"Your Highness, Concubine Chi was at the winery yesterday..."
Xiaohongdou briefly talked about Chi Hanqing helping the young man named Bota at the winery yesterday, and brought the wine to Han Dongwen. This wine was different from dark red wine. The liquid was transparent and clear, with a hint of It is dark orange, but the packaging is very simple. You can tell at a glance that it is hand-sealed using discarded wine bottles.
"So, when the West Asian boy was serving wine last night, in order to express his gratitude to Concubine Chi, he also presented him with this bottle of strange wine that he had made privately, saying that it could not be bought in any winery. "
Little Hongdou stuck out her tongue: "Concubine Chi prepared medicine for this West Asian boy's mother, and said that her good deeds depended on His Highness's grace, so she asked me to present this bottle of wine to you for a look. "
"I see."
Han Dongwen nodded slightly, opened the bottle cap, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly entered his nostrils.
Is it hard liquor?
The Principality of West Asia has always produced wine, or imported liquor from Simeng. How could there be spirits?
He thought for a moment, then gently dipped his hand into the bottle of wine and tasted it briefly.
"This is……"
Han Dongwen thought about this familiar yet unfamiliar smell in his mind. His memory was like a drop of water on a faucet, but he just couldn't remember it!
"This is..." he thought.
"Your Highness, is this also wine? It smells so strong of grapes." Xiao Hongdou interrupted.
Han Dongwen was stunned for a moment, then brought the bottle closer and smelled it, and the strong smell of alcohol entered his nose again.
"Where's the grape smell?" he asked puzzled.
Xiao Hongdou's face was a little red and she lowered her head slightly: "Yes, my nose is naturally a little too sensitive. I always smell something that others can't smell. This wine does smell like grapes to me."
Han Dongwen looked at Xiao Hongdou and suddenly realized, no wonder this girl has some talent in serving and appreciating tea. Could it be that she relies on her nose?
If it were grapes...
As if he remembered something, Han Dongwen's heart suddenly tightened.
Isn't this brandy? !
Spirits distilled from grapes!
"What do you think the boy's name is, Bota?" Han Dongwen asked Xiao Hongdou.
Hearing that his tone was suddenly serious, Xiao Hongdou also became serious and nodded: "Exactly, Your Highness, he should be doing some handyman work at the Dongfang winery opposite the Grand Duke's residence. He has a sick mother at home, and he was almost killed yesterday. The factory owner fired me.”
Han Dongwen nodded silently and put the inferior wine bottle in his hand back on the table.
This young man made his own wine, and it can't be bought anywhere else...?
Brandy, to use the crudest explanation, is to use the method of distilling white wine, but replacing grain with grapes.
Of course, there are still many differences in the details, but that's the principle.
No one in the Principality of West Asia discovered this process of distilling wine? Can't buy brandy?
I'm afraid it's not that simple...
Han Dongwen thought deeply and finally decided to keep this in mind for the time being. He smiled at Xiao Hongdou: "I didn't expect you to have such a hidden ability. Let's go to the Grand Duke's residence."
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The breakfast provided by the Grand Duke's residence is naturally of West Asian style.
On the dining table covered with a clean white tablecloth, two small baskets made of rattan were first served, containing soft and fragrant baked bread. Next to them were two small silver holders that looked like real chess pieces, holding two round chess pieces. The eggs were delivered to Han Dongwen and Grand Duke Tilda like a work of art.
Later, there are fluffy waffles dripping with honey, smoked bacon pancakes with a unique aroma, truffle omelette and freshly baked ham pie that is still sizzling on the surface.
At first glance, there are many varieties, but they are all easy-to-storage ingredients such as bacon, eggs, honey and bread, which also reflect the characteristics of the grain production of the West Asian principality.
But even though there was a shortage of food, the West Asians still kept these things in a set of rules, which is strange.
In addition to Han Dongwen and Tilda, who were sitting opposite each other, there was also a waiter standing behind them to serve the meal. Behind Han Dongwen was naturally Xiao Hongdou, and behind Tilda stood a waiter wearing a black dress and a coat. A waiter in a pure white apron with white sleeve seals.
Han Dongwen sat upright, with the corners of his mouth turning up unconsciously.
Wow, what a maid outfit.
Almost reflexively, he imagined a strange scene in his mind - purchasing some clothes, and setting a maid dress day in the palace every month. The maids would all wear such black and white maid skirts, and Xiao Hongdou would also change them. Would not it be……
No, no, no, isn’t that what Lord Wen would do!
No, it’s not harmful, it’s just a change of clothes...
Han Yang! The most regrettable thing when sliding into the abyss is the first step!
"Mr. Han Dongwen, don't you have an appetite?"
There was a fierce battle between heaven and man in Han Dongwen's mind, and he was suddenly brought back to reality by Tilda's pleasant but emotionless voice. He coughed quickly: "Ahem, that's not the case. Let's have a meal."
Of course, there are no chopsticks on the table, but a set of silverware, knives and forks.
Xiao Hongdou stood behind him with a nervous look on her face. Before the visit, she had naturally made up for West Asia's etiquette and rules at Mi Niangniang's place, but now she was still afraid that she had done something wrong and lost His Highness's people.
Unexpectedly, Han Dongwen straightened the napkin around his neck with ease, naturally put his hand on the table, gently took the small cup containing the stewed eggs in the original shell, picked up the small silver spoon on the table and flicked it. Crack the eggshell to reveal the delicious food inside.
Tilda glanced lightly, seeing his flawless etiquette, she blinked without making a sound, and continued to eat her food with her head down.
Seeing Tilda like this, Han Dongwen showed a proud smile on his lips.
Do you want me to make a fool of myself by eating Western food?
Go ahead and scare the time-travelers from twenty years ago! Nowadays, eating your piece of broken bread and meat is not a rare thing. To say the least, if you just search on xyinx, you can find "A complete set of etiquette for eating Western food, the last one is the most complicated!" ” and “Seven points to pay attention to when using knives and forks, are you embarrassed? 》You can watch this kind of car wheel video, will I be afraid of you?
Wait for me to hold back my growth for a while longer, and sooner or later you woman will go to Siyang to use chopsticks for me!
However, does this mean that these junk videos can only be of some use now?
Han Dongwen was thinking wildly in his mind, but his hands were still busy, using one dish after another with ease. Xiao Hongdou took the removed dinner plate behind him and handed it to the waiter at the Grand Duke's Residence next to him, but his heart was full of surprise. .
Mi Niangniang said that the last time His Highness visited the Principality of West Asia, he made a joke and got very angry when he came back. He learned how to use West Asia's knives and forks for two days on a whim, and then immediately gave up without interest. Now... when did this happen? Learned?
Although she was surprised, she was also happy that Han Dongwen would not be embarrassed this time.
"Would you like tea or coffee?"
After the meal, the table was clean, and Tilda raised her eyes to look at Han Dongwen.
"Pour me a cappuccino."
Han Dongwen said seriously.
"?"
"Coffee with steam and hot milk, no cream or sugar."
Tilda was stunned for a moment, then regained her serious expression and nodded to the waiter next to her.
The waiter withdrew, and she turned to look at Han Dongwen: "Compared to the last time I visited, you seem to know a lot more about West Asia. You postponed the dinner last night, and I thought West Asia's food still didn't suit your taste."
Naturally, the dinner was proposed for the sake of going to the trumpet. Han Dongwen smiled: "Today's dinner will not be postponed. Moreover, I also hope to invite His Highness Prince Gao to dine together. There will be some extremely exciting programs. I hope the prince Your Highness will like it."
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