Chapter 1305 Seventeenth Century Oak Barrels

Follow Song Ying's car to a winery in a villa area next to the airport expressway.

"Most of the foreigners live in this area, and the business of the winery can be better if it is built here." Song Ying introduced when he got out of the car.

"Manager Song, you're not doing business, you're just making connections," Su Yun said.

"Not all of them." Song Ying smiled and said, "I like wine. With good wine, someone must appreciate it."

"That's true." Su Yun looked left and right, and said: "It is said that there were several giant ships on the high seas in the past few years, and all Lafite bottles received at home and abroad were sent, directly canned, and then pulled back to sell."

Song Ying smiled and didn't answer.

"Manager Song, the business won't have anything to do with you, right?" Su Yun, however, noticed something strange and asked.

"It's all my own, so I won't shy away from it. I have a little stake in that business, but very few." Song Ying whispered.

"..." Zheng Ren was stunned.

It was a business like a money printing machine. Although the routine has been changed a long time ago, there are still many fake wines.

There's a recent joke about this kind of business.

It was said that the price was wrong, and a bottle of 3,000 was marked as 300, but 2,000 bottles were robbed in an instant. At the end of the joke, he said in a regretful tone that he only earned 300,000 after being busy all morning.

It can be seen that making fake wine has huge profits, which is outrageous.

This is a monopoly business, how can ordinary people intervene in it.

Song Ying looked at Si Sven and was inconspicuous, and he was usually not ostentatious, but he was able to get involved in such a business at his age... No wonder he smiled and told the square short fat man that day.

People do have this ability.

Su Yun was slightly startled, and then smiled: "Manager Song, I'll find you after drinking."

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk about." Song Ying invited a few people into the winery.

Apart from the chefs and waiters, there are no other guests, and the winery is clean. The chefs and waiters seem to have come from other stores, so they are very unfamiliar here.

"Boss Zheng, I won't say more polite words. See you outside." After Song Ying came in, he said with a smile, "I don't go to any big restaurant to eat, it's too public and too eye-catching."

"It's clean here, it's good." Zheng Ren was very satisfied.

"Manager Song, we are still guessing what kind of wine you're going to have on the way." Su Yun looked for the wine rack and looked around. He was quite knowledgeable and didn't find any valuable wine. He guessed that it might be in the underground wine cellar, so he Ask directly.

"90's Romante Conti."

"Boss, you really got it right." Su Yun smiled and said, "Is it down there? Take a look first?"

"Please." Song Ying made a gentle gesture and took Zheng Ren and Su Yun to the wine cellar.

The wine cellar is well maintained, and the bottles of wine with yellowed labels under the light seem to describe the vicissitudes and accumulation of the years.

There are dozens of oak barrels piled up in the depths, and the area here is much larger than Zheng Ren estimated.

"Robert Parker Jr said that Romante Conti is the wine of millionaires, but only billionaires can drink it. In fact, it's not that exaggerated, it's just purer." Song Ying picked up a bottle of wine and pointed to The belly crossed the yellowed label lightly, as if stroking the lover's hand.

"Romandy-Conti is the oldest group of wineries in Burgundy. It seems that it has been a top wine since the grading in 1760." Although Zheng Ren is not interested in drinking, he does not mind appreciating the top wine. Exterior.

"After the Vicky family fell, the winery was owned by the Duke of Kandy. The Duke of Kandy even allowed the winery to use his own surname." Song Ying's voice was slightly heavy, and it echoed softly in the wine cellar, as if the years had passed. confide.

"I said Manager Song, look at this wine..." Su Yun carefully looked at the wine bottle in Song Ying's hand, the black hair on his forehead fluttered slightly, revealing a strange smile.

"Doctor Su, please tell me." Song Ying also smiled, both of them seemed to know what the other was thinking.

Zheng Ren was a little curious and asked, "What kind of riddles are you playing?"

"Boss, at the Sotheby's auction on October 4, 2015, an auction of 114 bottles of Romante Conti became the most expensive wine ever sold at a single auction price of $1.6 million."

"Oh, that's very expensive." Zheng Ren has no concept of money, and he doesn't feel anything about $1.6 million in cash in front of him, let alone turning it into wine.

You can't think too much about this thing, as long as you think about it more than three times in a row, you will experience nausea. If he continued to think about it, Zheng Ren had no doubt that he would vomit in the wine cellar.

Drinking alcohol is like riding a roller coaster.

Zheng Ren was constantly distracted, just to break free from the atmosphere surrounded by alcohol.

"It's equivalent to $14,121 per bottle, and $1,700 per glass of wine." Su Yun smiled and said, "Manager Song, you didn't buy it, right?"

"At that time, the winery was just completed. Isn't this buying a few bottles of wine and pressing down on the wine cellar? Or it will be empty, with no popularity and no wine smell." Song Ying said directly without concealing it.

"Tsk tsk, boss, a bottle of wine is less than 100,000 RMB." Su Yun took out another bottle of wine and looked at it carefully.

Putting 100,000 yuan in his hands may not be so careful.

"It can't be measured by money." Song Ying put the wine back on the wine rack with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "On special days, entertaining special friends gives Kande a unique meaning. It's like a car, just for transportation. A tool, it would be boring to make it a symbol of a certain meaning."

"Well, Manager Song is right." In the face of Romante Conti's wine, Su Yun was extraordinarily gentle, and the character set collapsed and shattered.

"The Aston Martin that Boss Meng drove that day was made into that weird color, so he never got into the circle." Song Ying said.

"Boss Zheng, eating seafood in the evening is probably good enough. Let's go up and have a look?"

"Okay." Zheng Ren was not interested in wine, Su Yun was wandering beside several old oak barrels, just looking at his back, he could feel his drooling appearance.

This time, Song Ying didn't say open it and drink it, it seems that this wine cellar is his true love.

Calling Su Yun back, the guy turned his head back three times and whispered to Zheng Ren, "Boss, that side is full of good wine. Pure oak barrels..."

"Dr. Su has good eyesight!" Song Ying raised his thumb and praised sincerely, "Can you tell which year the oak barrels are?"

"Looking at the texture, it's from the seventeenth century. I really can't tell which year it is."

Song Ying was stunned.

He did not expect that the doctor from Haicheng, who is now working in 912, could actually see the age of the oak barrels.

Knowing Romante Conti, nothing. For ordinary people, it is just fragmented knowledge. But there are not many people who can accurately identify real wine and fake wine, let alone the container in which it is stored.