The cork was opened, and a scent of wine slowly wafted out.
Lucian, who was originally quite looking forward to it, slowly frowned. He picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a glass. He put the glass in front of his nose and took a sniff. Then he looked sideways at Mag and said, "Boss, what are you doing?" Is this wine burnt?"
"Yes, it smells like cigarette smoke." The person next to him also nodded. Although it is not unpleasant, it is a smell that should not appear in wine.
The faces of several ministers suddenly dropped when they heard this. They went out to drink, and no one had ever dared to fool him with bad things. This boss was not kind.
Bobby looked at Mag. He had a good impression of the boss, but if there was a problem with the wine, he really had to explain it clearly.
"This is not burnt, it is the unique burnt aroma and smoke smell of whiskey. Without this smoke smell, you will lose your soul." Mag explained unhurriedly, "Of course, some people will like this. Some people can’t accept the taste, but it has nothing to do with it being burnt.”
"Aren't you being fooled?" A minister frowned, his official authority revealed, and he was about to get angry.
"Whiskey and Maotai are both made with craftsmanship in my mind, so why are you lying? Why don't guests taste it for themselves? If you are not used to it, just don't drink it." Mag said without being humble or overbearing.
Lucian raised his hand slightly to signal the officials accompanying him not to be angry. He looked at Mag and smiled and said, "I believe that someone who can brew a wine as good as Moutai will not lie. I will try the taste of this wine first to see if it is suitable." My taste."
As he spoke, Lucian picked up the glass and took a sip of whiskey.
His brows wrinkled at first, and then raised slightly, showing a bit of surprise. Then the frown gradually relaxed, and finally a smile appeared.
When entering the wine, the taste is dry and mellow, with a faint smoky flavor floating in the mouth, bringing a psychedelic feeling. The faint burnt aroma is not pungent or unpleasant, but adds a few layers to the aroma of the wine. feel.
This is a different feeling from the pure and ultimate aroma of Moutai. It is so unique, yet it maintains an amazingly high level. It is also a leader among fine wines.
The wine, which is still round and soft, swirls around in the mouth and slides into the throat, with the lingering fragrance lingering in the mouth for a long time.
Lucian knew that he had fallen in love with this bottle of wine called whiskey. It was so special and so surprising. Only after truly tasting it could he know the wonderful taste hidden under the deceptive fragrance.
"Good wine! Really good wine!" Lucian slowly opened his eyes, looked at Mag with a hint of apology and said, "Boss, we were reckless. This is a wine that can be compared with Maotai."
"Please use it slowly." Mag nodded slightly, turned around and left.
This time it was Bobby and the others' turn to stare in surprise.
"Lord Lucian, is this wine really that good?" the minister who had previously angrily criticized Mag asked, a little unconvinced.
"You'll see if you have a drink." Lucian smiled and picked up the empty wine glass beside him and poured him a glass.
"Okay, the adults have agreed, then I will have a drink to try." The minister picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
He also frowned, then his eyes lit up, and he looked down at the wine glass in his hand in surprise, then looked at Lucian, swallowed the wine, thought about it, and then nodded with admiration and said: "Sure enough, It’s good wine! I didn’t expect such a fine wine to be hidden in this small tavern.”
"Lord Catola said earlier that this wine was a fool." Lucian teased.
"Hehe..." Katola smiled awkwardly and said in the direction of the wine cabinet: "Boss, don't mind me. I am an outspoken person, and your wine is indeed good."
"It doesn't matter, as long as the customers are satisfied." Mag responded.
"Do you want to give it a try?" Lucien asked, looking at the other ministers.
"I'm already very greedy when I smell the aroma of Maotai. I'm afraid this wine is more to my taste. I'd better try this first."
"Yeah, I've never smelled such a fragrant wine. I poured it all on. Let's try this first."
Others showed greater interest in the already full bottles of Moutai in front of them.
"Okay, the food and wine are served, let's not be restrained, let's start drinking." Lucien picked up the wine glass and reminded you with a smile: "First of all, let me remind you, this wine is amazing, very strong, it's all. Take your time and drink."
Then, a sound of admiration sounded in the tavern, whether it was Maotai or whiskey, it brought everyone a great surprise.
This table of people brought a bit of excitement to the usually cold tavern.
"Opening a tavern really takes a lot less effort than opening a restaurant. I'm in the wrong business. I'm in the wrong business." Mag sat behind the counter, watching the two little guys sitting on the small bench playing checkers while listening to the group of old men. chat.
"Remind the host: Please increase the popularity of the tavern as soon as possible. The current popularity of the tavern is: 8! Let's set a small goal of 1,000 popularity first! Come on! Damn it!"
"Dad feels comfortable when you call me Daddy." Mag nodded, "Dad will work hard."
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"roll!"
The system roars!
"This is good. Look at how happy these people are chatting. After a few glasses of wine, they dare to talk about anything. If other guests were here, they might not dare to listen." Mag ignored the system's message. roar.
"Don't forget, you also bought half the street." The system reminded.
Mag frowned and realized that things were not simple. Cheng Xiang was afraid that this investment would be a loss.
Whiskey and Moutai are high-alcohol liquors, especially for those of us who drink low-alcohol fruit wine on weekdays.
After a few drinks and a few peanuts, I became confused.
Mag has no other hobbies lately. She just likes to go up and chat with guests after they are drunk, such as Bloom who was just killed by them last night, how the adults in the officialdom are feeling recently, and how they treat Qiao Xiu. What do you think?
Even the Gray Temple's intelligence system is difficult to collect this first-hand information.
After going out and asking the ministers' coachmen to come in and carry away the drunken adults, Mag turned over the wooden sign on the door and announced that the business was closed for the day.
Qiao Xiu is finally finished. The stigmatization has been successful and the effect is remarkable.
Now Qiao Xiu is no different from the devil in the mind of the Minister of War, and he wants to kill him quickly to avenge the families of those innocent and tragic deaths of the Ministry of War officials.
Moreover, everyone has happily decided tonight and will jointly submit a letter tomorrow asking the king to investigate the matter strictly and bring the murderer to justice.
Promote!
Mag generously gave them free peanuts for a drunkard.
