Lai Wang carried a jar of wine and entered the private room where Mr. Luo and his party were.
"Lai Wang, come on, come on, I'm just waiting for your wine." Mr. Luo seemed to be looking forward to the stars and the moon. When he saw Lai Wang bringing the wine, he started to grab it.
The wine bottle Zhang Wenfang ordered online is of a very simple style, which is very consistent with the style of Fuwang Homestead. Therefore, it seems that the bottle is a little rustic, but it is quite attractive.
Zhang Wenfang's original intention was to make the wine look extremely ordinary, so that customers would be greatly surprised after tasting it. On the contrary, it would accentuate the extraordinary taste of the wine.
Lao Chen and others did not expect that the wine that Mr. Luo was looking forward to so much would be so "mediocre" in appearance.
"Isn't it? Lao Luo, this is the good wine you plan to use to win my Mother Tree Yuqian Tea? I see that you have lived in the countryside for a long time, and your taste has become worse and worse. Even the rice wine has entered your mouth
It has all turned into good wine." Old Chen laughed.
Although everyone is not one to judge people by their appearance, the appearance of this Fuwang Homestead is indeed too ordinary. Everyone in this group thought that this time, Lao Luo was afraid that he would lose the monkey ticket that he had treasured for a long time.
"Lao Luo is going to lose. No matter how good the rice wine in the countryside is, how much better can it be than those old wines? You know, everyone here has even tasted the unearthed ancient wines."
"I think so. This time, Lao Luo is too willful."
"Just looking at the packaging, I can be absolutely sure that this is Fuwang Farm's homemade wine. Maybe it's new wine."
The old people were whispering to each other, but after seeing it, Mr. Luo seemed to be fine.
"Good or not, you don't say it with your mouth. You taste it with your mouth. Come to Wang, fill up the wine. If I hadn't made a bet with them, I would really be reluctant to give them such a good wine. It's just them.
At this level, drinking is in vain." Mr. Luo said.
Lai Wang opened the seal of the wine jar, and the aroma of wine immediately came out.
"Huh? This wine is really fragrant! This is not a combination of spices. It is the original aroma of the wine. It is true that people cannot be judged by their appearance, and this wine cannot be judged by its appearance! I wonder how it tastes?" After smelling the fragrance,
This immediately moved some of Mr. Luo's old friends.
Mr. Luo had a proud smile on his face.
"Lai Wang, don't fill it too full. Just pour him a little and let him taste it. It's a waste to give him such a good wine. He has poor cardiovascular condition and can't drink too much." Lai Wang gave Lao Chen first.
Pour the wine, Mr. Luo said quickly.
Lao Chen couldn't hold himself back anymore, "Who has a bad cardiovascular condition? We figured it out. A certain person stayed in the hospital for several months last year, and we old guys thought we were going to burn paper for him."
"Last year was last year, and I am now very strong. Let me tell you, during this period of time, I have been staying in Zhaojiatun. I breathed fresh air, ate green vegetables, and drank delicious wine every day. This old problem
Everything is gone. But you, Old Chen, have been suffering from cardiovascular problems. Don’t drink too much of this wine today. Just take a sip and complete our bet. Don’t waste the good wine." Mr. Luo said with a smile.
Lai Wang poured half a cup and looked up at Lao Chen.
"Don't believe what Lao Luo said, Man Shang, Man Shang. I'm fine!" Lao Chen said.
Lai Wangyi filled up the wine for Lao Chen, and then filled up the wine for several elderly people in turn. Mr. Luo quickly took the wine and took a sip, then pointed at the cup and said, "Lai Wang, look at what you are giving them.
They’re all filled. Why can’t you just pour me one cup?”
"Lao Luo, you just can't change this bad habit. How dare you act shameless in front of young people?" said Lao Meng, who was sitting next to Mr. Luo.
Lai Wang chuckled, "Mr. Luo, this wine has a lot of stamina. I think one glass is just right for you. If you drink half a glass more, you will easily make a fool of yourself."
"Why are you so stingy? You can't bear to part with a glass of wine." Mr. Luo said.
"Okay, you asked for it yourself. If you make a fool of yourself later, you can't blame me." Lai Wangxiao filled Mr. Luo's wine glass.
Lao Chen is also an expert in drinking. He didn't rush to drink. Instead, he put his nose close to the mouth of the cup and smelled it carefully. He immediately looked like he was enjoying it.
"Old Chen, what do you think? Just admit defeat." Mr. Luo said with a smile.
"Haha, Lao Luo, are you so confident?" Lao Chen asked.
"Old Chen, you are also an expert in drinking. Can't you smell good wine?" Mr. Luo said.
"Why are you so anxious? I can still afford to lose those few taels of tea. What kind of wine is this?" Lao Chen said.
"You don't have to worry about what kind of wine it is. Just admit that you have never drunk such a good wine." Mr. Luo said.
Several other old people also smelled the aroma of the wine first, and they all kept nodding in praise, which showed that the aroma of the wine had impressed them.
"Whether a wine is good or not, aroma is only one aspect of it. It does not necessarily mean that a wine with a good aroma is good. The aroma is produced by the aromatic substances in the wine. Generally, the composition of aromatic substances is complex and diverse." Lao Chen said
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Lao Chen picked up the wine glass, but Lao Luo put it down and stared at Lao Chen seriously. He wanted to see how Lao Chen reacted after drinking!
Some of the other old people stared at the two living treasures, Old Chen and Mr. Luo, and others also picked up their wine glasses, eager to taste the taste of the wine.
Lao Chen took a sip, his expression changed very complicatedly, but it can be expressed in two words - surprise!
When Lao Luo saw Lao Chen's expression, he thought of the mood he felt when he tasted monkey wine for the first time. In addition to surprise, there was also surprise.
"Old Chen, when will you cash it in?" Lai Luo said with a smile.
"Lao Luo, you really have no taste at all. Why are you talking about such embarrassing things at this time? When did I, Lao Chen, become as tasteless as you, Lao Luo? Don't worry. When did you want those few taels of tea?
, when will you take it. But at this time, you have to let me drink the wine." Lao Chen raised his head and came to find Lai Wang. But Lai Wang didn't know when he left with the wine jar.
"What about the young man?" Lao Chen asked.
"The restaurant has opened and it's very busy." Lao Luo said.
"Why did he take away the wine jar?" Lao Chen asked.
"You still want someone to give you a whole jar of wine to drink? I also risked my old face to beg him for this wine. You can be satisfied if you can have just one cup. And...you really need this cup.
The amount of wine. Although this wine is very comfortable on the throat, if you drink half a cup more, I guarantee that you can carry it out today. But there is a good thing. Even if you drink this wine, it will not hurt your health." Mr. Luo said.
"That's nonsense. Just this bottle of wine is not enough for me to drink. Just this one glass of wine is not enough for me!" Lao Chen said.
"Just be content! I've only been around Zhaojiatun for so long, and I've only drank this wine two or three times. This wine is really rare. If it weren't for the sake of looking after everyone, I wouldn't have bothered to let the young man take out the treasure.
Here!" Mr. Luo said.
"I can give him something in exchange! Help me ask what this young man can do to sell him this jar of wine. By the way, what kind of wine is this?" Lao Chen asked.
"That's right. What exactly is such a delicious wine?"
Everyone focused their attention on Mr. Luo.
"Guess what." Mr. Luo was very arrogant. Didn't these old guys judge their wine based on appearance at first? They just didn't tell you.
When Mr. Luo thought of this, the expression on his face was very exciting. He suppressed his laughter and tried his best to look cool.
"This seems to be fruit wine, and it must be a few years old. But you can still smell the fragrance of fruits in it. But it is difficult to tell which fruits it is brewed from," Lao Chen said.
"Hehe. It's a little bit of a tangent. I can also give you a hint. This wine is only available in mountainous areas." Mr. Luo said.
"It's found in mountainous areas. Could it be Baihua honey wine?" Lao Meng said.
"Wrong, wrong, wrong. No." Mr. Luo said.
Everyone guessed and guessed, but they couldn't guess.
Mr. Luo smiled and said, "You can't even guess it. Let me tell you. This is real monkey wine. It was brewed by monkeys in the mountains. It was hidden in a cave and this young man came across it. There are only one or two in total."
The jar is almost full. This time, it’s good to be able to let us brothers taste it. Let’s be satisfied. Lao Chen doesn’t want to say what he exchanged for it. Don’t tell me. Maybe there will be a chance in the future.
You can drink it. If you use money to pressure others, you won’t even think about smelling it in the future. By the way, the wine brewed by Fuwang Homeland is also good. Let’s try it later. I tell you, don’t underestimate Fu.
If Wangjiayuan’s homemade wine is kept in the cellar for a few years, it will probably be as good as Hou’er wine.”
As Mr. Luo talked, he began to advertise for Laiwang.
Everyone knew that what was in the cup was the legendary Monkey Wine that could only be found but could not be found. They were no longer willing to drink it in one sip. They took a small sip each time, and then washed and tasted it. After a long time, they drank the wine.
"Don't be too busy drinking. Try this dish. It's also a great surprise!" Mr. Luo said.
This time, Lao Chen didn't have the slightest doubt about Lao Luo's words. He picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the dish, and put it into his mouth. The monkey wine just now was a surprise to Lao Chen. But this dish was a complete surprise to Lao Chen.
Originally, Lao Chen had expected that the food at Fuwang Homestead would be good, and Mr. Luo was a very reliable person. However, he did not expect that the food at Fuwang Homestead would be so delicious.
From oil to various ingredients, all the ingredients in the kitchen are the best ingredients provided by Fuwang Farm itself. Then the famous chefs will perfectly combine these ingredients. It is natural to imagine what kind of delicious food you can get in the end.
And know.
A simple plate of farm food, fried pork with green peppers. But this dish gave Lao Chen a long-lost taste. It reminded him of his childhood, when his mother, who had passed away many years ago, still had such a sweet face, and the dishes she cooked were like that.
Sweet.
Lao Chen took a bite of fried pork with green pepper and burst into tears, which surprised everyone.
After a while, Lao Chen recovered and explained the reason to everyone.
"When I was a child, my family lived in a rural area. Meat was rarely eaten a few times a year. Every year on my birthday, my parents would go to the market, weigh half a catty of meat, cut a bowl of green chili peppers, and fry a portion of stir-fried meat with green chili peppers.
.The fried pork with green peppers is so awesome! At that time, I thought it was simply the most delicious dish in the world. There is nothing better than the fried pork with green peppers.
When I finished my studies and started working, my parents were unwilling to come to the city with me. They still stayed in the mountain village in my hometown. Every time I went home, my mother would still make me a fried pork with green pepper. This
I can never get enough of a dish.”
"When my parents were young, they were injured doing heavy work. As they got older, their health deteriorated. When I went back, they couldn't cook the fried pork with green peppers."
"Later, I also made my own fried pork with green peppers, but I could never get the same flavor. Today's fried pork with green peppers tastes really good, and it allows me to taste the same taste as before."
Several old guys put down their chopsticks and listened quietly to Lao Chen's story. Everyone was also deeply moved.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Eating such a delicious home-cooked fried pork today brought back this memory of mine and affected everyone's appetite," Lao Chen said apologetically.
"The meat here seems to be a little more delicious than the meat we usually eat," Lao Meng said.
Mr. Luo smiled and said, "What's the point? The pork that everyone eats is usually fed with feed. And now the pig farms feed all well-bred pigs, like the native pigs in the old hometown, which are almost extinct.
The pork used by Fuwang Homestead is free-range Huangshihua pig. Although this local breed grows slowly, its taste is indeed extraordinary." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
