还没等华真行搭茬后面院里杨老头已经听见了拿了一瓶酒走出来放柜台说“二六年份罗曼克蒂现饮口感正佳既然是公主殿要待客我也不好意思卖得太便宜了就算五万米金一瓶吧”
梅斯有点被惊着了但这位绅士也不能倒了架失了身份皱着眉头拿起酒道“你这酒从哪里来？”
杨老头“你买酒就买酒还管我进货渠道吗？”
梅斯放酒道“你们这些东国人恐怕不太了解真正贵族推崇统名酒我也不敢让公主殿喝这种来历不产还有没有别酒？”
华真行听出来了梅斯不仅是怀疑酒真假更是因买不起梅斯刚才口就说要三箱最好红酒那就是十支按杨老头价总计就得九十万米金就算克蒂娅公主要这里搞个晚宴也不可能给他这么多预算啊
但他又不能说自己买不起所就硬找了这样借口杨老头倒也没计较笑呵呵地又从货架拿出一瓶已经打了红酒道“可看看这个二年东国产来历绝对白白我特意进了一批货你先尝尝再说”
华真行摸出来一支大高脚杯接过瓶倒了浅浅一个底梅斯拿过去晃半天又皱着眉头慢慢抿了好几口也没说好或者不好抬头直接问道“多少钱？”
杨老头“二百五十米金一瓶不还价不行您就再去别处找找吧”
梅斯似是沉吟了几秒钟然后点头道“那就给我拿十支吧”
杨老头一摆手“小华去搬酒！”
Hua Zhenxing got up and went to the back to move the wine. It happened that Mr. Feng came in from the back with a jar of tea. There was a picture of a great man in the white enamel jar, and there was a word "Broad world" in the East. Mr. Feng Hua Zhen whispered in his ear, "Don’t worry, slow down, go a few times and bring him a bottle."
Chapter 34, Ruins and Tombs
Strange suggestion, but Hua Zhen thought of something when he thought about it, so he did it. There was not only a cellar, but also three tunnels leading to different directions. There were various things in the cellar, including a lot of wine
Hua Zhenxing didn’t move all three boxes at once, but took them to Metz in both hands, which seemed very cautious, as if all the wines had just been found and drawn from different positions in several rows of big wine racks.
Mesch is waiting for a chat and looking at the bottle at the counter. He didn’t buy wine. "The real Romanckety is produced in the Pogen area of Lanxi. There are thousands of bottles per year, and each bottle has a unique number. The highest auction price of the best vintage wine has exceeded 500,000 meters of gold.
It is made from 100% Pinot Noir grape, which is the most difficult grape to grow in the world. It is said that the princess’s high price does not mean anything. The most important thing is that it is unique and noble, with a mysterious oriental spice atmosphere, which seems to make people feel at peace.
Its breath has many layers, such as agarwood, cinnamon and charming roasted vanilla accompanied by rose fragrance; The taste is so rich, such as cherry, plum, dark plum and truffle. The taste is delicate and silky, and the wonderful combination of these rich tastes seems to be the taste given by the emperor.
Real nobles can talk about it with respect for the emperor … "
Hua Zhen, who was taking wine back and forth, couldn’t help but whisper, "Can agarwood, cinnamon and roasted vanilla braised pork intestines also be these seasonings?"
Yang Laotou "move your red wine for dinner and then make braised pork intestines!"
Mr. Feng pointed to the bottle of lonely wine at the counter. "Where did you get it, Lao Yang?"
Yang Laotou said, "I’ll go to the winery myself."
Mr. Feng "drinks? In which village are you? "
Yang Lao head smiled "is not a small burn in the village! I used to live in one place for many years. I can drink a little home-cooked food in every village in Fiona Fang. The difference includes different years and I can tell it when I smell it … If I can write all kinds of tweets according to today’s routines? "
They said that Mace couldn’t understand the East Chinese, but he was still amazed. When Mace had finished speaking, Mr. Feng shook the tea urn and said with a smile, "It seems that this gentleman is very particular about drinking! I’m from the East. I don’t usually drink much red wine and I don’t know much about it. I like tea. Do you know that this cup of tea is exquisite … "
He still speaks Mandarin in Eastern China, but Yang Lao-tou consciously cooperated to translate these words into fluent Lanxi. Hua Zhenxing was slowly moving wine back and forth. At that time, he heard some fragments intermittently. For example, when he came in, he heard Mr. Feng talking about a teacup, saying that "the secret glazed cup is like a cup filled with dew and tea, which divides the garden seven times."
On several occasions, when he came in, he heard Mr. Feng say that the tea tray talked about the inkstone tray and the wooden tray talked about what had happened during the inkstone tray. The wooden tray listened to the details. Different kinds of tea were matched with different tea trays, and black, purple, yellow, green and white were all very particular about precious wood.
Isn’t it just a tray for putting teapot and teacups and preventing water from spilling? Mr. Feng also talked about pouring water into a kettle, pouring red clouds, sand and water into a wooden tray, and the special material actually has different fragrances. According to this delicate fragrance, the tea tray needs to be carved with different patterns to set off the elegance …
Once again, he heard Mr. Feng say that a certain tea species said that "this is the only place in the world where the sacred tree is more ancient". When it snows in winter, this piece of snow is light and green. The original tree can be traced back to the ancient Maro era and is hidden in the mountains. It is rare to pick it over the years. Only when it is fixed in the solar terms must it coincide with a specific weather.
The magic is even more if you can find the original plant of ancient tea, this day happens to be like this every year! When the buds produce six ounces of tea, the tea flies like blue snow in the cup and pot for a long time without rest … Take a sip of spirit, touch your heart, caress your heart, and be full of feelings. If Shu Ning wears flying feathers and royal breeze,
Hua Zhen’s trip was so engrossed that he deliberately hid behind the door and muttered to himself, "What kind of tea is this? I feel that I can become immortal after drinking! "
Hua Zhen’s trip was still like this. Mace was even more stunned. The jazz didn’t move his feet in front of the counter. He didn’t notice that ten bottles of wine had been packed together until Hua Zhenxing woke him up. "Sir, your wine is ready. Please check it first and I’ll box it for you."
Mace just came to his senses, leaned over to Mr. Feng and nodded, "Ge must be from a noble family, too. I don’t mean today’s Dongguo, but your family history …"
Mr. Feng is very natural and unrestrained. "The ancestors of all those who have surnames in the Eastern Kingdom are now listed as nobles, and they can be traced back to the Qin and Han Dynasties, not to mention the three generations of Yan Huang."
Hua Zhen’s trip is very difficult. Old man Pei Yang translated these words into Lanxi as accurately as possible. Mace smell speech was a little startled and nodded, "I’m a little confused. Everyone in the East has ancestor worship."
What did he confess or confess? Hua Zhen also asked a little quietly, "What’s so particular about Mr. Feng’s surname Hua?"
Mr. Feng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hua Xu is the ancestor of the wind, and everyone has the same root."
At this time, another big black man suddenly appeared. It turned out that Shire happened to come to Hua Zhenxing and saw Mace counting the wine at the counter and asking about the situation. "Do you need a label?" The bottle label of Patusi Winery can tell guests that this is a special country, and the roots of the royal market can’t be bought anywhere else or seen. "
It’s rare for him to speak these words in a fairly standard way. Mace understood them. When Xia Erzhen took out a stack of bottle labels, there were 20 Zhang Huazhen who didn’t know what it was, but he knew that it was normal for Xia Erzhen to carry this kind of thing with him in a wine shop.
Mace hesitated, but after all, he took over these bottle labels. After reading them for a long time, he said, "Help me post them!" "
Hua Zhen Bank and Shire helped to paste all the ten bottle labels and tear off the remaining bottle labels, and then moved all the wine to Mace. Mace specially gave Shire 20 meters of gold and told him not to say that it was a worry, even if Shire said it, others wouldn’t believe it.
After Mace left, Mr. Feng turned the enamel jar to the counter and rushed to Yang Tehong. "Don’t you have any good tea here? Just make these old tea roots for me?"