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She looked to be around eighteen or nineteen, with skin as white as jade. Her hair was a deep red and wavy. She was dressed in a white French romantic floral embroidered gown that accentuated her figure to perfection.
However, such a young woman, at this moment, seemed to be in a rush.
Her head was lowered, her fair face and swan-like neck tinged with red. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face was apologetic.
"I'm sorry I'm late."
The Wine Master's face was solemn as he looked at the young woman standing by the table. "Go.
Being late is an unforgivable mistake. "
"Why don't you give her a chance?" Lan Jue's voice rang out.
The Wine Master didn't move. "Being late is disrespectful."
Lan Jue: "Us young people have a heart for beauty. Why don't you give her a chance for my sake?"
The Coffee Master, dressed in a white suit, said. "He says we're old." He had a smile on his face, as if to say, I'm not the type to pick a fight.
The Wine Master frowned.
The Gourmet, however, spoke up. "Jewelry Master, for the sake of the wine in your hand, I'll support you this time."
The Wine Master unconsciously turned his head to look at Lan Jue. When his eyes fell on the wine bottle in Lan Jue's hand, he couldn't tear them away.
The Wine Master, who had always been calm and serious, suddenly stood up. His lips and the finger he pointed at Lan Jue began to tremble. "I only told you to take any bottle!" He said through gritted teeth.
Lan Jue's voice was earnest. "I'm not a casual person."
"Give it back!" The Wine Master shot in front of Lan Jue, and snatched the bottle from her hand.
Lan Jue didn't dodge. The bottle was in the Wine Master's hand, but there was an intact cork in his hand. It was a cork that emitted a faint fragrance of wine.
"You bastard! You actually opened it!" The Wine Master spat in exasperation.
"Swearing is an unforgivable mistake for a noble." Lan Jue shook the cork in her hand.
The girl in the white dress also raised her head at this moment and saw the bottle of wine. Her pair of blue eyes were filled with sparkling brilliance.
The Wine Master's breathing was labored. After a few heavy breaths, he snatched the silver ingot from Lan Jue's other hand. "Eva, warm water and white bread.
Seventy-two months old Spanish black pork ham, shaved. "
"Yes, Master."
"Wait a moment."
The Gourmet called Eva to a halt. He rose to his feet, and with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, he looked at the Wine Master, who was clutching the bottle tightly. "So you still have something as good as a seventy-two month old ham. Normally you're reluctant to bring it out."
The Wine Master's voice was fierce. "My ancestors brought nineteen of them, and now there are fourteen left. They were meant for me to enjoy.
You guys got lucky. "
The Gourmet smiled. "Don't be angry. Enjoying good food and wine requires a good mood.
Besides, one ham can be eaten many times over.
Eva, bring out the ham as a whole, and bring out a larger plate and twenty candles. I'll take care of it. "
Eva looked at the Wine Master, who gave her a curt nod.
She didn't know if he'd listened to the Gourmet's advice, but the angry expression on his face gradually disappeared.
Lan Jue returned to her seat and sat down. She looked at the girl, who was quietly swallowing her saliva. "Do you recognize this wine?"
The girl nodded vigorously.
Lan Jue smiled. "Tell me about it."
The girl didn't hesitate. "This is the world's king of wine, Romani?
Conti.
It's also the king of France's Burgundy wine region.
Burgundy is proud to have it. A wine master once said that Burgundy, with Romani Conti, could defeat the eight great chateaux of Bordeaux.
It was the world's most expensive red wine in the former era. "
"Tell me about its taste," Lan Jue said.
Lan Jue: "Tell me what it tastes like."
The girl's eyes instantly revealed an intoxicated look. "It's a taste that can penetrate the taste buds, penetrate the gums, as if it can drill into every cell in the human body.
The wine was fragrant and long-lasting, delicate and mellow. The tannins were fine and powerful, balanced and condensed. The velvety texture was smooth and elegant. It was almost a combination of the best Pinot Noir grapes.
It was a wine that could not be replicated.
After entering the New Era, due to environmental changes and past damage, the mother planet no longer produced real Romani?? i??? after the year 2025 of the previous era.
Conti. "
Lan Jue, the Wine Master and the Gourmet were all surprised by the young woman's words.
"Have you?" The Wine Master asked.
The girl nodded shyly. "Have you ever had the honor of tasting a cup of Romani made in 1981?
Conti. Although it's not the best year for it, its flavor is imprinted in my soul. "
The Gourmet smiled. "A girl with good taste. It looks like the Jewelry Master was right again."
Lan Jue looked at the Wine Master, who nodded. "For the sake of Romani?
For the sake of Conti, you pass the test.
Remember, no matter what happens in the future, as a noble, you cannot be late, no matter what reason you have. "
The girl bowed deeply. "Yes."
The Wine Master said, "Go.
Eva will take care of the formalities for you. "
"Thank you."
The girl bowed again. She hesitated for a moment, then seemed to gather her courage. "If in the future I obtain the Skyfire Badge, can I come here to buy Romani?
Conti? "
The Wine Master waved his hand dismissively. "Romani?
I only entertain friends in Conti. "
A trace of disappointment appeared on the girl's face. She bowed again, then turned to leave.
Several waiters brought over four glasses of Pinot Noir, a plate of white bread, four cups of warm water, and a meter-long ham with a diameter of about 30 centimeters at its thickest point.
It was a square, white porcelain plate.
The Wine Master stared coldly at Lan Jue. "I won't let you take my tests again."
Lan Jue smiled. "Wine Master, you must learn to be tolerant.
Good things are only fun when they are shared. "
The Wine Master snorted. He picked up the Romani Conti.
His thumb pressed into the depression at the base of the bottle. His index, middle, and ring fingers supported the bottle. He lifted the bottle with one hand.
Looking at the label on the bottle, he muttered to himself. "Romani Conti, 2005 of the previous era?
Conti, you bastard! You're too cruel! "
Lan Jue looked at the glass in front of her. "I see a 1990."
The Gourmet's eyes narrowed. "Then why don't you take it?
Even if 2005 is a top vintage, 1990 is a legendary year for Conti! "
Lan Jue's voice was stern and stern. "I don't want to be blacklisted by the Wine Master."
The Gourmet arranged the twenty candles with a half-smile. "Don't worry. Others might, but we won't."
"What do I owe you?" The Wine Master asked in irritation.
Lan Jue and the Gourmet exchanged a smile, then spoke in unison. "Drinking buddies are hard to come by."
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