Bobby is a good drinker, a habit he developed with his senior boss after entering the Ministry of War.
This senior is a well-known drinker in the Ministry of War. He is very particular about drinking. There are probably few people who know better than him which pub in Luodu City has the best wine. Over the years, Bobby has followed his senior to drink. Bought a lot of good wine.
Judging from the experience of our predecessors, those taverns with a booming business generally do not have any good wine, because truly good wine must require very careful brewing and rigorous cellaring. If they do not have their own winery, ordinary tavern owners will brew it themselves. The amount of wine is not too much.
Just like the Titan Tavern, which is famous for its proprietress, the wine is very average.
But when it comes to drinking, not everyone cares about whether the wine is good or not. What many people care about is the atmosphere and who they drink with.
If the senior was still here, he would still be drinking happily even if he was sitting on the roadside with a bottle of low-quality fruit wine.
Of course, if seniors were here, they would be very happy to find another good wine in this newly opened tavern.
Mag also noticed the guest who came in. From the familiar uniform, he could tell that he was an official from the Ministry of War, but his position was not high. He looked tired and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had not had a good rest.
Judging from what the Ministry of War has experienced in the past few days, it is not difficult to understand his appearance. The fact that he can come here to drink at this time shows that he is indeed somewhat far away from the core circle of power of the Ministry of War.
"Hello, what would you like to drink?" Mag asked standing behind the bar.
Poppy came back to his senses, looked at Mag, pointed at the wine glass in front of Irina and said: "Please give me a bottle of wine like that lady."
"Moutai, two thousand copper coins a bottle. There are also snacks here. Do you need it?" Mag pointed out the price.
The income of officials in the Los Empire is actually not particularly high. For an uncle like this who is experiencing a mid-life crisis, his monthly income is about 10,000 copper coins. Whether he will spend 2,000 copper coins on a bottle of Moutai is not an absolute matter.
"Two thousand copper coins?" Bobby frowned slightly. This price is indeed much more expensive than the wine he usually drinks. Even the wine delivered to you by the proprietress of the Titan Tavern opposite is only fifty copper coins a cup.
"Yes." Mag nodded, maintaining a warm and appropriate distance.
Poppy thought for a while and then said: "Let's have a bottle, and then another order of Drunkard's Peanuts, and give me two wine glasses."
Compared with the two thousand copper coins for a bottle of Moutai and the two thousand copper coins for a bottle of whiskey, the thirty copper coins for a portion of Drunkard Peanuts seems to be too affordable.
Bobby didn't have much appetite, so he didn't order the other two strange-looking dishes to go with the wine, pig ears and pig tongue. Aren't these things only the untouchables in the slums would take home to cook and eat?
"Okay." Mag nodded slightly, took out a bottle of Maotai liquor from the wine cabinet, took out two wine glasses, poured a stack of Drunkard's Peanuts, and delivered them to Bobby's table who was sitting at the door, "Please Slow use."
"Thank you." Bobby nodded slightly and picked up the rather round white wine bottle. The bottle felt very smooth and delicate. He unsealed the bottle and there was a cork inside.
"Expert." If the senior was here, he would definitely praise him.
Senior was not here, so Poppy praised him on his behalf.
"Boo~"
Pulling out the cork, the strong aroma of wine immediately hits your face.
Although the restaurant was already filled with the aroma of wine, the aroma of wine pouring out of the bottle still made his eyes light up.
This is not fruit wine. It has no fruity fragrance, but has a more mellow and long-lasting fragrance. It should be grain wine, but he has drunk many grain wines, and he has never had any such a mellow and deep fragrance.
When the wine enters the glass, it is clear and transparent, and the light is reflected in the crystal glass.
Seniors have said that good wine must be paired with good wineware.
If such a clear and transparent wine is poured into an ordinary pottery cup, nothing can be seen. But when poured into this clean and transparent crystal cup, it is purer than crystal and appears to be more upscale.
"How did you do this?" Bobby looked incredulous.
Whether it is fruit wine or grain wine, no matter how you filter it, some impurities will inevitably remain in the wine. Even if there are very few impurities, the color of the wine will never be transparent. It will look like a glass of freshly received mountain spring water. generally.
If it weren't for the intoxicating aroma of wine exuding from the small wine glass in front of him, Bobby wouldn't believe it was a glass of wine.
"Senior, you took me to drink so much good wine. You must have never drunk this wine today. I'll pour you a glass and try it." Bobby put the glass of wine on the opposite side and was silent for a while before giving it. Pour yourself another glass.
After drinking two glasses of wine, Irina's eyes were a little blurry. She looked back at Bobby, her beautiful legs were slightly wrinkled, and she looked at Mag and raised her eyebrows to signal.
Mag shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know exactly what the middle-aged man was doing, but it seemed that he was not waiting for a living person.
That might be a little scary to say.
It should be said that he came to drink with dead people.
Oh, no, it should be to commemorate the memory of our predecessors.
Many people have died in the Ministry of War these days, and it seems that among them there must be people close to this guest, but I wonder if he knows some relevant information.
Mag looked at Bobby calmly, thinking about how to get something out of him after he was drunk.
"Senior, this is my first glass to thank you for your support." Poppy picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it down.
Um……
Different from ordinary clear and sweet fruit wines, and different from ordinary slightly bitter grain wines, this wine has a soft entrance. As soon as you take it, the strong aroma of the wine seems to explode in your mind and penetrate into your limbs. It has a delicate and elegant taste, fresh and sweet. It's so refreshing, it slides between your lips and teeth.
After swallowing, the fragrance lingers on the lips and teeth, and the aftertaste is endless.
Bobby didn't put down his hand holding the wine glass for a long time, his face full of shock and aftertaste.
Over the years, he has become an expert in drinking with his seniors. This wine is definitely the best wine he has ever drunk in his life, bar none!
Somehow, some past events suddenly flashed through his mind, including two middle-aged men hanging out in street pubs, two middle-aged men who helped each other vomit after getting drunk, and two drunken men who once drank too much. Drunk and hugging a man sleeping on the street...
Bobby's emotions collapsed instantly and he began to sob and cry.
That was his most respected senior, that was the best drinking buddy in his life, that was his brother with whom he had a life-long friendship...
Overnight, everything was gone, not even his family and mansion.
He just followed the order and did what he was supposed to do...why was he and his innocent family members dead?
