Chapter 146 4 bottles are real and 6 bottles are fake
"Thank you, I'll come again next time."
Chen Jianye grabbed the cloth bag on the table and left with it.
"Take care, brother."
The stall owner smiled happily and put the money into his bag.
After buying the Moutai, Chen Jianye swaggered out of the black market with it in his hand.
Behind him, a figure hurriedly chased after Chen Jianye.
Chen Jianye deliberately turned on the flashlight to illuminate the road ahead of him.
It also provides guidance to the person behind.
Follow the direction of the light and you will definitely catch up with me.
The person behind was getting closer and closer.
Chen Jianye is ready to take action.
Killing people is no psychological burden to him.
We are all thieves, and since I am not as skilled as others, it is natural that I should be the one to suffer.
“Brother, brother.”
The man was still about ten meters away from Chen Jianye and shouted in a low voice.
Chen Jianye turned around, with a puzzled look on his face: "What's the matter?"
Judging from the other party's expression, it seems that he is not planning to rob his fellow thieves?
As he spoke, Jianye quietly held a stone in his hand.
If the other party shoots him from behind, he will be able to react immediately and fight back with stones.
"Brother, you've been cheated."
The man came closer, stopped, and sounded distressed.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Jianye was secretly on guard.
He did not let down his guard because of what the other party said.
"At least half of the Moutai you bought was fake. You got screwed."
The man said in a low voice.
"Ok?"
Chen Jianye was shocked.
Holy shit, there were fakes in the 1960s?
real or fake?
When he bought Moutai, he never considered that the Moutai he bought was fake.
"You don't believe it, do you?"
"I know you don't believe it. How about this? Take out the Moutai and I'll help you check it."
The man said enthusiastically.
"You're quite enthusiastic. Why didn't you tell me when I bought it just now?"
"Now that I have it and paid for it, you are actually thinking about me."
Chen Jianye sneered.
"If I had said that just now, those people would have killed me."
"I'll help you test the authenticity of the wine. If you find any fakes, you can give me one dollar for each bottle. Is that okay with you?"
The man said it very frankly.
It’s not for nothing that I help Chen Jianye identify the authenticity of the wine.
"come here."
Chen Jianye put the cloth bag in his hand on the ground and fixed his eyes on the man.
He was not sure how much of the other party's words were true and how much were false.
Maybe he was looking for a reason to get close to him and take action.
"Little brother, you are young and have little social experience."
"I have no ill will towards you. I make a living by relying on my eyes to earn a little money."
The man slowly approached, still explaining.
Chen Jianye stood there, waiting for the man to come closer.
Until the man walked up to him, Chen Jianye reached out and pressed the man's shoulder: "Let me check if you have any weapons on you."
"Sure. Although you are young, you are quite vigilant."
"Why didn't you check the wine you bought just now?"
The man spread his hands and let Chen Jianye examine him.
"Okay, help me identify whether the wine is real or fake."
Chen Jianye felt around and didn't find any sharp objects on the man, so he finally felt relieved.
The man squatted down, reached out and grabbed a bottle of Moutai, and held a flashlight in his other hand.
The flashlight light fell on the wall of the Moutai bottle, and the Moutai slowly rotated.
“This bottle is real.”
Then the man picked up the second bottle.
Chen Jianye followed the man to check, and he was very interested in how to identify the real and fake Moutai.
The man held the Maotai bottle and carefully observed the bottle wall. Suddenly, he found a white mark that was different. He immediately showed joy in his eyes: "I found it. This bottle must be fake."
"Someone punched a hole in the bottle?"
Chen Jianye also discovered something unusual.
His eyesight was actually better than that person's, but he just didn't think about the counterfeiting of Moutai before.
"Little brother, you also understand? If you understand, you shouldn't be cheated."
"We agreed that I will help you identify fake wine, and you have to give me one dollar."
The wine connoisseur suddenly became happy and put the fake Moutai in his hand aside.
To distinguish it from the previous bottle of real Moutai.
"Thank you. I'll give you one dollar."
Chen Jianye took out a dollar.
"Hehe, it's not easy to make a little money by doing manual labor."
As he spoke, the wine taster took the money and put it in his pocket, then pretended to pick up the third bottle of Moutai.
"Wait, there's no rush to identify the wine."
Chen Jianye stretched out his hand to stop him: "Tell me first, I bought fake wine, can I go back and return it?"
"Little brother, are you kidding me? If the goods can be returned, wouldn't that mean they are admitting that they are selling fake wine at their stall?"
"There are five or six people standing in one stall. What do you think they do?"
Said the wine connoisseur.
"Then you don't need to identify the next few bottles of wine."
Chen Jianye said.
"Little brother, you bought so much Moutai, are you going to give it to your leaders?"
"If you give fake wine to your boss, not only will your job not be accomplished, but you will also annoy your boss."
The wine connoisseur wants to earn his keep.
According to his estimation, real wine and fake wine are generally split in half, so he can earn four dollars after identifying the wine in front of him.
"It's okay. I've already bought it and I can't return it. I can only treat it as real and use it."
"It's annoying to find out the identification."
Chen Jianye's tone was very 'desolate'.
"Okay, brother, you can make your own arrangements."
The wine taster didn't force it and got up and left.
Chen Jianye put all the drinks into his personal space, found an alley to go into, and then took out the drinks.
He wants to identify it himself.
When it comes to eyesight, he is confident that he is no worse than anyone else.
The reason he was deceived was that he had never thought that there was such a thing as fake wine in the 1960s.
Now he knew and understood the operation of the wine taster.
Then you definitely can't waste money anymore.
Chen Jianye first picked up the bottle of fake wine, carefully observed it with a flashlight, determined the location for the hole, and scratched it with his fingernails.
Some white powder was scraped out.
"This bunch of bastards."
Chen Jianye cursed softly, but in his mind he had already figured out the process of Moutai's counterfeiting.
Just like in later generations, they used a drill to drill holes and pour out the real wine inside.
Then they poured in fake wine.
Then seal the holes with paint.
As for the real wine, it must have been given to the leaders for their enjoyment.
The leader said at the dinner that he would not drink alcohol today and would just drink some boiled water.
The enamel cup contains pure Moutai.
Ordinary people can only buy the bottle of Moutai and the low-quality liquor inside with real money.
It is ordinary people who are being cheated.
Chen Jianye suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and examined all the remaining eight bottles of wine.
There are ten bottles of wine, four are real and six are fake.
"Awesome, awesome."
"It makes money faster than farming."
Chen Jianye was furious.
A bottle of wine costs twenty-two yuan, and six bottles of fake wine cost one hundred and thirty-two yuan.
He set up a stall in the black market twice and earned less than one hundred and ten yuan.
Working hard to earn some money is not enough to make up for being hacked once.
Chen Jianye separated the real wine from the fake wine, made sure that his whole body was wrapped tightly, held a sharp knife in his hand, and walked towards the black market with firm steps.
No one can steal his money.
Even if the King of Heaven comes!
This time he's going to do something big.
It's a case of thieves robbing each other, it depends on who is more powerful.