The small Glenturret distillery produces 180,000 litres of single malt whisky per year, using 1 tonne of barley per batch. You know, the annual output of Okent Xuan, which I went to before, is 1 million liters, which is already a small winery. The mash pool is also a pocket-sized version, with a diameter of about 3 meters and a depth of 5 meters, and is operated entirely by hand!

During the tour, Zhang Feng chatted with the master who operated by hand, and learned that the master has been working here for more than 30 years, and he is definitely an old driver. Seeing the sweeping monk, Zhang Feng couldn't help but think of inquiring about the inside news, and asked sideways that today's finale was a 500-milliliter bottle of 200-year-old whisky from their distillery.

Two hundred years, it instantly aroused Zhang Feng's thoughts, and in order to cover up his thoughts, Zhang Feng asked again: "How can these fermentation pools have a pine fragrance?"

"These are all made of American pine and are used for an average of more than 40 years. There is nothing special about the shape of the still, it is not large, it is of a moderate height, and the resulting wine is very light and contains the right amount of oil. The master explained.

"Oh, thank you, master. ”

After saying goodbye to the old driver, Zhang Feng walked around the winery by himself, the winery is not big, at least the winery that has been visited must be really small, not only the number of wines is small, but the area is also small, so he quickly took the audience in the live broadcast room to watch it.

"Let's go, I'm going to participate in the auction, I won't interact with you later, let's talk about it ourselves, but I can tell you that there is a bottle of whiskey that is 200 years old, it must be very collectible, and it is hard to say what it tastes, so I will try it at auction." Zhang Feng said.

[The anchor who won the money began to float when he spoke, haha. 】

[It's not cheap, right?]

[I'll see the anchor show off his wealth, to be honest, I haven't seen the anchor show off his wealth yet. ] 】

[Be sure to shoot it, after all, you won 300 million pounds. 】

……

"Everyone, calm down, I'll get a point, and the rest will be divided by the four thieves, but it shouldn't be a problem to shoot the bottle of wine, right?" Zhang Feng said conservatively, after all, he hadn't participated in the auction yet, and by hearsay, he knew that a chicken bowl cup was auctioned for 200 million.

[It will not be too expensive, conservative no more than 500,000 pounds, generally more than 100,000 pounds can be traded.] 】

[Unreliable......]

[It's time for supper, buddy. 】

……

"Okay, public auction, I'm going to take a seat, everyone should be busy, I'll report to you later. Zhang Feng entered the venue with a bag on his back, and also received a sign, it was No. 58, and the staff briefly introduced the auction and let Zhang Feng enter.

After a while, the British aristocrats also entered one after another, many nobles, one or two Zhang Feng have seen, including Earl Kyle, and Zhang Feng is the owner of several local tyrants' casinos, Kyle saw that he was playing with his mobile phone, and took the initiative to walk next to Zhang Feng and greet Zhang Feng.

"Mr. Zhang Feng. Count Kyle exclaimed with a laugh.

Some familiar voices, Zhang Feng put away his mobile phone, looked up, and found that it was Earl Kyle, and the two of them showed a weird smile on their faces at the same time, and then the two intersected as old friends, and Earl Kyle praised a wave of what Zhang Feng did in the casino, so that his casino business was very good.

"The Earl laughed, it all depends on the Earl's people to escort me, otherwise I might not be able to get out of the casino. ”

"Haha, I haven't played in a long time, why don't you make an appointment with the casino of "Aomen" over there one day?" said Count Kyle.

Zhang Feng's head immediately shook like a rattle, and refused: "Don't play, I was purely lucky a few days ago, and Lord Earl also came to shoot wine?"

"Sort of, I'm here to join in the fun, I haven't been out for a long time, and I don't know the taste of whiskey, you're here to shoot wine this time?" asked Earl Kyle.

Zhang Feng nodded and said, "Yes, I'm going to return to China, so it's a specialty to take a bottle of wine and bring it back." ”

"Oh, oh, some old friends are here, I'm going to say hello. ”

"Okay. ”

……

After Kyle Bojiu left, Zhang Feng continued to play with his mobile phone, and the rest of the UK was Edinburgh, but Zhang Feng hadn't thought about whether to go or not.

"Edinburgh...... Edinburgh, do you still have an agreement with a little Lori?" Zhang Feng remembered something about Bhutan, and it seemed that the little Lori was from Edinburgh.

"It depends on the mood......

Many of the people who came were celebrities reported in the local newspapers, and the seats in the front row were naturally reserved for those prestigious and powerful nobles and tyrants, and Count Kyle sat in the front row, waiting for almost half an hour before the whole auction began.

Bottles of wine of different years were introduced by the host, and then there was bidding, but the price was not very high, around tens of thousands of pounds, which made Zhang Feng a little happy, the price of more than a hundred years, the two hundred years of whisky should not be too outrageous.

“…… The auction below is a bottle of Count of Connaiss, a very precious and very small stock taken out by the Grant Distillery, produced in 1817, the Count of Connell is the founder of the Grant Distillery, this bottle is the last whisky made by the Count of Connell at that time, with a reserve price of 50,000 pounds. ”

"Sixty thousand!"

"Sixty thousand!"

"Seventy thousand. ”

……

"One hundred thousand. ”

"One hundred thousand times. ”

"One hundred thousand twice. ”

"100,000 ......"

"110,000!" Zhang Feng finally spoke.

The nobleman who shouted 100,000 pounds turned his head to look at Zhang Feng who was sitting behind, and the big red nose conveyed that this nobleman was a wine lover, Zhang Feng apologized, but he did not mean to retreat at all.

"Fifteen thousand eleven thousand!" the nobleman shouted the price back.

There are only two voices left in the field, and everyone is happy to see the two fighting, Zhang Feng has a "task" in his body, plus he has just earned 30 million pounds, so he naturally called 120,000, and the person who presided over the auction is very happy, the higher the price, the better, and the price of the same batch of wine in the cellar can be increased.

"One hundred and thirty thousand!"

The nobleman seemed to be a little angry, if this nobleman didn't like wine, then it would be okay, but he was a drunkard.

"Sir, how about I take a picture and invite you to have a drink?" Zhang Feng conveyed kindness, he didn't want to waste money in vain, it was better to buy some high-quality truffles to eat, and it would be affordable.

Hearing Zhang Feng say this, coupled with the goodwill of Earl Kyle from others, Zhang Feng won 500 milliliters of 200-year-old whisky at a price of 131,000 pounds.

"Damn, if you don't complete the task, you will lose more than one ......million yuan," Zhang Feng still muttered in his heart, because the exchange rate between the RMB and the pound is still very high.

Later, in the applause of everyone, Zhang Feng got the bottle of whisky full of traces of time, and drove to a nearby high-end restaurant with Earl Kyle and Old Earl Fair, who had just given up the auction.