Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, secretly calculating in his mind.

He knew the value of this wine and was also aware of the huge market demand.

Looking at these old friends in front of him, he knew in his heart that this was not just a simple transaction, but also an interweaving of human relationships.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, as if weighing the pros and cons.

Finally, he spoke: "Since everyone is interested, I will consider selling some of the wine, but the quantity is limited, first come first served."

Upon hearing this, Ma Tianyang immediately put down the wine glass in his hand and stared at Chen Yu with shining eyes, "Brother Yu, that's really nice! Leave a few jars for me, and you can name the price!"

Yu Zhonghe also said eagerly: "I want one too, don't forget me!"

Schrodinger looked calm, but his eyes also showed desire, "Brother Yu, think carefully, the value of this Jiuzhi wine is self-evident, we will not let you suffer any loss."

Yang Jingxue smiled sweetly and said, "Brother Yu, since you are willing to sell it, then my Yang family will naturally want a piece of the pie."

"However, we won't take advantage of you, so don't worry about the price."

Tang Yue also expressed his opinion: "Brother Yu, our sect also has a great demand for Jiuzhi wine, I hope you can give us priority."

After a lot of speeches, Chen Yu finally nodded and said, "Okay, I will distribute it according to everyone's needs."

Upon hearing this, everyone smiled with satisfaction.

They knew that Chen Yu was a particular person and that this deal would surely satisfy everyone.

The Chen family successfully demonstrated their strength and heritage. They chose to sell this Jiuzhi wine as their flagship product in order to open up the market.

We also took this opportunity to deepen relations with various friendly forces, laying a solid foundation for the future development of the Chen family.

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The auction scene in the square was extremely lively.

"Fifty thousand gold coins!" A voice decisively broke the silence in the crowd, and the starting bid was as high as fifty thousand gold coins.

"Eighty thousand gold coins!" Ling Changchuan then raised the price without hesitation, and was obviously very interested in this jar of precious eighth-grade wine.

The atmosphere at the scene was ignited, and the guests' eyes were fixed on the jar of deep blue wine.

"One hundred thousand!" Ding Mo took a deep breath and loudly announced his bid, trying to stand out in the auction.

However, his bid failed to scare off other competitors in the field.

A steady and powerful voice came from the crowd, "One hundred and fifty thousand!" The price was raised again.

The bidder was none other than He Ming, the head of the He family, one of the top ten aristocratic families in Chang'an City. He was also the father of He Qiang, the captain of the Chang'an team. His participation undoubtedly made the bidding more intense.

Ding Mo frowned, obviously thinking quickly about his response strategy.

This jar of Eight-Grade Wine has a special meaning to him, and he doesn't want to give it up so easily.

The auction continued in full swing, with prices rising steadily.

Everyone stared at the auction table intently, waiting for the final result to be announced.

Zhu Yanfeng stood on the stage with a satisfied smile on his face.

He looked around, waiting for the next bidder to appear.

The atmosphere on the scene became increasingly tense and exciting, as everyone was weighing the actual value of the wine against their own bottom line.

Some people have a determined gleam in their eyes, and seem ready to continue raising the price at any time; while others begin to hesitate, wondering whether they should give up at this time.

At this moment, "Two hundred thousand gold coins!" Liu Zi suddenly raised his bid to fifty thousand gold coins.

He has been secretly observing the changes in the situation on the court, and is good at taking decisive actions at critical moments to surprise his opponents.

"Two hundred and thirty thousand gold coins!" Ding Mo gritted his teeth and fought back unwillingly.

Immediately afterwards, "Two hundred and fifty thousand gold coins!" Xuan Zhuo also joined the battle.

As the branch leader of Xuan Ye Pavilion, he also has a high appreciation and pursuit of this jar of fine wine.

What's more, for the largest entertainment venue like Xuanye Pavilion, owning a jar of such precious eighth-grade rare wine is undoubtedly the best symbol to highlight its noble status. Even if it is just worshipped, it is enough to attract attention.

"Three hundred thousand gold coins!" Bei Ming Xinghai's voice resounded throughout the venue. As soon as he opened his mouth, the scene suddenly became quiet.

On the one hand, because of his position as the bishop of the Wuhun Hall's Chang'an Main Hall, no one is willing to easily conflict with him;

On the other hand, the high price of over 200,000 gold coins has already deterred many people, not to mention 300,000 gold coins, which is obviously beyond the market price range and has a huge premium.

After three final confirmations, the hammer fell, announcing the result of the auction.

Bei Ming Xing Hai successfully bought this jar of precious eighth-grade Zhi wine weighing ten kilograms with a huge sum of three hundred thousand gold coins.

Bei Ming Xing Hai turned around and reported to Qian Dao Liu beside him: "Holy Son, we successfully got this jar of wine. However, the price is indeed a bit high."

As he spoke, his brows slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about whether this deal was worthwhile. After all, three hundred thousand gold coins was not a small amount.

Compared with the purchasing power of Blue Star China, it’s about three small goals.

Qian Daoliu seemed quite calm. He waved his hand gently and said, "Nothing. Today, the Chen family chose this Jiuzhi wine as the first auction item. Obviously, they want to make it their main product in the future."

"Now that we have the opportunity, we naturally want to taste this legendary wine to see what's so magical about it."

"Besides, the great grandfather loves wine tasting. This rare treasure will surely make him very happy."

Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, the other people were immediately cheered up and echoed: "Holy Son, holy and wise!"

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At the same time, many Titled Douluo upstairs looked at each other, with a hint of embarrassment on their faces.

They were just immersed in tasting the jar of wine worth three hundred thousand gold coins, but now they realized that the price of this jar of wine was beyond their imagination.

They all shook their heads and smiled bitterly. No one could have expected that this eighth grade wine would be auctioned for such a high price.

But the words had already been spoken, and at this moment, the surprise and embarrassment in their hearts were intertwined, making these usually dignified Titled Douluo look a little embarrassed.

Chen Yu saw this and naturally understood their embarrassment. He said in a deep voice, "Everyone, this price is indeed a bit high. We don't have to measure the value of this jar of wine with 300,000 gold coins."

"As for the price, we will discuss it privately and it will definitely satisfy everyone."

His voice was steady and powerful, like a wisp of spring breeze, instantly dissolving the awkward atmosphere among the Titled Douluo upstairs.

Then, he smiled and shook his head, and said to everyone: "And, everyone, to be honest, I only have twenty jars of the Eight-Grade Wine this time."

"But I do have two hundred jars of Seven-Grade Wine, Chili?"

Chen Yu then turned to Ning Ruiting, "Ruiting, what do you think? The quantity of eight-grade wine and cheese wine is limited, but the seven-grade wine and cheese wine is also an excellent choice."

Ning Ruiting's eyes flashed with disappointment, but then they lit up again, "Although the eighth-grade wine and cheese wine are a little less, the seventh-grade wine and cheese wine is also extremely rare."

"However, I would like to have more of the Seventh Grade Zhijiu, fifty jars, please. Uncle Yu, what do you think?"

Chen Yu nodded and said gently: "Okay, these wines are all carefully brewed by my Chen family, I believe you will not be disappointed."