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She looks like she is eighteen or nineteen years old, with fair and jade-like skin, big waves and neatly burgundy hair, and a white French romantic fairy-like palace hook flower ** embroidered long skirt that perfectly outlines her figure.

However, such a girl looked a little cramped at this time. She lowered her head, her fair face and swan-like neck were slightly red, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face was full of apology.

"Sorry, I'm late."

The taster looked at the girl standing by the table with a serious expression and said lightly: "You go. Being late is an unforgivable mistake."

"Why don't you give her a chance?" Lan Jue's voice rang.

The taster sits unmoved, "Lateness means disrespect."

Lan Jue said: "We young people all have a love for beauty. It's better to give her a chance just because of my face."

The barista in a white suit said, "He said we are old." He smiled on his face, as if he was saying, "I'm not the one who makes trouble."

The taster frowned.

But the foodie said, "Jewelry, for the sake of the bottle of wine you hold, I support you this time."

The taster subconsciously turned his head and looked at Lan Jue. When his eyes fell on the bottle in Lan Jue's hand, he could no longer move.

The serious taster who had been calm and serious stood up suddenly, his lips and fingers pointing to Lan Jue trembled almost at the same time, "I just asked you to take a bottle!" He said this sentence almost gritted his teeth.

Lan Jue said seriously: "I'm not a casual person."

"Give it back to me!" The taster stepped forward to Lan Jue and grabbed the wine from his hand.

Lan Jue did not dodge, and the wine reached the taster's hand, but there was a complete block in his hand, a block with a faint smell of wine.

"Bastard, you actually opened it!" said the taster in anger.

"Swearing is a mistake that a noble cannot be forgiven." Lan Jue shook the plug in his hand at him.

The girl in white dress also raised her head and saw the bottle of wine. Her water-blue eyes were full of brilliance.

The taster's breathing seemed a bit heavy. After gasping for a few times, he snatched the silver metal block from Lan Jue's other hand, "Eva, warm water, white bread slices. Seventy-two-month-old Spanish black-haired pig ham, shaved slices."

"Yes, Master."

"Wait a minute." The gourmet called Eva, he stood up, looked at the taster who was holding the bottle tightly, and said, "It turns out that you still have 72 months old black hair ham, and you are reluctant to take it out."

The taster said viciously: "The ancestors brought a total of nineteen items back then, and there are still fourteen items left. This was originally reserved for me to enjoy. It's a bargain."

The foodie smiled and said, "Don't be bothered, it takes a good mood to taste delicious food and wine. Moreover, a ham can be eaten many times. Eva, take the whole ham, and then take a larger disk and twenty candles, and I'll handle it."

Eva looked at the taster, who nodded to her. I wonder if she had listened to the foodie's persuasion, but the angry expression on his face gradually dissipated.

Lan Jue walked back to his seat and sat down, looked at the girl who was swallowing quietly, and said, "Do you know this bottle of wine?"

The girl nodded vigorously.

Lan Jue smiled and said, "Tell me, look."

The girl said without hesitation: "This is the world's wine king Romani Conte. It is also the king of the French Burgundy region. Burgundy is proud of it. A wine tasting once said that Burgundy can defeat the eight famous Bordeaux with a Romani Conte. It was the most expensive red wine in the world in the Shangyuan era."

Lan Jue said: "Tell me what it tastes."

The girl's eyes instantly showed an intoxicating look, "It is a taste that can penetrate the taste buds and gums, as if it can penetrate into every cell of the human body. The rich and lasting aroma is delicate and mellow, delicate and powerful, balanced and condensed, and the velvety texture is smooth and elegant, almost bringing the advantages of top Pinot Noir grapes into one. It is an unreplicable dream wine. After entering the New Yuan era, the parent star never produced the real Romani Conti since the 2025th year of Shangyuan."

After hearing the girl's words, Lan Jue, the wine taster and the foodie all showed surprise on his face.

The wine tasting said, “You have drunk it?”

The girl nodded slightly shyly, "I once had the honor of tasting a cup of Romani Conti from Shangyuan 1981. Although it is not its best year, the taste is imprinted in my soul."

The foodie smiled and said, "It's a tasteful girl. It seems that the jeweler is right again."

Lan Jue looked at the taster, who nodded and said, "For Romani Conti's sake, you have passed the assessment. Remember, no matter what, as a nobleman, you can't be late, no matter what the reason is for you."

The girl gave a deep gift, "Yes."

The wine tasting said, "Go. Eva will do the formalities for you."

"Thank you." The girl saluted again. She hesitated for a moment, as if she had the courage to ask: "If I get the Sky Fire Badge in the future, can I come to you to buy Romani? Conti?"

The taster waved his hand coldly and said, "Romani? Conti, I only treat my friends."

A trace of loss appeared on the girl's face. After saluting again, she turned around and left.

Several waiters brought four Pinot Noir wine glasses, a plate of white bread slices, four cups of warm water, and a huge ham that was one meter long and about thirty centimeters in diameter at the thickest point. A square white porcelain plate.

The taster looked at Lan Jue coldly, "I will never let you help me with the assessment again."

Lan Jue smiled slightly and said, "Wine tasters, you must learn to be tolerant. Good things must be shared with everyone to have fun."

The taster snorted, picked up Romani Conte, pressed his thumb into the depression at the bottom of the bottle, held his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger on the side of the bottle, and raised the bottle with one hand.

Looking at the wine label on the bottle, he murmured: "Romani Conti in Shangyuan 2005, you are so cruel!"

Lan Jue looked at the cup in front of him, "I see there are still 1990."

The foodie's eyes froze, "Then why don't you take it? Although 2005 is the top year, 1990 is the legendary year of Kangdi!"

Lan Jue said with a stern voice: "I don't want to be blacklisted by wine tasters."

The gourmet lined up twenty candles with a smile, "Don't worry, others may do it, but we still don't."

The taster said angrily: "I owe you what I owe?"

Lan Jue and the foodie smiled at each other and said in unison: "It's rare for a drinker."
Chapter completed!