“This misprinted Moutai, produced in 1967, was discontinued in 1975.”
“It's called Xiaoye Kuihua Moutai, and it only existed for 8 years, a product of that special historical period in our country.”
“Due to its short existence and limited production, scarcity makes it valuable.”
“Fewer than ten bottles of this liquor remain in the world today.”
“One of them sold for 500,000 at an auction twenty years ago.”
“Its current value is unimaginable.”
“If it were put up for auction now, the price would likely exceed five million.”
Chen Feng spoke eloquently about the Moutai, leaving everyone around him stunned.
Ning Jia was also shocked.
She, of course, knew the history and value of the misprinted Moutai.
However, she had only heard about it from the collector.
If it weren't for the collector facing difficulties and wanting to sell this bottle for a high price through some channels to solve his family's problems, the production team wouldn't have been able to acquire such a rare liquor.
But how did Chen Feng know?
He was so young and hadn't experienced that special historical period; how could he know about the misprinted Moutai?
This kind of information probably isn't available online, right?
Everyone stared blankly at Chen Feng.
Online, there was an uproar.
“Holy cow, is that for real?”
“Oh, produced in 1967. Indeed, the country was in a special period then. So this liquor truly has historical significance.”
“I actually found it. It seems that during the 8 years it was issued, only 258,000 bottles were produced nationwide. Now fewer than 10 bottles remain.”
“Awesome!”
“Chen Feng even knows this? How do I feel like this guy is getting more and more terrifying? He seems to know everything.”
“I really admire him.”
“Seriously, I strongly hope those rats in the gutter stop hiring trolls to slander him. Their slandering is just so embarrassing. He really has talent. His breadth of knowledge is not something ordinary people can compare to.”
...
Backyard.
Chen Feng put down the Moutai.
After his explanation, everyone saw Director Ning nodding repeatedly and understood that what he said was true.
Ning Jia finally let out a long breath, looking at Chen Feng and sighing sincerely, “Chen Feng, you are truly amazing. I only heard all this knowledge from the collector. I never expected you to know it so clearly.”
After speaking, she turned around and pulled another bottle of liquor from the box.
A bottle of foreign liquor.
Ning Jia carefully placed the bottle on the table and said seriously, “This bottle was also acquired through channels tonight. No exaggeration, it’s worth millions.”
Everyone: “...”
Tonight was truly insane.
This outdoor BBQ might go down in history, right?
Just now, a misprinted Moutai could fetch over five million at auction.
Now, a random bottle of foreign liquor is worth over a million?
Is the production team really spending over a hundred million?
The key is, only two bottles of liquor, and millions are gone. What else is in those other boxes?
Suddenly, everyone's heart rate accelerated.
At this moment, Chen Feng reached out again, casually picking up the foreign liquor and examining it carefully, as usual.
Ning Jia blinked, “Um... Chen Feng, you know about this too?”
Chen Feng looked for two minutes.
Then he gently placed the liquor on the table, looked up at her, “This is 1907 Shipwrecked Champagne, right?”
Ning Jia was stunned and shocked.
He recognized it at a glance?
Did this kid specifically study liquor?
At this point, Chu Ning, who was deliberately sitting beside him, was completely captivated and couldn't help but ask, “What is Shipwrecked Champagne? And what does ‘Shipwrecked’ mean?”
“Shipwrecked is not actually a brand.”
Chen Feng glanced at her and said indifferently, “Legend has it that there were a total of 2,000 bottles of this champagne, originally intended to be shipped to Russia.”
“But in 1916, the ship carrying this champagne had an accident and sank into the sea.”
“It wasn't until 1998 that these champagnes were salvaged.”
“From then on, Shipwrecked Champagne came into existence.”
“This champagne has a unique taste and a high price due to its special history.”
“A 750ml bottle of Shipwrecked Champagne is worth 270,000 US dollars, which translates to over 1.9 million RMB.”
“Director Ning, am I correct?”
Ning Jia: “...”
The expression on her face was somewhat out of control.
Everything he said was spot on.
Not a single detail was off.
Everyone else was completely petrified.
What else doesn't this guy know?
The scene was momentarily silent.
The cameraman even forgot to switch lenses.
Ning Jia was dazed for a moment, then suddenly turned around, moved the box to the table, and successively took out several items.
She just couldn't believe it.
He knows everything?
Can he really not be stumped?
After placing the items, she looked at Chen Feng, took a deep breath, and said, “Can you identify all of these?”
Chen Feng glanced at them.
He casually picked up an old foreign liquor bottle with a light color and slender body, and after only two glances, he said, “This is a 1787 Chateau d'Yquem Sauternes.”
“It's very rare, but it can be bought.”
“It is said that there is an auction price abroad, around 700,000 RMB.”
Then he picked up an old, tattered black bottle.
Two large black characters were on it.
Lai Mao.
Chen Feng blinked, looked up at Director Ning, and said with a wry smile, “Director Ning, why are all these antique liquors tonight? These items are all quite old.”
“This bottle of Lai Mao should be from 1935.”
“It is the predecessor of Moutai.”
“Honestly, using this kind of liquor for a BBQ is simply a waste of heavenly resources.”
“For those who love and collect liquor, this kind of item might be priceless.”
“Just this one bottle in front of us, a few hundred grams could fetch a high price of ten million at an auction.”
“Director Ning, this bottle is a bit exaggerated.”
“I wouldn't even bear to drink it if it were here.”
Chen Feng, embodying the role of an Appraiser, had extensive knowledge of these ancient artifacts and could speak eloquently about anything he picked up.
But his words scared everyone else.
A few hundred grams could fetch ten million at auction?
That precious?
If it was truly the predecessor of Moutai, as he said, then it indeed had historical value, and drinking it would be too wasteful.
The production team only wanted to prepare a lavish feast for them.
After all, an outdoor BBQ package worth over a hundred million, probably few people in the world have ever enjoyed it, right?
So they were truly wealthy and powerful.
Perhaps the original owner of this bottle never thought this old item could be so valuable, and when he happened to be short on money, he just sold it off casually.
Selling it for hundreds of thousands or even millions was possible.
But a few hundred grams could fetch tens of millions at auction?
Unimaginable.
Chen Feng ignored the reactions of others and continued to introduce the other items.
Things like the 24k pure gold luxurious Lafite, a 1787 Lafite dry red, worth over a million.
Things like America's Lucky Strike special supply cigarettes, one stick costing over 30,000 RMB.
Things like Yunnan's Golden Melon Tribute Tea, over 3 million RMB per kilogram.
There were also various other things like cigars, cocktails, and various types of top-grade fresh ingredients, such as the highest grade A5 Kobe beef, the Global's most expensive Almas caviar, and so on and so forth.
In short, there was nothing that could stump him.
Chen Feng was also having a great time playing.
When he encountered old artifacts, he assumed the role of an Appraiser; when he encountered fresh ingredients, he assumed the role of a chef.
He switched between the two roles seamlessly.
As a result, everyone else was completely dumbfounded.
