American Warehouse Taobao King

Chapter 381: [On a century-old medicinal wine]

  The beauty auctioneer just rang the auction hammer, Yang Yong immediately raised his number plate and said loudly, "I'll pay $800,000"

   "Wong Buzz,"

   "Crazy, isn't it looking for faults when you shoot like this?"

   "Hehehe! Oh my God, there are people who don't take money properly."

   Okay, Yang Yong sold it for $800,000, which was a full $300,000 higher than the auction price. Where is the auction?

There is no such thing as an auction. This is not to use the power of money to oppress everyone to give up this auction. Although everyone expressed very angry comments, but Yang Yong’s domineering and ruthless economic means, no one dared. Becoming Yang Yong's opponent, and bidding ten boxes of Moutai with Yang Yong.

The beautiful auctioneer was also shocked by Yang Yong's arrogance, and after waiting for a while, she knocked on her hand, with a professional smile on her face, and said, "Bidder No. Did anyone bid more? $800,000 for the first time,"

After speaking, I looked at all the bidders who were talking about the scene. Although everyone was indignant at Yang Yong's actions, none of them dared to challenge Yang's authority. All the bidders sat on the chairs knowingly and looked at the beauty with a wry smile. The auctioneer shook his head.

The   beautiful auctioneer also understands the difficulties of everyone, but no one dares to bid for the price, so there is no need for him to ask for the answer that he will never get. So the beautiful auctioneer rang very professionally, said the auction hammer in his hand.

   "Second time at US$800,000, and the third sale at US$800,000. Congratulations to bidder No. 36 who won ten cases of Moutai for US$800,000. Congratulations, gentlemen."

After the auctioneer dropped the hammer, there was fierce applause. Although Yang Yong's actions were a bit inappropriate, Yang Yong is like this. When he sees what he wants, he doesn't care about anyone's feelings. He wants to get these things. It's enough, Yang Yong doesn't care what kind of means.

This is the ability to survive at auctions. It is the ability Yang Yong has acquired through countless auctions. Since everyone applauds and congratulates him, Yang Yong should stand up, bow to the surroundings, and then press the scene with his hands. After everyone was quiet, Yang Yong said to everyone with a wry smile.

"I'm sorry everyone, the method I used is too glorious, but I have reasons, because I am a Chinese, and we Chinese people must understand the feelings of Maotai wine. At this time, like Maotai wine, I am bound to win. , I don’t want you to suffer unnecessary losses, so I only sold the price of 300,000 US dollars so exaggeratedly. I hope you understand and thank you.”

   "Clap clap clap clap,"

  Yang Yong's bow has been understood by everyone. At this time, everyone realized that Yang Yong is not only an Asian, but also a Chinese youth. What kind of feelings do Chinese have for their country's national wine, Moutai? The photographers here knew it all.

  Everyone is active in San Francisco. The Chinese people in San Francisco have deep-rooted feelings for Chinese people. Some people have immigrated to the United States for four or five generations, but they still speak Chinese and eat dumplings every year during the Spring Festival. There is no traditional culture left at all, that is, the feeling that the Chinese feel to foreigners is nostalgia, even if a family has lived in the United States for three generations to miss the great rivers and mountains of their motherland.

   In addition, what is Yang Yong's identity? Authentic billionaires, who can sit side by side with Hans, the current patriarch of San Francisco's top giant Weisberg, can explain it to small and medium-sized families like them.

   After Yang Yong's explanation, the scene returned to normal order, and the auction started again. This is Yang Yong sitting in his chair very honestly. From time to time, I chatted with Hans next to me and waited eagerly. Sure enough, after 20 minutes, Yang Yong came to participate in this top-level wine auction. The most wanted wine finally appeared.

I saw two staff pushing a small cart with a large red wine jar placed on top of the cart. The wine jar was sealed with mud on it and came to the auction table. Everyone felt the big wine jar when they saw it. Inexplicably, there was a lot of discussion.

   The order at the scene was very chaotic, and the beautiful auctioneer had to knock the auction hammer in his hand. After restoring the order of the scene, the beautiful auctioneer smiled and pointed to the big wine vat beside him.

   "Have you seen this wine jar? It's a kind of Chinese medicinal wine from a well-known shochu pot winery with a history of more than 100 years in Northeast China. There are many precious medicinal materials in it, and these wines have been stored in the cellar for hundreds of years."

"There are four such wine jars in total, and each one is filled with liquor of more than 75 degrees. First of all, the liquor is a spirit brewed from corn, in which some plants and animal medicinal materials have been soaked for hundreds of years. It’s just that only God knows how effective these medicinal wines are.”

   "This wine jar has a capacity of 100 kilograms, which means that there are 100 kilograms of medicinal wine for over a hundred years in it. One wine jar is a starting unit, and the starting price is 50,000 US dollars. The auction is now open."

   That’s right, this 100kg wine jar is Yang Yong’s ultimate goal. The 100kg corn brewed medicinal wine has a history of over 100 years of cellaring. What a rare 100-year-old medicinal wine! Yang Yong is very interested in these medicinal wines.

   Just as Hans was about to raise his auction number plate, he couldn't bear to look at it anymore and pulled Yang Yong's clothes. After Yang Yong's attention was drawn, Hans said with a wry smile. "I said David, you can't spend money like this! You don't know what medicinal effects are in these medicinal wines that have been used for hundreds of years, and what subsidies are there! What are you doing when you buy them? Are you drinking it yourself! You are not afraid of being poisoned by yourself. what."

  Yang Yong was unhappy this time, and pointed at his face with a wave of his face and said to Hans seriously.

   "Who am I"

   Hans had never seen Yang Yong speak to him in such a serious manner. Hans also understood that his words hurt Yang Yong, and he felt very embarrassed and said to Yang You with a smile.

   "You are David Yang, the patriarch of the Yang family, is there any problem here?"

  Yang Yong ignored Hans' gags, and pointed to himself and asked Hans in a serious manner.

   "Who am I?"

   Only then did Hans react and say with a smile, "You are of Chinese descent, your name is David, Yang,"

At this time, Yang Yong nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile on his face, "Yes, I am of Chinese descent, and my ancestors have been Chinese for generations. Although Chinese medicine is very mysterious in the eyes of Westerners like you, I have been a Chinese since I was a child. I started to eat herbs, and any pain was solved by traditional Chinese medicine.”

"In your opinion, traditional Chinese medicine is a pseudoscience, but in our Chinese minds, traditional Chinese medicine has been circulated for three or four thousand years than your chemically synthesized drugs? It is much better for the body. These are medicinal wines made from traditional Chinese medicine for hundreds of years. In my eyes, it is a priceless treasure, these medicinal wines are meant to cure people, do you understand?"

Only then did Hans understand why Yang Yong was angry with himself. He had insulted the motherland and culture that Yang Yong was proud of, and insulted the civilization of Chinese medicine with a history of 5,000 years. Only then did Yang Yong lose his temper. Therefore, Hans understood Yang Yong's current mood very well and took the initiative to apologize.

"I see, David, I'm sorry for my ignorance! I didn't mean to insult Chinese culture, but I didn't have any experience with traditional Chinese medicine. I don't know about the medicinal wine that these herbs and animal products are mixed with. Whether it's healing or poisonous, that's why I say this, I hope you forgive me."

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