C639 Whoever is afraid of you, come at me

This wine tasting project was held like a raging fire. Xiao Zhiyuan, who was surrounded by a crowd, would occasionally try to taste it, but every time, he would speak of the time and origin of the wine. It could be said that in the area of tasting wine, Xiao Zhiyuan was at the top. Compared to those young masters and masters, they drank one mouthful after another. Finally, he mumbled out a name that was either right or wrong.

Xiao Zhiyuan could be said to be like a crane amongst a flock of chickens, unstoppable even in this world.

In the end, no one dared to fight against Xiao Zhiyuan again. Xiao Zhiyuan acted alone, drank a mouthful, and then revealed the time and origin of the wine. The cheers came from the entire hall. It could be said that he was enjoying the success of his horse, and he had seen every bit of milk in a single day.

Xiao Yi and Lan Mei’er also stood to the side, watching Xiao Zhiyuan's performance as if it was a wonder.

Even Lan Mei’er had secretly nodded his head when he saw Xiao Zhiyuan's knowledge, the elegance and proficiency in drinking. Xiao Yi watched the entire scene expressionlessly, neither happy nor sad. He neither praised nor despised. It was as if he was watching a complicated silent movie.

However, Xiao Zhiyuan was now finishing another cup of wine. Suddenly, Xiao Yi, who was in the middle of the crowd, shouted, "Just now, this young master's dancing skills were astonishing. Why let the Third Young Master drink alone here, and leave the Third Young Master and the experts alone? This young master, why not compare himself with the third young master? "Let's see who is better at tasting wine."

A person shouted and everyone immediately looked over. When they saw that it was the young noble who had just been dancing with Lan Mei’er in the middle of the dance floor. All of them were excited and began to incite the third young master, "Young master, please go up and fight with the third young master. This way, it will look even more interesting. "

Sometimes, people were blind. Once someone took the lead to stir up a commotion, it would immediately follow. A large majority of people on the dance floor had witnessed Xiao Yi's excellent performance, so all of them naturally thought that Xiao Yi was an expert in the art of tasting wine. Right now, he was just concealing his strength and keeping a low profile.

For a moment, Xiao Yi became everyone's target.

Under the crowd's gaze, Xiao Yi only raised his head. Facing the burning hot eyes of the crowd, he opened his mouth and spoke righteously: "I am not this young master, my name is Xiao Yi. I don't like wine very much. I like Erguotou. "

Xiao Yi's words caused everyone to burst out in laughter. In this kind of setting, Erguotou, this kind of spicy liquor, would fall out of favor in an instant.

It was like facing millions of Lamborghini Maybach Rolls-Royce at a car show. You took the microphone from the show and shouted to the audience, "Damn it, these are some crappy cars. I don't like any of them. I like my permanent electric car. "

This was probably the same reasoning behind Xiao Yi's words, so everyone immediately snickered.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi's identity as an expert changed into that of a bumpkin, a completely bumpkin. However, Xiao Yi did not mind at all, and calmly stood there. For him, this was not bad at all. As a true man, he drank the strongest wine. Xiao Yi did not like the sweet taste of the wine at all, it was not to his liking.

Therefore, Xiao Yi directly and decisively rejected all of their shouts.

After Xiao Zhiyuan heard this, the corner of his mouth rose into a faint smile. He drank all the wine in the cup and thought to himself: "It seems like he is just a country bumpkin after all."

Everyone laughed and did not bring up the matter of Xiao Yi tasting the wine again. However, Xiao Zhiyuan raised his head to look at Xiao Yi, and arrogantly said: "William. Young had said that a bunch of grapes was beautiful, still, and pure, but it was only fruit; once squeezed, it became an animal, for it became wine, and had the life of an animal. Goethe also said that wine makes people happy, and that pleasure is the mother of all virtue. But if you drink the wine, all the consequences are doubled: double the bluntness, double the drive, double the activity. I continued my spiritual dialogue with the wine, which gave me great ideas and created wonderful things. The ignorant are not guilty, but do not dream of the beauty of shallow-wine. Comparing the Erguotou with it would be an insult to it. "

Xiao Zhiyuan was not like the other foppish young masters, even if they wanted to target Xiao Yi. However, his words were still extremely tactful. It was as if this was the correct name for the wine. However, these words, when heard by Xiao Yi, were extremely ear-piercing.

It was as if he was saying to Xiao Yi: A country bumpkin like you don't understand high class wine. Then, just roll away and play. Don't make a disgrace of yourself by saying such arrogant words.

Lan Mei’er, who was at the side, could naturally hear the insinuations behind these words, and his face immediately became grave and cold.

Xiao Yi let out a cold snort, then looked towards Xiao Zhiyuan, and coldly said. Personally, I prefer Erguotou to wine. "Could it be that you want to wipe out my interests?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air was filled with the smell of a tit for a tat. The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Everyone's gaze started to wander on Xiao Yi and Xiao Zhiyuan.

The scene became silent. No one dared to breathe too loudly.

Xiao Zhiyuan saw that Xiao Yi was fighting in such a public place. Immediately, Xiao Zhiyuan bent his five fingers, using a bit of strength, while holding the goblet. The glass goblet in his hand shattered with a "pa" sound.

The pieces of glass slipped out of Xiao Zhiyuan's hands and fell onto the table.

The broken pieces of glass were all lying on the table, and under the illumination of the lamp, each piece was stained with a little ruby red from the wine. It looked like blood, like human blood …

"You don't like wine?" Xiao Zhiyuan scoffed, then suddenly shouted at Xiao Yi: "Have you ever drank wine before?"

The atmosphere of the sword-sword-sword-sword-pulling technique instantly covered the sky and pressed down everyone to the point where they couldn't even breathe. Everyone knew that the third young master of the Xiao family was finally enraged.

No one mocked how Xiao Zhiyuan had cursed at them, as these people trembled and shrunk their necks. Those beautiful ladies who were like flowers and jade-like, quickly turned the ravine in front of their chests into a flat plain.

No one would dare to act coquettish again when the third young master of the Xiao family, Xiao Zhiyuan, was in a rage. At this moment, everyone was holding their breath as they focused on how the battle was going to proceed.

Lan Mei’er's expression became even colder, as if it was enveloped in a layer of frost. After exhaling a mouthful of hot air, Lan Mei’er was just about to curse angrily at her.

Xiao Yi actually walked over in front of everyone's gazes. Walking in front of Xiao Zhiyuan, the corner of his mouth revealed a teasing smile, and he shouted word by word: "When I drank the wine, your Little Ding still had not raised its head. Now, after a few cups of urine here, do you think you're all that great? Do you really think you're a top-notch character? Bullshit, you're not even a f * cking dog. My master's dog used to drink French Lafite. "

Since Xiao Zhiyuan had already fired, then Xiao Yi would have no scruples at all. He was overbearing when it came to swearing. Then, there was nothing more eloquent than Xiao Yi. Once these words were said, Xiao Zhiyuan's handsome face became deathly pale. It was as if someone had touched him with starch all of a sudden.

However, were Xiao Yi's words just a boast? A few years ago, when Xiao Yi followed his own master out of the country to participate in the banquet, he had drank quite a bit of all sorts of drinks due to his childhood. Furthermore, he had raised a big dog on the mountain. At that time, the master often fed the dog good wine that was gifted to him by others.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was reprimanded by Xiao Yi in an instant. It almost made Xiao Zhiyuan explode with anger as he quickly shouted: "This is a ball, this is a gathering for famous people, this is not a place for you to act so rashly. Since you are so eloquent with your words, let's have a taste of your wine and see just how good you are. Take out your real skills and fight. If you lose, I won't make things difficult for you. Just like Young Master Ji just now, you can just crawl under me. "

In terms of words, Xiao Zhiyuan was clearly at a disadvantage. Finally, he changed his strategy and prepared to fight Xiao Yi for real. Didn't you say you were good at drinking wine? Well, then, let's have a drink.

"Come on, whoever's afraid of you." Xiao Yi was very straightforward, and said coldly: "But, what if you lose?"

"I lost?" Xiao Zhiyuan laughed heartily, then opened his mouth and said in disdain: "How could I lose, how could I lose? This is simply impossible. "

As the young master of the Xiao family, the family had spent a great deal of effort to cultivate Xiao Zhiyuan, a young master who had come to be a part of the family for social etiquette. Otherwise, when young masters like Xiao Zhiyuan went out for a gathering. If wine and dancing were inferior to chess, then it was a matter of humiliation to the family as well.

And Xiao Zhiyuan's greatest strength lay in the Dao of tasting wine. He liked to drink, and it could be said that he was addicted to alcohol. Therefore, he was extremely addicted to the art of tasting wine. Drinking too much and possessing great talent, of course an ordinary person couldn't compare with experience and experience.

He had earned the qualifications of a domestic wine taster, and was a master at it. He, who had always been secretive, had just made his debut at such a ball. To meet someone like Xiao Yi, he did not think that he would lose to Xiao Yi, who was so young.

Otherwise, if he didn't get his master's certificate, wouldn't he be taking the exam for nothing?