After separating from Hiro Shu, everyone went to the table that had been reserved, ordered food, waited for the food to be served, and opened bottles of wine first.

Xiaolan introduced to Conan and Guangyou: "I only know this person's surname is Sawaki. He is a good friend of my parents when they were young."

Sawaki has neat hair and is wearing a suit. A grape-shaped badge on his chest shines brightly under the lights of the restaurant.

Although Conan was rich in knowledge, there were still things he didn't know. He asked, "What is this grape badge?"

Xiao Ai, who was sitting next to Guangyou, explained: "This badge is the bartender's status symbol."

Guangyou added: "This badge cannot be obtained by ordinary bartenders. It still requires some proof of ability, including knowledge of wine or how. Basically, bartenders can get the badge based on the smell and color of the wine.

You can tell the type, year and other information of the wine.”

"It can be said that this badge represents an honor, and the owner of each badge is someone who truly loves this job."

After hearing this, Zemu had a smile on his face, but he did not stop what he was doing. He smelled the plug and put it aside when he felt satisfied.

Looking at the disc-like thing that Sawaki was wearing on his chest, Conan asked again: "What is that one wearing?"

"This plate is called a wine tasting plate."

Xiaolan explained: "This is something specially used when testing wine."

Uncle Maori had just emerged from the previous shadow and praised: "You guys know a lot."

Xiaolan said with some pride: "These are all written in Mr. Nishina's book."

"There is also a lot of other knowledge. For example, red wine is suitable for room temperature, and white wine is best stored at zero degrees."

Xiao Ai has a different opinion on this: "This is just what most people think. In fact, it is not absolute. The temperature of the wine can affect the taste of the wine, so there is no absolutely suitable temperature, only suitable people."

Sawaki poured a glass for Uncle Maori and said with a smile: "This cute little sister is right. There are no absolutes. The storage conditions need to be judged by the preferences of the drinker."

Uncle Maori did have a brush, and the basic common sense of shaking, second smelling, and tasting was very standard, making it hard for anyone to fault it. The wine flowed along the wall of the cup into Uncle Maori's mouth, and Uncle Maori closed his eyes and tasted it carefully.

After swallowing it in one gulp, Uncle Maori nodded, opened his eyes and praised: "This wine is very good."

Sawaki smiled to express his gratitude and said to everyone: "This relatively light red wine tastes very good if it is chilled before drinking. The most important thing is that ice can suppress the astringent taste of the wine itself.

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"Speaking of which, are you interested in this kind of thing at your age? Xiao Ai and Guang You are in primary school."

Uncle Maori was also a little surprised that the three of them knew about this aspect.

Fei Yingli next to her said with a smile: "This also shows that the two of us are not young anymore."

"But, Uncle Kogoro and Aunt Eri, you two are not old enough. You are only in your mid-twenties! Especially Aunt Eri, if you go outside and say you are in your early 20s, no one will believe you!"

Hearing Guangyou's words, Uncle Maori and Fei Yingli both laughed.

The smiling faces of the two people were full of happiness. Seeing this scene, everyone present laughed from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiaolan whispered: "Look, the two of them seem to be quite harmonious!"

The others nodded in agreement.

The food was served quickly, and everyone who had been hungry for a long time started to eat.

While eating, the sauce from the steak inevitably touched Conan's mouth.

When Xiaolan saw it, she took out her handkerchief and said to Conan: "Conan, look at what you are eating."

As she said this, Xiaolan slowly approached and wanted to wipe Conan's face with a handkerchief.

Seeing Xiaolan's pretty face getting closer and closer, Conan's face turned a little red and his throat felt a little dry.

Suddenly, Conan thought of the sentence "There is a chance to reach a" that Ayumi calculated for Conan that morning.

Thinking of what Guangyou meant by kissing, Conan's face turned red, like a cooked crab.

But things didn't go as smoothly as expected. When Uncle Maori saw it, he took out a handkerchief and wiped it off for Conan.

While wiping, he complained: "Bringing this little brat out will be troublesome."

Conan was so wiped that he couldn't help but cry: "My a!"

Fei Yingli took a sip of wine and said nostalgically: "It tastes really good."

Uncle Maori also thought of the past: "The food here and the taste of the wine are still as good as before."

"By the way, do you still remember? When we first came to this restaurant, you gave me a gift." Fei Yingli recalled with a smile on her lips.

Uncle Maoli also smiled: "Of course, isn't it your favorite chocolate bar?"

"I still remember that when we went home, we ate the chocolate directly on the bench in Mihua Park."

Uncle Maori turned his head and looked out the window. He seemed to see something and walked to the window: "Miss Towako?"

There was a woman wearing a kimono with her hair tied up outside the window.

A fat man got out of a taxi in front of Towako.

Then Towako said this to the man with a smile.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Maoli was a little excited: "Who is that man?"

Conan looked back and said, "It seems his name is Peter Ford. He often hosts programs on TV!"

"Damn it! How could Towako be with him!" Uncle Maori said through gritted teeth.

Fei Yingli folded her hands: "Who is this Towako?"

Uncle Mouri was in a state of excitement and did not react: "It's Mama-san from a nightclub in Ginza."

"Hey, you didn't know! I go there often!"

Uncle Maoli suddenly realized something, with cold sweat streaming from his head, and slowly turned his head.

Fei Yingli looked calm, stood up and said, "I think I should leave first."

Xiaolan hurriedly persuaded: "Mom, it's still early! Let's go home and have a cup of coffee first!"

There was no expression on Fei Yingli's face: "Xiaolan, I'm sorry, I still have work to do. Thank you for the meal. I'll leave first."

After saying that, Fei Yingli turned around and left. Xiaolan tried to persuade her, but Fei Yingli stopped her.

Xiaolan turned her head calmly and looked at Uncle Maori who was sweating coldly.

Seeing that Fei Yingli had left, Uncle Maori didn't want to chase her out. He looked back at the window and exclaimed: "Where's Miss Towako!"

Towako outside had already walked away chatting and laughing with Peter Ford.

Xiaolan held her head while Conan squinted and came to the conclusion: Mouri Kogoro is hopeless.

Xiao Ai lowered her head and continued to eat her food, not knowing what she was thinking.
Chapter completed!