What appeared in front of Xiao Ran's eyes were two boxes of Maotai.
To the Chinese, this treasure is very familiar, and everyone is familiar with it.
These are two boxes of six bottles of Maotai, sitting so quietly on the shelf.
It can be seen that both boxes have been opened by someone, and the traces are very obvious.
It is unknown whether the original owner opened it or whether it was opened by customs officers to check the situation.
In addition, the surfaces of these two boxes are somewhat damaged, and the boxes are very old, giving them a sense of history.
To be precise, it is different from the current Moutai wine boxes, and more like the Moutai wine boxes in the 1980s and 1990s.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Ran's eyes immediately flashed with surprise.
When he entered this warehouse before, he did not expect that there would be two boxes of Maotai here. It was an unexpected surprise!
The guys in the live broadcast room also saw that these two boxes of Moutai had a bit of history.
The guys who were particularly good at drinking were even more pleasantly surprised.
"Xiao Ran, judging from the appearance of these two Maotai wine boxes, they should be Maotai produced in the 1980s."
"If the box is really Maotai, and the vintage of the wine is the same as the box, then it can be considered a small leak."
Addicted to Deep Blue said excitedly.
"Isn't it a small leak? How come Moutai in the 1980s doesn't cost tens of thousands a bottle now?"
“It’s not uncommon for a few special years of wine or specially brewed Moutai to be worth hundreds of thousands.”
The gluttonous disciple continued.
While everyone was talking about it, Xiao Ran had already walked to the two boxes of Maotai and started to check the situation.
The two boxes of Moutai originally had seals on them, but they were torn off, leaving less than a quarter of the seals still attached to the boxes.
On that seal, it was written in Chinese.
Now only the word "Shanghai" can be seen, and the rest of the words have been torn out.
Apparently, the seal was torn off by someone who inspected the two boxes of wine.
Instead, yellow tape with the words Los Angeles Airport Customs printed on it sealed the box tightly.
What is the situation inside the box, is it Moutai, what year is it, how many bottles are there in total, etc.
All of these circumstances are currently unknown.
Of course, this is not a problem at all for Xiao Ran.
Through perspective, he could see very clearly.
Each of these two boxes contained six bottles of Maotai, neatly stacked.
What's strange is that these six bottles of Maotai are not the common white porcelain bottles, but the yellow wine bottles.
Xiao Ran has never seen such a Moutai bottle.
Additionally, the wine label and back label are both intact.
In the upper left corner of the wine label, there is a red five star printed on it.
Under the back label with the introduction of Moutai, the year of production is clearly written, 1982.
All bottles are in good sealing condition with no signs of opening.
There are no pinholes or anything like that on the bottle, so it is extremely unlikely that it is fake wine.
The Maotai liquor in the bottle seems to have evaporated a little. It is not very full, but it has not evaporated too much.
Seeing this, Xiao Ran understood instantly.
This is the five-star brand Kweichow Moutai, a fine wine in the eyes of countless drinking friends.
As for the year 1982, he didn't quite understand what was so special about the yellow porcelain bottle.
He doesn't drink liquor often, and he doesn't have much research in this area, so naturally he doesn't know this knowledge.
But it doesn't matter, there are many people in the live broadcast room who are good at drinking, and they helped him answer these questions in the blink of an eye.
Just as he was checking the two boxes of Moutai, Mr. Qin from Shaanbo suddenly sent out several barrages.
After seeing the barrage, Fang Yufei immediately read it out.
"Xiao Ran, Mr. Qin said this is the five-star brand Kweichow Moutai produced in the early 1980s, and it may be a special yellow sauce."
"If the wine in the box matches these two boxes, then the price of each bottle of wine will be more than 100,000."
No one knows better than Xiao Ran whether the wine in the box is right or not.
Upon hearing the appraisal conclusion given by Mr. Qin, his eyes immediately flashed with joy.
"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your advice. I'm going to take these two boxes of Maotai and keep them myself."
"If Mr. Qin comes to Los Angeles in the future, I will treat you to a special yellow sauce Maotai."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Qin had already sent out a series of good wishes.
Obviously, this old man is also a good drinker, and he is greedy for Moutai.
At this time, the live broadcast room was already as lively as a boiling pot.
"I'll go! It turns out to be two boxes of special yellow sauce Maotai produced in the 1980s. It's so precious!"
"Xiao Ran, give me a box for my buddy. How about 120,000 per bottle?"
"Brother, prepare to curry favor with the old man so that he can inherit the throne as soon as possible!"
Brother Da Fei said with great expectation.
Immediately afterwards, Jingcheng Hua Shao joked:
"The Moutai produced in the 1980s has expired a long time ago, right? If you drink it, you may be poisoned and die."
"Xiao Ran, why don't you send these two boxes of Maotai back, and my brother will reluctantly help you deal with them."
"Hahaha"
There was a burst of laughter in the live broadcast room, and everyone laughed.
Xiao Ran smiled and shook his head.
"These two boxes are specially for Huangjiang brothers to collect for themselves. I don't plan to sell them. These are consumer goods. Once you drink them, they will be gone."
"Besides, if I send these two boxes of Moutai back to China, they will probably be detained by the customs and then auctioned for a second time. That would be too unfair."
Before he finished speaking, there was laughter again in the live broadcast room.
Those who coveted these two boxes of special yellow sauce Maotai also gave up completely.
At this moment, a professional treasure hunter whom I knew suddenly came over.
This guy first looked at the two boxes of Maotai, and then asked curiously:
"Sean, what's in these two boxes? They look like wine boxes."
Xiao Ran turned to look at this guy, smiled and nodded.
"Yes, this is a wine box. It contains a kind of liquor produced in China."
"I really like drinking liquor. It's rare to see liquor produced in my hometown, so I wanted to take a photo and take it back to taste."
Hearing that it was liquor, this guy immediately lost interest.
"It turns out it's liquor! I've had Chinese liquor, and it was too strong and spicy. When I drank it, I felt like I was on fire."
"I guess only you Chinese are used to drinking liquor."
"Hahaha"
Xiao Ran laughed and said teasingly:
"That's because you won't enjoy it. Baijiu is much better than tequila."
The professional treasure hunter shook his head, then turned and left.
The other guys who were staring at Xiao Ran suddenly lost interest when they heard that these were two boxes of liquor.
There were only two Chinese buyers who took a few more glances at the two boxes of Moutai.
There are also many alcoholic items on this shelf.
Most of them are famous Western wines such as red wine, brandy, tequila, and rum.
Two bottles of Romanée-Conti were produced in the early 1990s, and one bottle of Mouton red was produced in the 1980s, which is still of some value.
Under Elaine's instigation, Xiao Ran decided to take these bottles of dry red.
Maybe you can use it if you have a celebration banquet or spend a romantic time with your beautiful woman.
After a while, Xiao Ran and the others looked through the shelves like a quick glance.
Then, they walked to the second shelf and began to look at the things on this shelf.
Most of the items placed on this shelf are handicrafts, each with its own characteristics.
Some of these things are quite unique and worth playing with in detail.
Unfortunately, time is limited and Xiao Ran does not have time to appreciate these handicrafts from all over the world.
They strolled past the shelves as if they were going shopping, scanning the items on the shelves.
Only when they see something distinctive and valuable will they pause for a moment and take a few more looks.
While talking, the two of them had reached the middle of the shelf.
When they got here, Xiao Ran and Elaine stopped at the same time and looked at something on the shelf.
This is a wood carving about one meter high, made of African rosewood. It is reddish brown with a hint of purple, giving it a simple beauty.
What it carves is an African man clenching his fists and roaring to the sky, seeming to be venting his full anger to God.
Although this is a portrait sculpture, this African man does not have a normal human body shape. The figure is exaggerated and even grotesque.
He doesn't have too complicated movements, but the whole sculpture looks full of tension, extremely vivid, and full of rhythm and imagination.
The moment they saw this wood carving, Xiao Ran and Yi Lian were stunned for a moment.
Then, they whispered in unison:
“West African wood carvings!”
