Chapter Forty-Seven: The First Underground Auction

Yao Lei and Dai Wenliang also stopped at this time, seeing Ye Lingtian frowning, of course they understood the reason in their hearts, and hurriedly stood up and picked up a broom to clean up.

Hehe laughed twice, Yao Lei scratched the back of his head and said, "Boss, didn't you say on the phone that you would be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, why did you come back early?"

"What's the matter, I came back early, do you have any opinions?" Ye Lingtian glared at him angrily, pulled a chair and sat down, and said, "By the way, who of you knows where there is a vintage, and it is best to sell ginseng and lingzhi that are more than 100 years old?"

"Ginseng reishi that is more than 100 years old?"

The three of them glanced at each other, and Dai Wenliang and Shao Weijie shook their heads suspiciously.

"Leizi, do you know?" Seeing that Yao Lei was silent, Ye Lingtian suddenly guessed what he might know, and couldn't help but ask with some excitement.

Yao Lei hesitated for a moment and said, "I remember hearing my old man mention it once before, saying that he had seen century-old ginseng at an auction. ”

Ye Lingtian came to his senses as soon as he heard this, glared at him and asked eagerly, "Oh, what kind of auction is it?"

Yao Lei glanced at Ye Lingtian, pondered for a moment, and said, "This has to talk about my family background." My family is a martial arts family, but it is a relatively small kind. In the Hexi martial arts world, some underground auctions will be held from time to time. However, these auctions have strict requirements for the identity of the participants, and outsiders are not allowed to participate at all without a guarantee from others. ”

"Martial arts family, it must be very powerful!" Shao Weijie glanced at Yao Lei in some surprise and couldn't help asking.

Yao Lei shook his head slightly and explained: "In Hexi and Hedong, many places claim to be the hometown of martial arts, and there are many families who know martial arts. However, there are only four really influential big families, namely the Cao family and the Du family in Hexi, the Feng family and the Xia family in Hedong. ”

Ye Lingtian didn't pay attention to these, and continued to ask Yao Lei: "What are the underground auctions you just said?"

"There are all kinds of strange things in these auctions, such as antiques, ancient jade, calligraphy and paintings, blades, medicinal herbs, and so on. However, there are relatively few medicinal materials in the last year, and some occasionally appear, and the final transaction price is also very expensive. Yao Lei lowered his head and thought about it, and said seriously.

Ye Lingtian nodded when he heard this, and after a moment of silence, he stood up and patted his arm, and said with an expectant expression: "Leizi, can you call your father and help me inquire if there will be an auction held in the near future, if so, I want to participate." ”

"This ......" Yao Lei looked at Ye Lingtian and hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll call the old man later." ”

Ye Lingtian punched Yao Lei and said happily: "Leizi, thank you! Let's go, go there to eat at noon, whatever you want!"

"Really?" Yao Lei rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Then go to Donglaishun, no problem, right?"

Ye Lingtian waved his hand and said heartily: "No problem, open the way!"

"Welcome to Donglaishun!"

As soon as the four of them entered the gate of Donglaishun, a waitress in her twenties greeted her with a smile and smiled politely, "How many gentlemen are there?"

Ye Lingtian looked around and said with a faint smile: "It's just the four of us, is there still a private room?"

"Okay, please come with me. The waitress made a 'please' gesture, smiled and led Ye Lingtian and the four of them upstairs.

The four of them, led by a waitress, went up to the second floor and entered a small box. The box is not big, but the decoration is passable, and there is some antique taste. The waitress helped the four of them make tea and handed the recipe to a few people.

Ye Lingtian looked through the recipe, asked for a hot pot, and ordered a few dishes such as dry fried mutton, coriander fried tenderloin, white soup offal, chicken and white fungus, and finally let four bottles of Moutai.

"I don't know what kind of Moutai Mr. wants? We have 53 degrees of Feitian Moutai in Donglaishun, and the price is 1,580 yuan, in addition to 30 years of Chen and 50 years of Chen. When the waitress heard Ye Lingtian say let Shang Moutai, her smile became brighter, and she asked sweetly.

As long as the customer orders the liquor, the box attendants can get more or less a commission from it, and the higher the grade of the liquor, the more commission they get.

Under normal circumstances, if a customer asks to go to Moutai, as long as it is not specifically indicated, then it will be Feitian Moutai by default, but she has been a box waiter in Donglaishun for more than a year, and she welcomes and sends her every day, which also makes her accustomed to seeing all kinds of guests. ,

In Yanjing, the seemingly inconspicuous people are likely to be rich or children of large families, and those who are conspicuous are usually either nouveau riche or second ancestors. So although the people in front of him were very young, and except for the fat man, who was wearing a famous brand, the other three were dressed relatively ordinary, but the waitress still asked more.

Ye Ling didn't know that there were still thirty and fifty years old in this Moutai, so he pondered for a moment, and asked with a smile: "What is the price of thirty years and fifty years of Chen?"

The waitress secretly thought in her heart, and immediately enthusiastically introduced: "The price of a 30-year Chen is 15,800 yuan, and the price of a 50-year Chen is 25,800 yuan." ”

Ye Lingtian nodded lightly, smiled slightly, and said briskly: "Four bottles of fifty-year-old Chen." ”

With a move in his heart, he turned to Shao Weijie and said, "Glasses, are you drinking Moutai or something else?"

Shao Weijie thought about it and asked for a bottle of drink. Although this Moutai is good, he can only drink one or two glasses at most.

When the waitress heard Ye Lingtian order four bottles of Fifty-Year-Old Chen, her face suddenly burst into laughter, and she was glad that she had an extra eye just now, these four bottles of Fifty-Year-Old Chen were a lot of commissions, and she nodded busily: "Okay." Wait a minute, and you'll be fine right away. ”

After saying that, he gently closed the box door and went downstairs with joy.

"Boss, you're not kind!" Dai Wenliang saw the waitress come out of the box, glanced at Yao Lei and Shao Weijie, and said angrily.

Ye Lingtian glanced at the three of them, understood what they meant in an instant, smiled, took out a cigarette and gave it to a few people, and pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Fatty, why am I not kind?"

Dai Wenliang took the cigarette and didn't take out the lighter, but snorted heavily, and said angrily: "I only care about making a fortune by myself, and my brother doesn't reveal a little rumor, you say, are you kind?"

Yao Lei lit the China in his hand and said in a deep voice: "This meal will cost more than 100,000 yuan, didn't you find a way to make a fortune, where did you get so much money?