private breweries before and after the liberation. After all, in that era, porcelain was also relatively expensive. Generally, private wineries used this kind of clay pot made by themselves to hold wine.

The jar is not very big. Bi’s mother just said that one jar serves two kilograms of wine. Just like this jar, it should be similar.

The layer of mud seal at the top of the jar's mouth is gone, and there is some white wax on the edge of the jar cover under the mud seal. Obviously, the wine jar was first sealed with wax and then sealed with mud on the outside.

He carefully opened the lid of the jar, and suddenly, an indescribable mellow smell suddenly came out. Even Yang Jing couldn't help but take a deep breath of such a mellow smell of wine.
Chapter completed!