"have!"

Shang Yin nodded and ran to the basement quickly.

Seeing him running, Chen Yutong and Li Long turned their heads to look at Shang Yang at the same time, as if he was unforgivable...

Shang Yang was also helpless and knew that he could not answer, saying that he owed him? He seemed to feel that he didn't owe him!

Shang Yin ran up from below, carried two bottles of Maotai, and put one bottle down in front of several people: "You can drink this bottle, this one is good..."

This bottle of wine is written with Maotai, but Shang Yang has never seen it. The bottle is not smooth. It has dragon patterns carved with white porcelain on both sides, with gold wax seals on it, and a red rope is tied to the bottle, which says: Han Emperor Maotai.

It's not clear what value it is.

However, he knew the bottle that Shang Yin held in his hand. It was the pottery bottle Maotai. The bottle that Xu Shitou opened to celebrate the night he returned home was produced in the 1950s and is currently sold for less than 2 million yuan.

This Han Emperor Maotai should only be better.

I couldn't care about that much, Shang Yang opened the bottle. The moment he opened it, the strong aroma of wine came to his nose, and Chen Yutong, who was sitting next to him, was instantly blushed.

It was the first time that Shang Yang smelled such a strong and mellow smell of wine. After thinking about it, he picked up Shang Yin's wine glass, poured him one, then poured him a little, and finally filled him with it.

"Haha...Haha"

Shang Yin sat opposite him, smiling all the time, smiling, his eyes turned red, and he muttered, "In the blink of an eye, my son can pour wine..."

Shang Yang heard it, but didn't say anything, and slowly picked up the wine glass.
Chapter completed!