Reward the anchor and become stronger

Chapter 30
04:30 in the afternoon.

Yang Xiao arrived half an hour early.

There was no appointment, and she couldn't make an appointment. Liang Yun said that it would be enough to give her name - it can be seen that this woman is indeed extraordinary, and it is not as simple as being rich.

Juzhou French Restaurant is a century-old bungalow, just like its name, it was built in 1910.

It was originally the residence of Christian priests.

Three floors in total.

The decor is elegant and retro.

At first glance, it may not feel amazing, but the traces of history flowing in the restaurant, the old-fashioned trinkets that can be seen everywhere, and the elegance and delicacy of Western-style houses all show its heritage.

From the first moment he got off the car, Yang Xiao could feel that this French restaurant did have its attractions.

The service staff, dressed neatly and with a smile on their faces, trotted over and opened the car door for customers with a trained uniform posture.

Say hello, lead the way, speak softly, pace standard, and always focus on customers.

After entering the door, there is a faint fragrance of incense.

Not strong, not ostentatious, but like spring wind and rain, always lingering.

Very comfortable.

The reception staff smiled kindly and naturally, just like the incense inside, making people feel more comfortable.

After reporting Liang Yun's name, the reception staff politely confirmed Yang Xiao's identity, and then took him to the designated location, a relatively private booth.

After seeing all kinds of luxury decorations and modern decoration styles, this restaurant may feel old at first glance.

But if you take a closer look, you can see the old oil paintings on the wall, the rare phonograph, the handmade solid wood piano that is worth a lot of money at first glance, and the custom-made French noble chairs, candlesticks, and tableware.

The sense of luxury brought by this kind of thickness is unmatched by other cheap decoration materials.

It was the first time to come to this kind of place, and to be honest, Yang Xiao was a little cautious—after all, he was an otaku with limited knowledge.

The service, environment, sanitation, atmosphere, and temperament of this restaurant are really impeccable.

[Time Walk] Compared with it, it is simply scum.

If the system sends this restaurant to him.
I am willing to pay back 250 million!
After asking Yang Xiao's opinion, the waiter brought a glass of lemonade.

Just wait.

At five o'clock, Liang Yun arrived on time.

She wore a dark blue short-sleeved cheongsam with gold embroidery on the body, and gold embroidery on the collar and cuffs. It was dignified and elegant.

Her hair is up, with light makeup on, intellectual, elegant, and classic, which complement the temperament of this restaurant.

As an otaku, Yang Xiao doesn't have much contact with women.

He had only seen such unattainable women in TV movies, which made him even more cautious.

Very normal!
For a young man who has never seen the world, even if he has money, it will take some time to get used to it.

The world of the rich is also divided into different classes.

Above money, there is power.

Above the power, maybe there is something else.
With Yang Xiao's current poor strength, it's not worth mentioning.

But soon, he let himself relax.

I don't want to date her, so be nervous!
I eat here, I am the customer, and the customer is God, so be nervous!
The farmer's savagery gave him self-confidence.

Looking at everything here again, I suddenly feel more calm.

The great leader said that the working people are the most lovable, glorious and noble people in this world!

As a farmer's son, I'm a fucking noble
"Hello, Miss Liang!"

"Hello, Mr. Yang!"

Yang Xiao got up calmly, and chatted politely with Liang Yun.

A light touch and a handshake.

"I didn't expect you to have the channel to get Lafite in 82. Let me see."

Liang Yun got straight to the point after sitting down.

Because wearing a cheongsam, the sitting posture is very elegant and a little sexy.

"Ok."

Yang Xiao didn't look at it evilly, and took out the packing bag beside him - when he got off the car, he brought a bottle of wine, and put the rest in the car.

Opening the packaging bag, it is a beautiful wooden wine box exuding a unique fragrance.

There is French on the wine box, and there is also a miniature of Lafite Estate.

Open the wine box and take out the 82 Lafite.

Be careful.

There is no way, at least one hundred thousand a bottle is all money!

The body of the bottle is similar to most red wines.

It looks unremarkable.

At this point, Liang Yun signaled Yang Xiao to stop, and called the waiter to explain a few words.

After a while, the waiter brought a foreigner.

"Let me introduce Frank, the head chef of Juzhou Restaurant. Yang Xiao, um... an interesting young man."

Liang Yun speaks Chinese.

Frank obviously understood, and shook hands with Yang Xiao.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Xiao!"

"Hello, Mr. Frank!"

After some posturing, Yang Xiao felt that he had stepped into the upper class. However, an interesting young man...is he okay?
"Frank is a senior chef of French cuisine. The head chef of this restaurant has won the title of Michelin-starred French chef and has a high level of appreciation for red wine."

"I'd like to ask him to taste it for you. Does Mr. Yang have any objections?"

Liang Yun said with a smile.

"of course can!"

Yang smiled and nodded, acting lamely as a gentleman.Tasting French red wine in a French restaurant is naturally the best.

Tasting red wine, there is a set of standards and procedures.

Asking the two to wait, Frank got up and left to get the relevant utensils and tools.

While waiting, Liang Yun took the initiative to chat with Yang Xiao.

"Mr. Yang, the 82 Lafite is really good, but only 18 bottles were produced that year. Ten to fifteen percent of it was collected by the winery, and only 16 bottles entered the market."

"16% of the 20.00 bottles were bought and collected by connoisseurs and other wineries. By 95, there were only 2 bottles in the market."

"And from 82 to now, in 38 years, no more than [-] bottles of real wine have flowed into China."

Speaking of this, Liang Yun smiled sarcastically: "But the rich people in our country consume 300 million bottles every year!"

"You say it's ridiculous!"

Before coming here, Yang Xiao did his homework and knew something.

But he can know, and those rich people naturally know, so what they drink is not Lafite, but the face, the price, and the tacit communication between each other.

True or false is not important!

Liang Yun's ridicule is precisely here.

Yang Xiao smiled and didn't get involved in this topic.

He is just a small person with a little money, far from that level, and it is a bit naive and ridiculous to judge the behavior of those successful people rashly.

"Miss Liang, my wine is definitely real wine, so don't worry about the origin."

Yang Xiao changed the subject and patted his chest in a vow.

Liang Yun smiled, noncommittal.

After a while, Frank came with a set of utensils and tools.

After obtaining Yang Xiao's consent, Frank put on his white gloves, first carefully observed the wine bottle, and then his eyes lit up.

Then use a special wine corkscrew to open the cork.

Then comes the sobering up.

Then pour a small cup into a special tasting glass, check the color, shake the glass, check the viscosity, smell the aroma, take a small sip, take a deep breath and smell the aroma, and take another small sip.

Finally, take out the notebook and write down the wine tasting record.

One set down, half an hour passed.

What is coercion?
This is called pretense!
Westerners like to do this, even if they eat shit, they can create a high-level standard process.

In some places, you can't accept it!
"How about it?"

Yang Xiao now only cares about the result.

Frank finally raised his head, with an intoxicated look on his face, and said in blunt Chinese: "It's the real thing, and it's the top 82 Lafite: Grand Lafite."

"Mr. Yang, thank you for allowing me to taste such a perfect red wine!"

"Oh, God, I can't believe it."

　Dear readers and brothers, I want to make a small recommendation for this book, ask for tickets, ask for collection, dare not ask for rewards, give the author a little motivation, thank you, brothers!

　　
　
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