Shelby Cobra 427 (1,200 Recommendation Votes, Bonus Chapter)

Shelby Cobra 427 (1,200 Recommendation Votes, Bonus Chapter)

(P.S.: Thank you all for your support. I hope I get the chance to post a bonus chapter for 1,500 recommendation votes this week too. That would make six chapters.)

"Ding, check-in successful. Reward: Butterfly Trek Madone."

"What is that?"

After finishing dinner with his parents, Fan Yu began today's check-in.

As long as he checked in before midnight, it would not expire. Over the past two days, Fan Yu had not been in a hurry to check in, doing so whenever he had time.

However, this check-in reward left Fan Yu somewhat confused. He had no idea what it was.

"Can you introduce it?"

There was no harm in asking the system. That was the rule. The system had an introduction function, so Fan Yu made an inquiry.

The bicycle ridden by Armstrong, seven-time champion of the Tour de France.

It once rode down the Champs-Élysées during the final stage of the 2015 Tour de France.

The Butterfly Trek Madone was auctioned at Sotheby's.

Value: 5 million US dollars.

Current value: 32 million.

Fan Yu nodded. This Butterfly Trek Madone should have extremely high collectible value. Although it was only worth 32 million, if it met someone who loved collecting, the price would probably rise even higher.

In the corner of Fan Yu's bedroom, an old bicycle had already appeared, bearing the Butterfly Trek Madone logo.

After picking up the bicycle and examining it for a while, Fan Yu lost interest.

He was not a collector, but since the system had rewarded it to him, he would keep it for now. If he met someone worth giving it to in the future, it would make a fine gift.

Finding nothing else to do, Fan Yu soon fell into a deep sleep.

It was not until the next morning that Fan Yu slowly woke up. The electric curtains opened, and dazzling light poured into the room. From the window, he could clearly see the scenic stretch of the Huangpu River.

After stretching, Fan Yu got out of bed.

"Check in."

There did not seem to be anything going on today, so Fan Yu directly chose to check in.

"Ding, check-in successful. You have obtained the 1966 Shelby Cobra 427."

What was this now?

Fan Yu felt that everything he had checked in for these past two days had been something he knew nothing about.

"Introduce it."

Scratching his head, Fan Yu walked out of the bedroom and spoke to the system.

"The Cobra 427 was the car of Carroll Shelby, a super driver from the 1950s."

"From 1969 to 1982, legendary driver Shelby won the 24 Hours of Le Mans six times, becoming an undying legend on the Le Mans Circuit."

"The Cobra 427 was his exclusive vehicle."

"The Cobra 427 was produced in 1961 and rose to fame in 1966. Carroll Shelby swept the top three places at Le Mans in 1966, making the Cobra 427 sports car famous around the world."

"Shelby's sports cars had a very retro appearance. With a sapphire-blue body, they carried the feel of classic Ford cars. Even so, they had always been hailed as gentlemen of violence."

"Collectible value: 30 million."

After reading the information, Fan Yu looked it up online as well. The online introduction stated that the Shelby Cobra 427 possessed tremendous collectible value. To commemorate this gentleman of violence, a professional team in Detroit spent three years restoring the car in 2000. Although the car had spanned an entire century, it had been preserved relatively well.

Some companies had even released fifty limited-edition commemorative models worldwide to ride the trend, which were replicas.

However, the Cobra 427 Fan Yu had checked in for was Shelby's own car, a genuine original.

Interesting. After learning about the Shelby Cobra 427, Fan Yu became a little intrigued.

He had actually obtained a legendary car.

After breakfast, Fan Yu sat in the study and began researching.

The Manchu Han Imperial Feast Cookbook had to be properly arranged. Once the restaurant at The Bund, Number 22 opened, he would definitely need to hire a chef. At that time, he would also give the Manchu Han Imperial Feast Cookbook to that chef and have him prepare exquisite dishes for a New Century version of an imperial banquet.

Moreover, Fan Yu and Su Xi had already planned for the restaurant to serve only high-society clients. In other words, without a certain status, one simply could not enter the restaurant to dine. Everything would be membership-based, and the membership cards would be divided into several tiers.

The higher the membership card's tier, the better the dishes one could eat. In short, it was about making people feel superior. What did wealthy people need nowadays? Of course, status and prestige.

As long as something could represent status and prestige, they would flock to it and madly scramble upward at all costs.

For example, when two wealthy people sat together, aside from discussing business, what else would they talk about? Naturally, the experiences they had enjoyed. If one could outshine the other, it would give them tremendous face. It was precisely this mindset that created so many high-end markets.

Why had those foreign luxury companies been able to build enormous business empires? Because their brands symbolized status. The restaurant at the Bund worked on the same principle: build hype and elevate its status.

However, the choice of chef had to be made carefully. The recipes absolutely could not be leaked.

In this society, one should not think of human nature as too simple. Once his and Su Xi's restaurant succeeded, countless people would become jealous, and dirty methods behind the scenes would keep appearing. The chef would then become a target. If they could not solve the chef problem, there would probably be a great deal of trouble.

While Fan Yu was lost in thought, noon arrived before he knew it.

Ring, ring, ring!!!

The phone on the table rang. He glanced at the caller ID and answered with a smile.

"Hello, Xixi."

"I'm hungry. Let's go get something to eat." Su Xi's voice came through the phone.

Fan Yu nodded and glanced at the Patek Philippe on his wrist. "It's already noon. What do you want to eat?"

"Barbecue."

"Sure. I'm heading downstairs now. Wait for me in the garage."

After hanging up, Fan Yu returned to his bedroom, casually found a set of Armani casual wear, and headed out.

"Xiaoyu, you're not eating lunch at home?"

"Mom, I'm going out to eat with Xixi." Fan Yu waved as he spoke.

When he arrived at the underground garage, Su Xi was circling Fan Yu's classic car.

"Fan Yu, what kind of car is this?"

Fan Yu smiled. "A Shelby Cobra 427, a highly collectible car."

"Yours?"

Seeing the Cobra 427 parked in Fan Yu's parking space, Su Xi asked with a frown.

"Yeah, it was shipped over from Europe last night," Fan Yu said.

Su Xi did not think much of it. "Let's take this one, then. I want to see what it feels like to ride in this antique."

Fan Yu did not refuse. He took out the keys, opened the car door, and the two of them drove away.

"Where are we eating?" Fan Yu asked, steering with one hand.

"Mako's BBQ Restaurant."

Mako's BBQ Restaurant was a barbecue place in Magic City with a distinctive style.

The decor was filled with nostalgic memories of old Magic City from the 1980s.

Water was served in large porcelain mugs.

The teacups were printed with old-fashioned patterns, brimming with the feeling of a bygone era.

Cast-iron grills and copper barbecue stoves.

Two bottles of cold beer, several plates of fresh, pure beef from Niujie, and a few friends clinking glasses together—it was a wonderful indulgence.

It was currently the peak dining hour.

The hall was filled with the mouthwatering aroma of grilled meat.

Seeing the packed dining hall, Fan Yu and Su Xi could not help feeling that this restaurant's business was indeed booming.