C641 tasting wine

For a moment, everyone's gazes were on Xiao Yi.

Thus, a series of soft sighs sounded out in the hall.

Because, these people understood in their hearts that in this round of tasting, Xiao Zhiyuan had done everything to perfection, to perfection to the extreme. He had done it to the perfection, to the point where he had no chance of winning at all. Thinking about it, Xiao Yi would lose in front of everyone's eyes. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, it entered Xiao Zhiyuan's crotch.

This was an unerasable effect on a youth in his twenties.

Just when everyone was sighing in doubt and sympathy. Xiao Yi let out a cold snort, proudly raised his head, looked at Xiao Zhiyuan and said in a cold voice: "Watch carefully."

In the goblet in front of him was a jewel-like wine that was so beautiful that it would make one intoxicated. In the transparent glass glass, it looked like the redness of a lover's lips.

Xiao Yi looked at the cup of red wine and a cold smile appeared on his face. He stood in front of the table and didn't even reach for the glass of wine. His nose twitched as he smelled the faint scent of the wine coming out from the cup.

In the end, Xiao Yi looked at the lady who poured the wine and laughed: "It's from France, Barton Manor's 86 year wine."

There were no complicated actions like holding the cup, observing the color, shaking the cup, and so on. Just by standing there and taking a sniff, he was able to tell the time and brand of the wine in the cup.

Such a swift scene caught everyone off guard and stunned everyone.

However, the lady took the bottle in the waiter's hands, turned it slightly, and pointed the label at these renowned young masters. Then, the lady then went over and looked at the label on the bottle, wanting to confirm if what Xiao Yi said was true.

With just that one glance, the lady's entire body trembled. His bright eyes were filled with deep shock. Her pretty face had already turned red due to her excitement.

This girl, she was like this. It was just like the moment he saw his first lover. He was as excited as if he was seeing his first lover.

When these rich and famous young ladies saw the appearance of the bottle, they quickly went over to take a look. Immediately, someone read out softly, "France, 86th year, Barton Manor Wine."

These few words caused a sensation among the audience. Even the young girls, who were fixing their makeup, stood up one after another. The eyebrow pencil in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. But the girl didn't pick it up. Instead, he stretched his neck and looked at Xiao Yi's young face in the crowd.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

The sounds of people sucking in cold air rose and fell.

Tat tat tat...

The stiff muscles of his face began to twitch.

Xiao Zhiyuan's face was gloomy, he suddenly slammed the table in front of him. Immediately, the cup of red wine on the table spilled out, splashing onto his handsome face. However, Xiao Zhiyuan who had always paid attention to his outer appearance did not care at all. Instead, he raised his head and roared, "Impossible! "Even the best Wine Master wouldn't be able to do that."

Many wines have very little difference in smell. If one merely took a whiff of that faint fragrance from far away, one would be able to distinguish the time and brand of the wine. It was really too unbelievable. From what Xiao Zhiyuan had seen and heard, he had never heard of such a thing.

However, Xiao Yi only sneered at Xiao Zhiyuan's words and said: "Wine tasting is not about drinking; wine tasting is about learning. For example, to appreciate a painting, listen to a piece of music, if you do not have the artistic and musical cultivation, can not say that he is good or bad. Wine tasting wasn't the Master's, not the Wine Master's. You're just reading the book, what's the big deal? What I am tasting is not wine, but knowledge. "

The moment Xiao Yi finished his words, his face darkened like the bottom of a pot.

He remembered that he had just finished observing the situation and walked through every process proudly. He also made a wonderful speech in order to show off his knowledgeable and knowledgeable knowledge. Now that he thought about it, he was like a clown.

As for Xiao Yi, he merely stood to the side without bending his waist. With just a simple twitch of the nose, the result could be revealed.

Anyone could see the difference between the two of them. On the road to tasting wine, Xiao Yi's victory was not in the slightest compared to Xiao Zhiyuan. But, completely covered Xiao Zhiyuan.

Lan Mei’er, who was standing behind Xiao Yi, looked at him strangely. It was as if he couldn't understand why Xiao Yi could easily tell the result with just a sniff.

After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't understand the skinny voice that Lan Mei’er spoke with. A proud smile appeared on his face as he spoke in a low voice within the depths of his heart, "From today onwards, no matter what happens, I choose to trust you."

The Xiao Yi who had created miracles, had conquered Lan Mei’er's heart.

"Hey, put on your stockings." Xiao Yi took out a pair of stockings that carried a young lady's fragrance, waved it around towards Xiao Zhiyuan, and jokingly laughed: "We admit defeat if we lose. I think the dignified third young master of the Xiao family would not be shameless, right? "

Xiao Yi used the name of the Xiao family's third young master to threaten Xiao Zhiyuan. Then, your reputation has plummeted. In addition, you will also discredit your family.

Even the dignified young master of the Xiao family didn't keep his promise when it came out. Then, would the Xiao family still be trustworthy?

Therefore, Xiao Yi's words made Xiao Zhiyuan's entire face and ears flush red. As he stared dumbstruck at Xiao Yi, his chest rose and fell in anger. However, Xiao Zhiyuan was still a person after all. Then, he suppressed his anger. With a calm expression, he looked at Xiao Yi and spoke in a forceful manner, "Three rounds, two wins. After winning a round, do you think you've won for sure? Ridiculous, extremely laughable. In this round, I suspect that you were just taking advantage of the situation and that the blind cat ran into a dead mouse. "Let's see what you're capable of."

"Yoh, you really won't die until you reach the bottom of the Yellow River." Xiao Yi looked at Xiao Zhiyuan who had regained his fighting spirit and laughed mockingly: "However, since you still want to compete. Okay, then. "I'm in a good mood tonight. Today, I'll let you feel satisfied with your loss."

"Pour the wine."

In response to Xiao Yi's nonsense, Xiao Zhiyuan opened his mouth and shouted. He already deeply understood Xiao Yi's sharp tongue, so he did not want to engage in a verbal battle with Xiao Yi.

The moment the lady who poured the wine saw the Third Young Master lose his temper, she immediately shuddered. He poured two more glasses of wine and placed them in front of the two of them.

"Do you want to go first or should I?" Xiao Yi maintained his mischievous smile, and spoke while looking at Xiao Zhiyuan: "I have always been a soft-hearted and magnanimous person. Since I have won the first round, then I shall listen to you in the second round.

Xiao Zhiyuan now clenched his fists and said proudly: "I'll go first."

To Xiao Zhiyuan, his aura right now was like a rainbow. If Xiao Yi came first, he would have to wait until all his energy had been drained away. In that case, it would be disadvantageous for him to continue the match.

Therefore, Xiao Zhiyuan took the view that it was better to have the first strike, and began the second round of tasting the wine.

This time, Xiao Zhiyuan learnt his lesson, he did not have those gaudy movements, and he did not have those complicated details. He had already understood how powerful Xiao Yi was, if he still acted like that. Then, Xiao Zhiyuan would just repeat the setbacks of the previous match.

Therefore, this time, Xiao Zhiyuan closed his eyes and sat by the side. He did not bring the glass of red wine, but instead closed his eyes. imitating Xiao Yi's actions, his nose twitched as he took in a deep breath.

His expression was focused, as if he was already intoxicated by the faint aroma of the wine.

After taking a whiff, Xiao Zhiyuan opened his eyes. After a moment's hesitation, he said in a clear voice, "It was produced in Bordeaux, France, in 1994."

This time, after he said the answer, Xiao Zhiyuan was not as confident as he was in the past. Instead, he nervously looked at the lady by his side.

To Xiao Zhiyuan, this kind of sniffing through the air to distinguish between wine and water was something he had heard of before. However, this method was not 100% accurate. Many wines have very little difference in smell. Therefore, he had been completely immersed in it just now. After smelling the smell of the wine, he had three answers in his heart.

Therefore, the Di Xian wine that he was talking about only had a one-third chance of winning.

However, Xiao Zhiyuan had no other choice. This was because he firmly believed that the first Xiao Yi to recognize the wine was definitely a possibility to guess randomly amongst the several wines.

Xiao Yi had guessed it right, so he had no other choice. If he were to taste the wine in the ordinary way, then his vigor would be weaker. Once Xiao Yi guessed right again in the second round, then he would be completely defeated.

Right now, Xiao Zhiyuan was betting on both sides' luck. If his guess was right, then Xiao Yi's guess was wrong, then they could proceed with the third round of the draw. If Xiao Yi guessed it right again, then a 1: 0 ratio could still be moved back on the third round.

This was Xiao Zhiyuan's plan from the bottom of his heart, a young master. He would never do something so ridiculous.

"Since you want to have a chance with me. Okay, then. Let's see if a country bumpkin like you has good luck, or if I, Xiao Zhiyuan, am lucky? "

Xiao Zhiyuan secretly thought, his fists were clenched so tight that cracking sounds could be heard. Flames of battle burned within his eyes.

Just that, was Xiao Yi really relying on luck?

Just as Xiao Zhiyuan was getting anxious, the lady took the bottle and turned it gently. Then, she went over and looked at the label. Her eyes lit up as she read aloud, "Bordeaux, France, 1994. Di Xian Jiu Zhuang Wine."

In that short moment, it felt like a century had passed. The gigantic boulder that was hanging high in Xiao Zhiyuan's heart finally crashed down with a boom.