Chapter 131 Wisdom and Pride

The old man Sender bowed his head and smiled and said, "I don't mean that. No matter how expensive it is, it's just a few bottles of wine. What I'm saying is that even if you take these wines, it won't bring your business back to life."

The face of the middle-aged man changed when he heard the words: "I don't understand what you mean. Is the whiskey that the Sender family has stored for more than 30 years not as good as that oriental boy's wine?"

As a friend of the Sunder family, the middle-aged man knows better than anyone else the preciousness of the Sunder family's batch of wine. It was specially transferred from the world's top whiskey distiller back then. No matter in terms of raw materials or brewing techniques, all It's all top notch!

And since then, it has been placed in oak barrels for cellaring. Until now, it is not well-known in the hearts of ordinary people, but among the top richest circles, the whiskey of the Sender family is the best!

The old man Sunder hammered his knees and stood up. When people get old, their health will be weak. I heard that the kid has a kind of wine, which can make his body better after drinking.

At the beginning, they said that they would meet each other when they had time, but it turned out that almost a year later, that boy never came again.

Sighing, the old man Sender looked at the middle-aged man opposite and said, "You, you self-proclaimed aristocratic families, have never paid attention to Boss Qin from the beginning to the end, and you always think that his wine is just a wine. What ordinary people drink is not enough for your aristocratic circle, and your thoughts have not changed until now."

It is normal for middle-aged people to keep their expressions unchanged after listening to the old man Sender. Although the empire on which the sun never sets has long since disobeyed the grand occasion, the nobles still maintain their pride.

Their basic necessities of life all have their own etiquette and style, and even the words they use are very different from those of ordinary people.

The specific manifestation is that they look down on any other wine producers, thinking that only their aristocratic wine is the most suitable for the rich to drink and the most suitable for the status of the rich.

The result is obvious, since the reputation of Jiuxianju became famous abroad, those wealthy people suddenly abandoned their "traditional" wine merchants, and took pride in owning the fine wine of Jiuxianju.

Up to now, if there is no wine from Jiuxianju at the reception held by the top rich man, it will be a shameless thing.

Even Qin Feng himself didn't know that these guys divided the wine in Jiuxianju into three categories according to their own rules.

The first category is the wine that can be brought out at will, that is, the common wine of Jiuxianju. They think that this kind of wine that can be bought with money should be the wine with the lowest value in Jiuxianju, because their taste and price are compared with the other two wines. Worst for wine.

And the second type of wine is the wine that can't be bought with money. It can only be drunk in Jiuxianju. This rule has not been broken until now. I don't know if the system has forgotten it or what. Alcohol is not allowed to take out.

What can’t be obtained is always a commotion, so in the eyes of these foreigners, spirit wine is regarded as second-class wine. If there is such a pot of wine at home, it will not only lose face, but also have the inside.

As for the third category, it is the wine that can be bought with money, that is, the wine that can be directly photographed at the Jiuxianju auction, but because this type of wine is too expensive, many rich people have It is only heard of its name, but not seen.

Compared to the eternal turmoil that cannot be obtained from the second type of spirit wine, this third type of wine is simply a legend.

They can only judge this kind of wine by the occasional few words, it should belong to the kind of wine that can be beautiful after drinking...

Imagine, sometimes imagination can beautify a lot of things, like when you see a beautiful girl, but you don’t confess your love, you just fall in love with her secretly.

Then believe me, all your understanding of her is your own imagination. You hide in your own home, and you will think of her as pure and beautiful as a fairy...

Those who can't get the immortal wine will also think so...

The old man Sender seemed to be reminiscing: "I have drank that young man's wine, and it was his worst kind of wine, but even so, I think it is already the most delicious in the world. Alcohol, do you understand what I mean?"

After a pause, the old man Sunder stared straight at the middle-aged man in front of him and said, "Terry, tell me, have you...have you never drank his wine? Have you never drank any kind of wine?"

Old man Sender believed in his own feelings. He thought that as long as he drank the wine of that boss Qin, he would understand that it was not like the wine that could be brewed in this world at all. Even the most common wine tasted perfect!

So if the son of this old friend in front of him drank Boss Qin's wine, he would never plan to compare with him!

The middle-aged man, that is, Terry, was silent for a while, and replied: "I really haven't drunk his wine..."

The pride from the nobility made him disdain to bow his head to drink a wine that he thought had a "low" feeling.

The old man Sunder sighed, sat down again and said: "I will give you the whiskey of the Sunder family to help your business, but before that, you have to go to Huaguo, Zhongzhou, and go to that Jiuxianju to have a drink yourself Boss Qin's wine!"

Terry was silent. He didn't know what to do now. On the one hand, he felt that it was necessary to have a drink to see what the characteristics of the wine that could be sought after by so many rich people.

But on the other hand, the inexplicable pride from the nobility made him feel that he didn't need to drink that kid's wine at all, and he stole his own business...

"I'll go with you!" Seeing the other party's thoughts, the old man Sender said, "Let's go together in a while, and it happens that I haven't seen that kid for almost a year."

Speaking of this, old man Sender showed a smile on his face: "Although I only met him once, it still feels very good..."

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Zhongzhou, Jiuxianju, it was another busy morning, and there was an endless stream of drinkers. The little raccoon girl was busy there, but she would go into the brewery after a while, and then wait for a long time before she came out.

And there was no sign of Boss Qin at the counter, but everyone seemed to be used to it, and no one asked there.

And at this moment, Qin Feng, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes and a tired expression on his face, came out of the brewery, sat down on the chair behind the counter, and didn't want to move anymore.

The whole brewing process of Lingxiang wine required his spiritual power, so he went in early in the morning and started to make it. It took a full three hours to make it... oh no, it was finished.

"Hey, Boss Qin, are you busy making wine again?" Someone shouted with a smile when they saw Qin Feng.

"That's right..." Qin Feng replied weakly: "If I didn't go to brew wine, I would become like this?"

"But..." Xue'er laughed and said, "Why do you need a little raccoon to go in to make wine, and the little raccoon blushes every time it comes out, and you are still so tired... So brother Qin Feng, why don't you explain? "

Qin Feng rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky: "Explain the hammer, Xueer, your thoughts are too dirty, you know, I just went to make wine, she blushed, that's...that's her problem..."

God knows why the fox demon will blush when helping to move something, Qin Feng is very suspicious now, the little fox did it on purpose!

"Oh...it's okay, brother Qin Feng, we understand, we won't tell sister Xue..."

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