Kneeling in front of my wife’s tombstone and crying bitterly, I was reborn

"Qian San is back!"

When Shen Qiansan arrived home, Chen Wentao saw him holding two bottles of Moutai in his hands and greeted him with a smile.

Now he eats at Shen Qiansan's house every day, and good wine is indispensable for every meal, but he doesn't drink Moutai every day.

Seeing his father-in-law's expression, Shen Qiansan knew that he was greedy for the Moutai in his hand, and quickly waved his hands, "Dad, you can't drink these two bottles of wine!"

"Is there any alcohol that you can't drink?" Chen Wentao curled his lips and said unhappily.

Shen Qiansan said: "You want to drink Moutai, I'll call Hanyu to send two boxes over. Anyway, these two bottles can't be drunk."

Chen Wentao looked at Shen Qiansan with confusion in his eyes. Why did his son-in-law prefer to let Zhao Hanyu send two boxes of Moutai over rather than allow himself to drink these two bottles?

"What's the difference between these two bottles of wine?" Confused, Chen Wentao couldn't help but ask.

Shen Qiansan smiled and said: "These two bottles are collection-level old wines, they will be very valuable in the future!"

"Puchi..." Chen Wentao laughed out loud, "You still collect wine?"

Never heard of it at all.

Wine is not an antique, so why collect it?

Especially when Shen Qiansan said that the old man was valuable, he didn't believe it at all.

But when he heard that it was old wine, his eyes lit up. As an old drinker, he knew that wine tasted better with aging, and the older the wine was, the better it tasted.

After laughing, he quickly asked, "You said it was old wine, what year are those two bottles of wine from?"

"In 1957!" Shen Qiansan replied.

At first, when Shen Qiansan heard Cao Shi say that these two bottles of wine were left by his father, he only estimated that they were from the 1960s.

After all, according to Cao Shi, his father died in the 1960s.

But after looking at the labels on the bottles, he discovered that these two bottles of Moutai were actually produced in 1957.

This was a big surprise for him.

He guessed that Cao Shi's father was reluctant to drink the two bottles of Moutai after receiving them, so he kept them.

But Cao Shi’s father probably never imagined until his death that the wine he was reluctant to drink would eventually benefit Shen Qiansan.

"It's from 1957!" Chen Wentao couldn't help smacking his lips when he heard that the two bottles of wine were from . He sighed and said, "It's now . It's been more than years. It's really old wine!"

Shen Qiansan said: "It's not easy for wine to be stored for more than 30 years."

"That's right!" Chen Wentao's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly, saying excitedly, "That's it. We, the father-in-law and son-in-law, will get it at noon today!"

Shen Qiansan was speechless for a while, and said: "Dad, don't drink this wine yet, keep it! It will be really valuable in the future."

Chen Wentao didn't believe it and pouted, "Don't tell me nonsense. I have lived for most of my life and have never drunk wine that has been stored for more than 30 years. Today I want to try some."

Shen Qiansan was speechless for a while, he really didn't know how to explain it clearly to the old man.

Luo Rong listened for a long time. Although she thought that Shen Qiansan's statement that the wine would be valuable in the future was pure fantasy, since he didn't want to give it to Chen Wentao, she glared at her husband and said, "Old man, Qiansan is not a petty person. Since he said he can't drink this wine, then don't drink it."

Chen Wentao said unconvincedly: "That's more than 30 years old wine, I just want to try it..."

Luo Rong said angrily: "Every day, the meal costs 1,300 yuan, which is less than the wine you drink?"

Chen Wentao wanted to ask if those wines were the same as the thirty-year-old Maotai, but seeing his wife's expression, he didn't dare to say it out loud.

After Luo Rong said this, Shen Qiansan actually felt a little embarrassed.

Aren’t they just two bottles of old Moutai?

My father-in-law wants to drink, so there’s nothing wrong with giving him some.

Well, although this wine could be auctioned for millions of dollars in a few decades, as the world's richest man in his previous life, he really didn't care about these millions.

The reason why he wanted to keep it was not because rare things are valuable or it would make him proud to collect it, but he felt it was a pity to just drink up the Moutai liquor from the 1950s.

After all, it is difficult for such old wine to survive in the world. Every bottle you drink is one less!

Maybe it's out of print.

But after hearing what his mother-in-law said, Shen Qiansan suddenly realized that he was obsessed.

The most unprofitable thing for a person is that he has good things during his lifetime and is reluctant to use them, so that he never uses them until he dies.

It’s like there are many people nowadays who work hard all their lives to earn money, but are reluctant to save money by spending on food and clothing.

When you die, you have money but you lose your life.

Alas...I've lost my life, and I don't know what the point of keeping the money is?

Just like in my previous life, didn’t I also leave behind trillions of assets when I died?

In his previous life, he had no children or relatives, so who knew who would benefit from his trillions of assets in the end?

Looking at the two bottles of old Moutai in his hands, and remembering the trillions of assets he left behind after his death in his previous life, Shen Qiansan's mouth twitched. He had to make money in this life, but he couldn't live like he did in his previous life.

I have to say that sometimes people's changes start from a trivial thing.

Even though Shen Qiansan was reborn, not everything was under his control. What could make him change were accidental events triggered in his life.

"Then Dad..."

Shen Qiansan said: "We'll just have a quick bite at noon. If you want to drink old Moutai, I'll prepare some hard dishes in the evening and we'll open a bottle."

However, he still felt it was a pity to finish such precious old Moutai at noon, so he decided to drink it in the evening.

At least we have to prepare a few main dishes to match such good wine.

"Really?" Chen Wentao was overjoyed when he heard it, and asked Shen Qiansan in disbelief.

He had previously been unwilling to open the wine as if he was protecting his food, so why did he suddenly agree?

"Really!" Shen Qiansan nodded in affirmation.

"Okay, okay!" After receiving Shen Qiansan's affirmative answer, Chen Wentao was overjoyed and rubbed his hands excitedly. After a while, he said, "Then prepare some delicious dishes tonight."

"That's right!" Shen Qiansan nodded and agreed, saying, "Drink one bottle first, and save the remaining bottle for the New Year!"

"It's my duty!" Chen Wentao agreed immediately. He wanted to keep a bottle of such good wine for the New Year.

After the agreement was made, Shen Qiansan took the two bottles of wine and put them inside the house.

Then he went out again.

They had agreed to prepare the main course in the evening, so he had to go to the market to see what vegetables were available.

As soon as I walked out of Qingwa Street, I saw a man and a woman walking towards me, talking and laughing.

"Third Brother!"

The woman waved at him from a distance and greeted him with a smile on her face.

Shen Qiansan couldn't help but stop.

"It's you!"

Soon, the two of them arrived in front of him, and Shen Qiansan asked with a smile: "When did you come back?"

This man and woman were Chen Shubao and Lan Yue.

Lan Yue said, "I arrived this morning. I went to the factory to meet with Mr. Zhao. As soon as I was done, I reported to you!"

After Lan Yue finished speaking, Chen Shubao called out, "Brother-in-law!"