Not only Ding Shijia, but also most people present had this question, including Shen Fanlei.
Of course, the most depressed person is Ding Shijia. In the past, he only heard that Cinderella would become a princess when she put on the glass slipper. He couldn't understand why there was a gray prince in the world. Did Ling Cang wear underwear that had been consecrated by a monk? I borrowed Jackie Chan's magical tuxedo, and suddenly there was such a big change.
Soon, he decided in his heart that Ling Cang must be Jiang Wenxuan's pretty boy. After thinking about it, Ling Cang was also very handsome, but he was too poor in the past, so he didn't dress up well. Now that Jiang Wenxuan is here, the poor become rich. Take a handful and pretend to be a young man.
"A nouveau riche is a nouveau riche after all..." Ding Shijia felt a little disdainful and wanted to find an opportunity to embarrass Ling Cang. At this time, the waiter walked by with a tray. Ding Shijia picked up two glasses of red wine from the top and handed one to Ling Cang: "In the past, there was a bit of misunderstanding between us, but it's not important. The misunderstanding has been eliminated. Here, I offer you a glass of wine. I hope you don't keep it in your mind."
"I never took it seriously," Ling Cang raised his cup towards Ding Shijia and teased, "I just hope you can be consistent in your words and deeds."
"Please," Ding Shijia pretended not to hear the sarcasm, raised his glass and took a sip, then looked at Ling Cang with interest. He very much hoped that Ling Cang would drink the contents of the cup like other poor students eating in small restaurants. Red wine is like a two-dollar bottle of beer, drink it all in one go.
But Ding Shijia was disappointed. Ling Cang first turned the glass slightly in his hand twice to check whether the wine was hanging on the glass, and then took a very elegant sip: "Yes, it's Patus. It seems that this party is of high quality."
"You can drink it and tell it's Patus,"
"I can still tell the year after drinking it," Ling Cang smiled slightly: "Want to hear it?"
Ding Shijia only knew that this was red wine, but he didn't really know what kind of red wine it was. He glanced at Ling Cang sheepishly, then called a waiter and asked in a low, inaudible voice.
The waiter replied that this was indeed Patus. Ding Shijia couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Even a pretty boy could understand something, but a noble man like him didn't drink it. He really didn't know where to put his face.
Ding Shijia didn't ask about the year of the wine, because he estimated that Ling Cang would be able to tell it, but as he rolled his eyes, he quickly had other ideas: "It seems you know a lot about wine,"
"You can say that,"
"Then I have a bottle of wine here. I wonder if I can identify it,"
"OK,"
Ding Shijia snapped his fingers coolly, and an attendant immediately brought a bottle of red wine and put it respectfully into Ding Shijia's hand.
"This bottle of wine is quite good. My father brought it back from Europe a few days ago." Ding Shijia placed the wine on the table and introduced proudly: "But many people don't know that this is What kind of wine is this bottle of? Could you please give me some advice?"
Ding Shijia's move attracted everyone's attention. Even Jiang Wenxuan came over, picked up the bottle of wine and looked at it seriously. After a while, she shook her head slightly and handed the wine to Shen Fanlei. After Shen Fanlei read it, she gave it to another person.
After looking around, no one could tell what kind of wine it was, not even Jiang Wenxuan, who had received a standard aristocratic education in Europe.
There is no doubt that this is a bottle of red wine, but no one has ever seen such a red wine, and even the label cannot be understood, because the text on the label is not in French, it looks a bit like English, but it does not comply with the English spelling rules.
Of course, there are many brands of red wine, domestic, imported, original, bottled, and so on. Just buy a bottle from the market, tear off the label, and use it to stump the wine experts.
However, this is limited to low- to mid-range wines. There are only so many high-end red wines, so there is no reason why they cannot be recognized.
Jiang Wenxuan did recognize it. It was in Spanish, but she only recognized a few Spanish words, so she couldn't see any more information.
"Mr. Ling, have you ever seen the origin of this bottle of wine?" Ding Shijia looked at Ling Cang with a half-smile, and made up his mind that although he was not his opponent in a fight, he would definitely make this country bumpkin embarrassed in other ways. Thinking of Ling Cang's daughter His friend Shen Fanlei and Ling Cang's supporter Jiang Wenxuan were both present. He was even more proud: "Today I will let you see what kind of guy your man is. How dare such a filthy man lead such a thing?" When the occasion arises, Jiang Wenxuan and Shen Fanlei, you two are not afraid of losing the face of the family,"
Ling Cang didn't touch the bottle of wine at all, but just glanced at it: "It seems that your father knows how to enjoy it."
"Oh, how to say,"
"This bottle of wine is not very famous in China. If you are not a lover of wine and understand wine, you will definitely not buy it,"
"So, you really know what kind of wine this is," Ding Shijia's face turned a little ugly: "Then I would like to ask Mr. Ling for advice."
"In the world of red wine, people are used to dividing red wine into two categories, New World red wine and Old World red wine. The so-called Old World refers to the Old Continent, and its representative is France. In China, French red wine has the highest degree of recognition. People Blindly pursuing it, driven by the Chinese people, the price of French red wine has soared, far away from the actual value." After a pause, Ling Cang continued: "Actually, French red wine is famous, but it does not mean that other countries are famous. There are no fine wines. There are actually quite good red wines from Italy and Spain, but they are not very well-known in China, and this bottle of wine comes from Spain.”
The corners of Ding Shijia's mouth twitched twice: "Really..."
"To be precise, this is a bottle of Spanish red wine of the Rioja brand. According to the DO classification system of Spanish red wine, it belongs to the highest Gran Reserva. It is a bottle of Rese**a, which is an aged wine." Many tastings of red wine require tasting. It can only be made after a while, but Ling Cang just took one look and said it all, and all the professional terms were spoken in pure Spanish: "Wine of this level can only be brewed in a few excellent years. , and it also needs permission from the local government. According to the requirements, wine of this level must be aged for at least five years, of which at least two years must be fermented in small oak barrels, and then bottled to continue culturing.”
"Mr. Ling really knows wine," Ding Shijia felt that after Ling Cang said this, the red wine he drank in the past was like horse urine, falling from his throat and expelled directly from his bladder.
"Spanish red wine is very cost-effective, and this bottle of wine is even better value for money," Ling Cang said meaningfully with a smile on his face: "That's why I said that your father is a person who understands and loves wine."
Jiang Wenxuan smiled and asked: "In other words, this bottle of wine is of high quality and low price, right?"
"You can say that,"
This bottle of wine is indeed not expensive, and it is not as expensive as Lafite, which costs hundreds of thousands. However, Ding Shijia thought to himself that it was not comparable to Ling Cang's living expenses for a year, and he was sure that Ling Cang would not be able to recognize this bottle of wine at all. He just took out the background, but he didn't expect that after Ling Cang said this, he would come to this place with cheap goods to deceive people.
Ding Shijia's face became a little uneasy, and his expression suddenly changed: "We should pursue quality. As long as the wine is good, why bother about the price? Blindly pursuing high-priced things is what the nouveau riche do,"
"That's right, but compared to the Patus who entertains guests here, this wine is of the same level." Ling Cang looked at Ding Shijia with a more mocking tone: "If you use this wine to entertain guests, it seems It’s a bit short of your face,”
At this time, Ding Shijia wanted to throw the wine to the ground and tell everyone: "Brother uses this wine to rinse his mouth." But doing so would make him look like a nouveau riche, so he could only hesitate and say: "I... "Of course you can't just use it to entertain guests. All the guests here today are distinguished guests, so you have to use Lafite anyway,"
"You are worrying too much," Ling Cang looked very friendly, but what he said made Ding Shijia almost rush over to fight: "If I am not wrong, you are not hosting this party today, so it doesn't matter what kind of wine you use to entertain the guests. There is no need for you to worry about it. If you say so, it will easily make people feel that you are taking the spotlight."
"Thank you for the reminder," Ding Shijia's face was a little distorted, and the teeth in his mouth made squeaking sounds from time to time, a bit like a mouse sneaking out to eat supper in the middle of the night. He sadly found that in this contest, not only did he fall at a disadvantage, Moreover, he was still isolated and helpless on this occasion. Almost everyone present was biased towards Ling Cang, and no one was his ally.
Shen Fanlei smiled slightly and cast an affectionate glance at Ling Cang, while Liang Xiangyu nodded in agreement.
Jiang Wenxuan also felt very refreshed. In the past, she only thought that she was unruly and willful, but she didn't seem to have any language skills. Today, she discovered that Ling Cang's language skills were better than hers, and he could invisibly strip away the face of others.
She doesn't know Ding Shijia, let alone understand him. She just doesn't have a good impression of this person through previous events. As the daughter of a noble family, she is not that crazy. How can the Ding family, a dragon from the south, be able to overwhelm it no matter how fierce it is? A local local snake.
The aristocratic family is a local snake. Even the declining Jiang family has a huge network of relationships covering the north. Many companies have close business dealings with them, and many high-ranking officials have gained their positions with their support. There are many such relationships. In the end, an unbreakable alliance of interests was formed.
"No, why am I a local snake? I am a beautiful snake..." Jiang Wenxuan thought in her heart and said to Ding Shijia: "Put away your wine quickly."
Ding Shijia waved her hand helplessly and motioned for her men to take away the embarrassing bottle of red wine: "By the way, Ling Cang, I don't know how your academic performance is,"