Chapter 682: The Wind of London 18

Xu Zhouzhou and the other two smiled and said nothing, so they ordered the dishes. As they said, they finally caught a big fish, so how could they let go? After ordering the food, they roughly calculated that it was about 20,000 yuan. This was really nothing for Xiang Yufeng. However, when Xu Zhouzhou ordered the dishes, he would carefully observe Xiang Yufeng's expression.

"Is it enough?" Xiang Yufeng pointed to the menu and said to Xu Zhouzhou San.

"It's basically enough, if it's not enough, I'll call you again."

"Get another bottle of t-red wine from 70 years old." As soon as Xiang Yufeng finished speaking, the waiter's face was immediately filled with respect. She looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "Sir, there are not many t-stocks here. The thirteen bottles of t-red wine from 70 years old have been booked. At present, the t-wine in our restaurant is only 90 years later, look."

"Haha, do you think I am the ones outside?" Xiang Yufeng smiled and looked at the waiter, "T Wine opened a second winery after 1989. That is to say, most of the wines after 1990 were produced by this second winery, and only a few treasures will come from the first winery. Although the tastes of T First and Second Wineries seem to have no change, in the eyes of those who truly understand wine, a little regional difference will make completely different quality red wines."

"Sir is a person who knows how to drink, and he is a little show of his performance in front of him." The waitress looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "But the restaurant's red wine is from 1970s, even from 1980s has been booked. If the teacher insists on drinking 1990s, then he can only book two months in advance."

"I don't believe you don't have it. From the fact that you can remember T-Wine, you can see that the manager here must be a wine lover, especially on T-Wine. I think he will not have any private storage." Xiang Yufeng's words made the waitress admire him, "Sir, right, our general manager really loves red wine, especially T-Wine. As for private storage, there are also some, but it is just an individual."

"Then tell him, I will buy a bottle of 70t of wine in his hand for ten times the price. This is a private transaction and does not involve your hotel."

"Please wait." The waiter walked out of the room eagerly.

After the waiter left, Xu Zhouzhou immediately opened the words and shaved. She looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "You know how much wine is, ten times, how much is ten times?"

"Money is not important. What is important is to make you satisfied. This is the most important thing. I don't want to have my baby caught in the dormitory and bullied him in the future." Xiang Yufeng kissed Shen Ni's forehead and smiled.

"Tsk, I don't believe you are so kind." Although Xu Zhouzhou said that, her eyes already emitted the same gaze as Chen Zishan and Yang Yanyu, and she envied Shen Ni's gaze.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing golden silk eyes and about forty-five years old walked in.

"Hello, are you just a guest who wants to drink?" the middle-aged man looked at Xiang Yufeng and said.

"Yes." Xiang Yufeng nodded.

"Then I want to invite you, why do you like T so much?"

Xiang Yufeng smiled and said, "T wine has a very unpredictable aroma. According to T's creator T's own, "the fragrance of roses that are about to wither, which makes people linger." Such sweet and rich wine still has a fragrance after putting down the glass for a few minutes. I recommend t 70 years, because the 16th birthday of T's daughter, T's daughter, and the wine brewed this year has fatherly love and the girlish freshness of my daughter." Speaking of this, Xiang Yufeng pointed at Xu Zhouzhou, Chen Zishan, and Yang Yanyu and said, "Look at them, aren't they the best manifestation of T in the 1970s? The incarnation of beautiful young girls, the fragrance is the fresh fragrance of flowers."

"Good words." The middle-aged man looked admiring, and he looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "You are not the first person I have ever seen who loves wine so much, but you are the youngest and the one who knows wine the most. I do have a bottle of t from the 1970s here. It was not an exaggeration to give it to you just now, but an old friend of mine has asked me for him unless you can give me the price of this bottle of wine that I will give it to you."

"You want money."

"Those who truly love wine will not be like this." Xiang Yufeng stopped Xu Zhouzhou's words, and he looked at the middle-aged man and said.

"Young man, thank you for believing me. The reason I want twenty times is because I can buy one of the money, something my old friend likes more."

"I agree, but I also have a request." Xiang Yufeng said.

"You said, as long as I can do it."

Xiang Yufeng said, "After eating, I want to choose the same souvenir that I can take away here." Xiang Yufeng saw a hint of embarrassment flashing across the middle-aged man's face and said, "Don't worry, I won't want the picture of Li Sixun's "Jiangshan Fishing Joy" hanging in the center of your main hall."

"Young people really have the eyesight. They saw at a glance that this painting is one of the original works of all the calligraphy and paintings I have here." The middle-aged man looked admired, and although Xiang Yufeng had a smile on his face, he felt extremely contempt in his heart. He had no eyes, and a genuine work of Qi Shishi was placed here, but no one found it.

"So, did you agree?"

"Of course." The middle-aged man clapped his hands, and a waiter walked over with a bottle of red wine.

"You can taste it slowly in the 1970s." After saying that, the middle-aged man talked to the waiter for a few words and then stepped out.

In the 1970s, Xu Zhouzhou asked about its price, and Xiang Yufeng always smiled and said, "You can have fun." Under Xiang Yufeng's words, Xu Zhouzhou launched a general attack on the food like a desperate attempt, including the red bottle. However, after Xu Zhouzhou drank the glass of red wine, he said, "It's not so good, it tastes much the same as other wines, it's just a bit strange. Is it mixed with water?" Xiang Yufeng chose to ignore her words, otherwise Xiang Yufeng would have to jump off the building.

Compared with Xu Zhouzhou, Chen Zishan and Yang Yanyu, there were more ladies. This meal took one hour and thirty minutes. After one hour and another ten minutes, everyone had basically ended the war. Zhouzhou was the only one and there was a fight alone. After the end, he said to Chen Zishan and Yang Yanyu: "Eat, don't pretend to be a lady. There are not many opportunities for someone to stick out his neck like this." This made Chen Zishan and Yang Yanyu, and Shen Ni rolled their eyes at Xu Zhouzhou one after another.

After eating and checking out, when the bills were zero, one, and one seven appeared in front of everyone, Xu Zhouzhou shouted: "170,000? What are we eating? Why are we so expensive?
Chapter completed!