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Chapter 958: Blind Wine Tasting

"I didn't know...you are actually planning to get married!" Auden showed a slightly surprised expression, and then the expression quickly turned into a smile.

"In that case, I congratulate you." Auden continued.

His behavior was extremely appropriate, without showing any negative emotions, just like a normal person would do when he heard that his cousin was getting married.

"Thank you." Lin Zhiming nodded with a smile and said, "Remember to have a wedding drink then. By the way, my future father-in-law may let me manage some of his properties, and I may have to follow him at that time.

Just connect."

"Oh... that's good. I've been helping my uncle manage his property for so many years, but I'm really overwhelmed. If you can help, it will undoubtedly reduce my burden." Oden continued.

Impeccable.

His words were impeccable. Lin Zhiming kept attacking, but Oden seemed to be a normal person and easily defused Lin Zhiming's attacks.

The corners of Lin Zhiming's mouth curled up slightly. Such an opponent would be interesting. The kind of person who is so quick to turn pale is really not qualified to be his opponent.

For example, the prince from before.

"If there's nothing else, I'm going to have a chat with my friends!" Auden said.

"It's okay, please do as you please." Lin Zhiming said.

Oden smiled slightly, then turned around and walked towards others with himself and his female companion, leaving Lin Zhiming on the spot.

"You and he are pretty good at talking," Natalie said.

"There's no life-or-death grudge, so it's no problem to just chat." Lin Zhiming said.

"It will be there soon," Natalie said.

"Why do you say that?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"My dad is planning to marry me to you. Soon the two of us will become a stumbling block on his way forward, and then there will naturally be a life-and-death feud," Natalie said.

"You're right!" Lin Zhiming nodded.

"But when did my dad tell you about our marriage? I don't remember saying this during dinner yesterday?" Natalie asked.

"Ideas!" Lin Zhiming said.

"Okay." Natalie shrugged and said, "I know you said that on purpose to provoke Auden."

"Yeah!" Lin Zhiming nodded and said, "There are so many nobles here, let's walk around, lest we really don't know any of them."

"I don't know many," Natalie said.

"It's okay, I'm here!" Lin Zhiming said, pulling Natalie to the side and started chatting with someone.

Natalie originally thought that Lin Zhiming would be indifferent when chatting with these nobles, because most of the nobles were relatively arrogant, but what she didn't expect was that Lin Zhiming got along with these nobles very quickly.

Although he is not a noble, he speaks with a slight sense of pride, and for nobles, this pride is equivalent to the same aura among companions.

The most rare thing is that Lin Zhiming can often accurately grasp what the other person likes, and then use that as an entry point to talk to the other person, and quickly gain the other person's favor.

It can be said that Lin Zhiming is definitely a social expert, and he quickly became successful in such a strange environment.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and a group of servants walked into the hall.

This group of servants arranged several tables in the hall in a row, and then came up with bottles of wine.

These bottles of wine were all wrapped in white paper, and only the heads could be seen. As for the labels on the bodies, you couldn't see them at all.

All these wines were placed on the table, lined up in a row, which looked quite spectacular, and in front of the wines there was a row of glasses, which seemed to be used to hold the wine.

Lin Zhiming looked at about a dozen bottles of wine.

Everyone automatically separated into three parts and stood at the edge of the table.

At this time, Prince Wesley appeared.

It seems that because of being sprayed by Lin Zhiming before, Prince Wesley changed his clothes and rearranged his hair. He still looked extremely noble.

Prince Wesley walked to the front of the table, and then smiled and said to the people around him, "Dear noble friends from various countries and cities, our titles have been passed down hundreds of thousands of years ago, and there is a profound meaning behind each title.

For us, parties should play some high-end, high-end games that are different from ordinary people, so tonight, I arranged such a link, which is a blind tasting of wine..."

After saying this, Prince Wesley pointed to the wine on the table and continued, "Wine, because of its noble color, taste, and texture, has become a favorite among our nobles, and the appreciation of wine is important to everyone.

The necessary abilities for nobles. I bought these wines from various wineries today. Some are good and some are not so good. Today let’s play a game to see who can make wine without looking at the bottle.

, tell me the year of the wine you are tasting and which winery it comes from. The more and more detailed you are, the better! What do you think?"

"Your Highness, this game is very good and tasteful!" someone said immediately.

Hearing someone flattering him, Wesley smiled with satisfaction and said, "This is just a game. It doesn't matter even if you can't say anything. Don't worry about winning or losing, just have fun!"

All the nobles present applauded, and after that, Wesley asked people to pour the wine into the cups in front of them.

"Any sir, madam, would like to try it?" Wesley asked.

"I'll come!" Someone immediately volunteered and came out.

"Please choose a wine to taste!" Wesley said.

The man nodded, then walked around the table, and finally stopped in front of a cup, picked it up, and then shook it in a decent manner to observe the color of the wine in the cup.

"Can you drink wine?" Natalie asked in a low voice.

"Of course! Very, very good at it!" Lin Zhiming said.

Natalie breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good."

"What I'm best at is wine bottle blowing. I can finish a bottle in about five seconds. It's no problem if I drink five or six bottles by myself!" Lin Zhiming continued.

"Blow the bottle?!" Natalie was stunned. She looked at Lin Zhiming and whispered, "I'm not talking about drinking a lot of wine, I'm talking about wine tasting. Do you know anything about those wineries and vintage wines?

"

"No, I just drink. Why do I know so much?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"That's too bad. Wine tasting is a necessary skill for every nobleman. The prince will definitely let you go up to taste the wine in a while. Then you can't say anything in front of so many people. Then you will be embarrassed.

What a shame!" Natalie said nervously.

"It's just embarrassing, so what's the point?" Lin Zhiming shrugged indifferently.

"It's okay if you are embarrassed in front of just a few people, but with so many people watching, you said before that my father wanted to marry me to you. If you are embarrassed, then you will not only be embarrassed by yourself, but also by my father. If you let

My dad is unhappy, so my dad may not agree to what happens between the two of us!" Natalie said excitedly.

"Ah? There is such a thing?!" Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.

"Yes, what should we do? His Highness the Prince will definitely let you go up to the blind tasting!" Natalie looked at Prince Wesley in front of him, with a look of anxiety on his face. In her opinion, Wesley had done such a thing

The game of blind wine tasting is most likely aimed at Lin Zhiming. Because Orientals drink less wine, they can taste fewer types of wine. It is almost certain that Lin Zhiming is in

You will definitely lose face at this stage.

"Maybe he won't call me," Lin Zhiming said.

"That's all we can hope for!" Natalie said.

Although she said that, she actually knew in her heart that Lin Zhiming would not be able to escape this level.

At this time, in front of the wine table.

"This wine is a little dull in color and slightly lacking in aroma, but the aroma of the wine explodes on the taste buds instantly after entering the mouth, and the taste is extremely smooth. In my impression, only one kind of wine can achieve this feeling, and that is

As for the vintage of Boca Winery’s wine, I think it should be around 2190.” The first man on the stage quickly gave the answer after drinking the wine.

"Are you sure?" Wesley asked.

"OK!" The man nodded.

Wesley glanced at the servant next to him. The servant immediately came forward, picked up the bottle of wine that the man had just drank, and tore open the white paper on it.

The wine label suddenly appeared.

Wesley picked up the wine, showed it to everyone, and then said, "Our Baron Wales was half right, this is indeed a bottle of wine from Boca Winery, but the year is 2186!

However, such mistakes are allowed, because 2190 and 2186 are both very good vintages, but in terms of wine quality alone, the wine of 2186 will be slightly better than that of 2190. Come on, please.

A round of applause for our Baron Wells."

There were bursts of applause at the scene. Although the Baron of Wales tasted the wrong vintage, he named the winery correctly. This alone was worthy of applause.

"Okay, let's invite our next person... Next, we will invite two people to do a blind tasting of a wine to see who is right and who says the most! Come, Sir Richard, Viscount Mourning

, you guys come!" Prince Wesley selected two more people to come to the wine table.

Both of them were young people, probably around thirty years old. They quickly selected a bottle of wine, and then each poured a little for tasting.

After the tasting, the two analyzed the quality, year and winery of the wine.

When the results were announced, the Sir Richard got a large part of it right, while Mourning was almost wrong.

Wesley's face suddenly darkened. He pointed at the door expressionlessly and said, "Viscount Mourning, I think you are not qualified to participate in this party. You are a disgrace to the nobility. Please leave here immediately!"

The Viscount named Mourning blushed and lowered his head, and left the hall under the gaze of everyone.

"You really don't give any face!" Lin Zhiming whispered softly.


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