Chapter 2746 The Wine Is Sour

"——Armanone, also known as 'strong bitterness' in Italian, is brewed by the air-drying method like the ancient sacred wine of Rome. The wine has a strong aroma of dried fruits and dried grapes. Although it is not astringent when tasting, it does not have the kitsch sweetness of Bordeaux or Nebbiolo. It is an extremely charming wine."

"But I always feel that the taste is not the real charm of a certain wine. The quality of the wine depends more on its origin and time... Whether it is suitable for you depends on how much it fits the atmosphere and mood when you drink."

"Like this Armanone, I think it is more fascinating because of its history and origin..."

Zheng Qing followed Andrew into the office, listening to him talking about wine, watching two glasses fly out of the cupboard with a crisp collision sound, and finally landed steadily on the desk.

The owner of the office removed the paper bag in his hand, revealing a wine bottle with a slender neck.

The cork popped up.

The deep red wine was poured into a glass.

Just when Andrew was about to pour wine into the cup in front of Zheng Qing, the boy intervened in time to stop him: "Sorry, I don't know much about wine..."

"This is the most common sentence that alcoholics say before they become alcoholics."

The short and fat wizard blinked. Although he hadn't drunk yet, his eyes were already a little tipsy. He smiled and pushed Zheng Qing's hand away, and poured him a little bit firmly:

"Try a little, you are too nervous now, it's not good for you to stay in this state for a long time... Where were we just talking about? Oh, yes, the history and origin of wine... Amanrone is produced in Valpolicella in the Veneto region. It is more famous for a historic town surrounded by wine estates, Verona, which is located on the southern foot of the Alps, less than a hundred miles away from Venice. It means 'extremely elegant city' in Latin, but do you know? It is not elegant at all, but full of tragedy, because the story of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet took place in this town..."

Zheng Qing was originally impatient with the short and fat commissioner's rambling chat.

I just want to complete the delivery of the talisman bomb as soon as possible and not delay my first class this morning.

Until he mentioned the famous love tragedy.

A flash of realization flashed through the boy's heart.

Yes.

Just look at the way Andrew and Thomas chatted when they first met in Damingfang, and you will know that they should have been very familiar with each other. So he must know about Nikita.

All the depression and melancholy in life come from others, this sentence is absolutely true.

With this thought, the young teaching assistant couldn't help but take a second look at the wine glass in front of him, and suddenly had the urge to drink a sip. It shouldn't matter if it's just one sip.

After all, there are a bunch of guards outside in broad daylight.

He glanced at the empty street outside the window. Although he didn't know where the guards were hiding, his intuition told him that they were nearby.

Just as he turned his head, the black gemstone cat finally couldn't hold back its curiosity and came out of the boy's hood. When he was frightened just now, the cat retreated into the hood like a rabbit. Now that the atmosphere has eased, it came out again, stepped on Zheng Qing's shoulder, jumped down, landed in front of the wine glass, sniffed, and then circled around the slender neck wine bottle next to it twice.

"Alchemical doll? No, no, it's more spiritual than them."

The trident's specialist's vision is indeed excellent. It took only a short time to make an accurate judgment: "The clone is transformed! Right? Tsk tsk, amazing, really amazing, no wonder... I mean, there are very few wizards at your age who can use transfiguration to this extent. I dare not say that I can do it now."

His tone was a little surprised, and he did not hide the admiration on his face: "... What did I say when we first met in Damingfang? Publicly funded student! There is a bright future! Absolutely right!"

He raised the wine glass, took another big sip for himself, and then grabbed the sandwich that he didn't know where to get out of and took a big bite.

Red wine sandwich, a magical breakfast combination.

Zheng Qing shook his head in his heart and looked away, only to find that his wine glass was actually empty. The black gem cat fell into the glass at some point, like a piece of melted plasticine, with each part connected in a magical structure.

A glass of black cat.

This thought flashed through his mind.

"--Are you really not going to have some? It tastes really good!"

The vague voice of the trident specialist came to his ears again.

Just looking at the performance of the black gem cat, there was probably nothing wrong with the glass of wine--just like Andrew said, Zheng Qing also felt that he was too nervous--but he really didn't have time now.

"No, thank you, I have classes in the morning."

The young teaching assistant politely and firmly rejected the repeated invitations of the Trident Specialist, and urged: "--Fill out the receipt form quickly! I'm almost late for Lao Yao's spell class!"

"Okay, okay! I won't let you be late!"

Andrew waved his hand and finally put down his wine glass, feeling a little bored: "Young people nowadays, their lives are so rigid... Don't you know that drinking a little wine to go to class can make your magic sense more sensitive and the magic flow faster? As long as you perform spells well, Lao Yao won't mind your mouth full of alcohol!"

As he spoke, he had already taken out the account book and feather pen from the drawer, scribbled a few lines on it, and then pushed it in front of Zheng Qing: "--Look, the old rules, sign."

Zheng Qing skillfully left his signature and tore off the red delivery note inside.

"The rest is yours!" He stuffed the five blood talisman bullets that he had counted long ago into the short and fat wizard's hands, and looked like he was about to run away.

"Don't worry!"

Andrew grabbed his wrist, and his eyes were no longer slightly drunk when he was drinking. He looked particularly bright and said unhappily: "-You tore the delivery note too quickly! I haven't inspected the goods yet!"

"Don't you trust my character?"

"I trust the talisman bullet tester of Martintoer Alchemy Company more."

"It's so sad. We have traded so many times..."

"Sorry, in fact, this is only our third transaction, and you already have a bad record of serious overdue..."

As the two of them talked back and forth, Andrew finally checked the five talisman bullets.

Then he took out a palm-sized red wooden box, and each talisman bullet was wrapped in silk cloth painted with talismans, neatly stacked inside, with red ink marks, jade talismans locked and keys, golden ropes sealed, and several long yellow talisman papers crisscrossed, looking extremely cautious.

"Is it that serious?" Zheng Qing was speechless.

"Is it that serious——"

The short and fat wizard dragged out a long voice, repeated the boy's words, and answered unhappily: "A transaction of seven or eight hundred jade coins, do you think it's 'so serious'? Whether our entire office has six hundred jade coins for one year, no, three years of office expenses is two different things, and you are here to tell me 'is it that serious'? Do you know how much this bottle of wine that can comfort me for a week costs? Three silver dimes! Three silver dimes can comfort me for a week, how long do you think seven or eight hundred jade coins can stimulate me!"

Zheng Qing blinked.

"Hey, your wine is not good," the boy weighed the black gem cat in his hand, pretended to smell it, and nodded very affirmatively: "--The wine is sour."

"Sour? No!" Andrew's attention was immediately attracted to his wine bottle. He sniffed the bottle mouth suspiciously, with a confused look on his face.