Click first, thank you everyone, you are too fierce. Please be more fierce in the recommendation ticket! Hehe. There are about 3,000 words in this chapter, thank you for your support. What does Romani Conte look like in 1981? You can go to my Xin, Lang, Wei, Bo, and see where I posted it. I happened to have this bottle.

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The bright red wine slid into the cup, very steadily, without splashing ripples, the aroma of the wine was not too strong, and it seemed that all the taste was locked in the crystal clear wine, like a pigeon blood-red ruby.

The taster's hands did not tremble at all. The four glasses of wine were poured very evenly, and they were all horizontally at the height of the two fingers, and the naked eye could not tell the difference.

Lan Jue looked at the wine, but the gourmet looked at the huge ham in front of him, and their eyes were also obsessed.

Twenty candles are arranged densely and evenly, just a little smaller than the square empty disk. The foodie's right hand swept over the candle, and the twenty candles light up almost at the same time. The flame is not high, but bright.

The foodie pinched the edge of the disk and placed it flat on the candlelight, allowing the outer flame of the candlelight to burn the bottom of the disk.

The barista said, "Are you tired? Is your own fire not good?"

The foodie didn't look at him and said, "So you have no taste. If you weren't lucky, you wouldn't be able to drink today's wine and eat such ham. My fire is yang fire, hot, violent, and violent. Candle fire is yin fire, soft, warm, and even. What I need now is the latter."

The barista said with some dissatisfaction: "Why is it impossible? I don't believe it! Wine taster, is he saying true?"

The taster didn't say anything. He pinched the goblet in front of him, pinched the long crystal pillar below, held it high above his head, followed by the light, and looked at the bright red wine in the cup.

The barista turned his head and looked at Lan Jue again, "The foodie despises me! What reason does he have to say that?"

Lan Jue's eyes were also on the wine glass. His movements were almost the same as those of the taster, holding his own cup and looking at the crystal red in the glass.

"He was right, and of course there was a reason. If the taster didn't say it, he didn't want to hurt you. But I can tell you, it's considered revenge on the trouble you just made."

"Okay, you say." The barista said dissatisfied.

Lan Jue smiled lightly and said, "If you want to learn knowledge, you have to pay a price. Give me your glass of wine and I will tell you, otherwise what kind of revenge is it?"

The barista said with some shame: "Okay, if your reason can convince me why I am not worthy of drinking Romani? Conti, I will give you this cup."

Lan Jue put his wine glass on the table, then looked at the taster, "Don't rob it. He asked me, who told you not to say it just now."

The taster sighed, "He is willing to give a glass of Romani Conte like this, which is actually a good reason."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "But this is not enough to convince him, because he can say that his desire for knowledge is stronger than tasting delicious wine."

He picked up the water cup and took a sip of warm water. Lan Jue's eyes finally turned to the barista.

"Actually, the reason is very simple, because you are a barista. Although you know good wine and food, you are a barista after all."

The barista said in a daze: "What is this reason?"

Lan Jue said: "This is of course the reason. Compared to red wine, you love coffee more. How many cups of coffee do you have to drink every day?"

The barista said: "Three cups."

Lan Jue said: "Drinking coffee has become the most important habit in your life. The better the coffee, the longer and richer the aroma. However, it will also invade your taste buds. Before tasting a top-notch red wine, in order to feel its rich fragrance, you cannot eat anything that has a strong taste for at least three days. Coffee, tea, and chocolate are absolutely forbidden. Otherwise, your taste buds will be occupied. Even if you use white bread to try to absorb these flavors, there will be a trace of residue. It will affect the sublimation of the wine on your soul. It is a blasphemy to it."

After pausing, Lan Jue looked at the barista with a smile, "So, have you ever had coffee in three days?"

The barista smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I've drunk it."

"Thank you." Lan Jue gracefully picked up the cup in front of him and poured all the wine in his cup into his own cup. The empty cup was returned to him.

The taster sighed, gently shook the cup in his hand, and sent it to his nose to smell it. Suddenly, the seriousness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by intoxication and immersion.

He took a larger sip and savored it in his mouth before swallowing it.

Lan Jue also took a sip, lowered his head, took a light breath, and made a slight sound of water from his mouth, then raised his head and swallowed the wine.

The taster's expression returned to normal after a while. "The pomegranate red halo is obvious; the typical Romani Conte's aroma, the bell pepper and rose petals; it is light and harmonious, and the intensity in the mouth is relatively restrained, and it has a very long aftertaste."

Speaking of this, his eyes looked at Lan Jue, "You are very good at choosing. This bottle of Romani Conti happens to be in the right drinking period."

Lan Jueqing breathed, "The fusion of flowers and spicy fragrance is elegant and pleasant; the mouth shows amazing fluidity and harmony, the aroma of red fruit and cherry, rich and delicate tannins; the exquisiteness and existence of this wine are a surprise for us! It is indeed worthy of being the world's wine king known as the God's Relics! I think that in the next three days, my taste buds and even my gums will be its wonderful taste, and I will not be able to drink for three days."

The barista looked at their expressions and couldn't help but say, "Is it that exaggerated? Wine taster, give me a little more."

The taster sighed and said, "Originally, the plate of white bread was prepared for you to suck the scents on your taste buds. In addition, Romani Conti has a strong taste, so you can barely taste it. However, yours has lost to the jeweler, and I was only going to share that cup for you. So, sorry, there is no one for you today."

The foodie took back the baked plate on the candlelight, placed it on the table, patted the barista on the shoulder, and said, "This is the jeweler's revenge. This guy is very revenge."

The barista turned her head and looked at Lan Jue viciously.

Lan Jue drank the wonderful wine of the God's Relics Pearl again, "Miss Carmel went to my shop that day. Although she didn't buy anything, I could tell from her eyes what she liked."

The barista's face froze and she sighed quietly, "You won."

Lan Jue had a gesture to him, and the barista's expression returned to calmness, "But I won't just leave like this. Although I haven't drunk the wine, I still want to eat this ham."

There was a long but narrow knife in the foodie's hand. With a light stroke, a piece of paper-thin ham fell on the dining plate.

His hands brought afterimages in the air, and soon dozens of thin hams spread over the disk.

"Why do you need to roast first?" the wine tasting asked the foodie.

Foodie says: "What you call black-haired pigs should actually be called Iberian pigs, which are usually raised in forest pastures in the central and western part of Upper Proterozoic Spain. The area is a typical Mediterranean natural environment, including vast pastures and trees mainly composed of green oaks and Spanish cork oaks. The main food source of free-range pigs in the vast pastures is the fruits of these trees, acorns. Acorns are an essential condition for obtaining real acorns Iberian hams."

"When making it, the following steps are: cut the pig; frozen pork to 6 degrees Celsius; marinate; rinse and stand; once the marinate is finished, rinse the ham with cold water to wash off the salt grains, and then put it in the warehouse for two months to store the salt, so that the salt is evenly distributed; and dry naturally. Then hang it in a natural cave and let it sit for at least twenty-four months before it can be eaten. The top Spanish Iberian ham needs to stand for forty-eight months."

"The one you took out is the best among Iberian hams. Only ham made of Iberian pigs, which are completely fed with acorns and are 100% purebred, can be left to sit in the cave for such a long time. Even in the Shangyuan era, it was a good thing that could not be bought even if you had money."

"But there is a problem with this kind of ham, that is, the oil itself is too rich. Although the taste is pure and beautiful, the fragrance is covered by fat to a certain extent. Although it can be eaten when chewing, it is still lacking. I bake a dish first, then slice the ham and put it in. The temperature of the plate will melt the fat, and these fats will soak into the lean meat, and all the aromas will be fully displayed. Look, the white fat has become transparent."

Sure enough, on the originally red and white ham slices, the white fat was already transparent, looking like crystal frozen, and a faint fragrance floated out of the plate, condensed but not dissipated.

Lan Jue raised his hand and squeezed it into his mouth. He moved his face in an instant. The rich and pure mellow fragrance remained in his mouth for a long time. He took another sip of Romani Conte, and he was already intoxicated.

The taster ate the same slice, almost as moved as Lan Jue, and then smiled bitterly: "It seems that my way of eating it in the past has covered it with dust."

The gourmet eats ham and a glass of Chinese wine, and smiles: "It's a wonderful thing to eat yours, drink yours, and be praised by you."

Lan Jue Youran sighed: "The God's Relics Pearl is paired with Iberian top ham, wine tasting, I will come often in the future."

The taster didn't look at him, but there was a bitterness in his eyes. He knew that the jeweler was not a casual person, but if he got up casually...

The barista was also bitterly. The mellow fragrance of Iberian ham was beyond imagination. Unfortunately, he no longer had the God's Beads to match.
Chapter completed!