The bright red wine slid into the glass very steadily, without any ripples, the aroma of the wine was not too strong, it seemed that all the flavors were locked in the crystal clear, ruby-like pigeon blood wine .
The sommelier's hands did not tremble at all, and the four glasses of wine were poured extremely evenly, all at the height of two fingers horizontally, and the naked eye could not tell the difference at all.
Lan Jue looked at the wine, but the gourmet looked at the huge ham in front of him, their eyes were equally obsessed.
Twenty candles are densely and evenly arranged, just slightly smaller than the square empty disk. The gourmand's right hand sweeps over the candles, and twenty candles are lit almost simultaneously, the flames are not high, but bright.
The gourmet pinches the edge of the disk and lays it flat on the candle flame, letting the outer flame of the candle burn the bottom of the disk.
The barista said, "Are you tired? Can't you make your own fire?"
The gourmet didn't even look at him, and said, "That's why you have no taste. If you weren't very lucky, you wouldn't be able to drink today's wine and eat such ham. My fire is a sun fire, hot and violent. Candle flames are yin flames, soft, warm, and even. What I need now is the latter."
The barista said a little unconvinced: "Why is it impossible? I don't believe it! Sommelier, is what he said true?"
The sommelier didn't make a sound. He picked up the goblet in front of him, and what he was holding was the long crystal column below. He lifted it above his head, followed the light, and looked at the bright red and transparent wine in the glass.
The barista turned to look at Lan Jue again, "Gourmets despise me! What reason does he have to say that?"
Lan Jue's gaze was also on the wine glass, and his movements were almost the same as that of a sommelier, holding his own glass and looking at the crystal red in the glass.
"He's right, and of course there's a reason. The sommelier didn't say anything, because he didn't want to hurt you. But I can tell you, it's regarded as revenge for the trouble you just provoked."
"Okay, tell me." The barista said unconvinced.
Lan Jue said with a faint smile: "If you want to learn knowledge, you have to pay a price. Give me the wine in your glass, and I will tell you, otherwise what is revenge?"
The barista said a little annoyed: "Okay, if your reasons can convince me why I don't deserve to drink Romanee-Conti, I'll give you this cup."
Lan Jue put his wine glass on the table, and then looked at the sommelier, "Don't grab it. He asked me, why didn't you tell me just now."
The sommelier sighed, "He is willing to sell a glass of Romanee-Conti in this way, which is already a very good reason."
Lan Jue smiled and said: "But this is not enough to convince him, because he can say that his thirst for knowledge is stronger than his taste for fine wine."
He picked up the water glass and took a sip of warm water. Lan Jue's gaze finally turned to the barista.
"Actually, the reason is very simple, because you are a barista. Although you know good wine and food, you are still a barista."
The barista asked in a daze, "What's the reason?"
Lan Jue said: "Of course it's the reason. You love coffee more than red wine. Excuse me, how many cups of coffee do you drink every day?"
The barista said, "Three cups."
Lan Jue said: "Drinking coffee has become the most important habit in your life. The better the coffee, the longer and richer the aroma. However, it will also invade your taste buds. Before tasting a top red wine, In order to be able to feel its full fragrance, you can’t eat anything with a strong taste for at least three days. Coffee, tea, chocolate, etc. are absolutely prohibited. Otherwise, your taste buds will be occupied, even if you use white bread to try to absorb them Taste, there will be a little bit of residue. It will affect the sublimation of your soul by fine wine. It is a blasphemy."
After a pause, Lan Jue looked at the barista with a smile, "So, within three days, have you had coffee?"
The barista smiled wryly, "Of course I did."
"Thank you." Lan Jue gracefully picked up the glass in front of him, and poured all the liquid in his glass into her own. The empty glass was returned to him.
The sommelier sighed, gently shook the cup in his hand, and brought it to his nose for a light sniff. Immediately, the seriousness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by intoxication and immersion.
He took a big sip and had a slight aftertaste in his mouth before swallowing.
Lan Jue also took a sip, lowered his head, inhaled lightly, and made a slight sound of water in his mouth, then raised his head again and swallowed the wine.
The expression of the sommelier returned to normal after a while, "Garnet red halo, with obvious layers; typical Romanée-Conti aroma, sweet pepper and rose petals; light and harmonious, relatively restrained intensity in the mouth, extremely long aftertaste Son."
Having said that, he looked at Lan Jue, "You are very good at choosing, this bottle of Romanée-Conti is just in the drinking period."
Lan Jue exhaled lightly, "The fusion of floral and spicy aromas is elegant and pleasant; the mouth shows amazing fluidity and harmony, red fruit and cherry aromas, rich and delicate tannins; the exquisiteness and presence of this wine, for us It's a surprise! It really deserves to be known as the world's wine king! I think that in the next three days, my taste buds and even my gums will be full of its wonderful taste. I can't drink for three days gone."
The barista looked at their expressions and couldn't help but said, "Is it that exaggerated? Sommelier, give me some more."
The sommelier sighed and said, "Originally, that plate of white bread was prepared for you to let you inhale the miscellaneous flavors on your taste buds. In addition, Romanee-Conti itself has a strong taste, so you can barely taste it. But , your own has already lost to the jeweler, and I only planned to share that cup with you. So, sorry, I don’t have yours today.”
The gourmet took back the plate baking on the candle, put it on the table, patted the barista on the shoulder, and said, "This is the jeweler's revenge. This guy is very vengeful."
The barista turned his head and looked at Lan Jue fiercely.
Lan Jue took another sip of the wonderful wine from the God's Relic, "Miss Carmel went to my store that day. Although she didn't buy anything, I could tell what she liked from the look in her eyes."
The expression on the barista's face froze, and he sighed quietly, "You won."
Lan Jueqi gestured to him, and the barista's expression returned to calm, "But I won't just leave. Although I didn't drink the wine, I still want to eat the ham."
The gourmet had a slender but narrow knife in his hand at some point, and with a light stroke, a piece of paper-thin ham fell on the dinner plate.
His hand created afterimages in the air, and soon, dozens of thin slices of ham covered the disk.
"Why roast it first?" the taster asked the gourmand.
The gourmet said: "The black-haired pig you are talking about should actually be called Iberian pig. It is usually raised in the forest pastures located in the central and western parts of Upper Proterozoic Spain. This area is a typical Mediterranean natural environment, containing a vast Pastures and forests dominated by green oak and Spanish cork oak. The main food source of pigs raised free-range in the vast pastures is the fruit of these trees, acorns. Acorns are necessary to obtain real acorn Iberian ham essential condition."
"The following steps are involved in the production: cutting the pig; freezing the pork to six degrees Celsius; curing; rinsing and resting; once the curing is complete, the ham is rinsed in cold water to wash off the salt grains, and then stored in a warehouse for two months to facilitate The salt is evenly distributed; it is naturally dried. Then it is hung in a natural cave to stand for at least 24 months before being eaten, and the top-quality Spanish Iberian ham can even stand for 48 months.”
"The one you took out is the best Iberian ham. Only ham made from acorn-fed and 100% purebred Iberian pigs can stand in the cave for seventy-two months. Even in the Shangyuan era, it is a good thing that money can't buy."
"But this kind of ham has a problem, that is, the fat itself is too rich. Although the taste is pure and beautiful, the fragrance is covered by the fat to a certain extent. Although it can be eaten when chewing, it is still lacking after all. I Baking the pan first, and then putting the ham slices in, the temperature of the pan will melt the fat, and the fat will infiltrate into the lean meat, and all the aroma will be fully displayed, you see, the white fat has become transparent.”
Sure enough, the white fat on the original red and white slices of ham has become transparent, looking like crystal jelly, and a faint aroma flows out from the plate, condensing and not dispersing.
Lan Jue raised his hand to pinch a piece, put it in his mouth, his face was moved instantly, the rich and pure mellow fragrance lingered in his mouth for a long time. He took another sip of Romanée-Conti and he was intoxicated.
The sommelier also ate a piece, almost as moved as Lan Jue, and then said with a wry smile: "It seems that the way I ate it before made it dusty."
The gourmet ate the ham, drank the fine wine in his glass, and said with a smile, "It's a wonderful thing to eat your food, drink your food, and be praised by you."
Lan Jue sighed leisurely: "The Pearl of the Gods is paired with top-quality Iberian ham, sommelier, I will come here often in the future."
The sommelier didn't look at him, but there was bitterness in his eyes. He knew that a jeweler is not a casual person, but if he gets up casually...
The barista is also grimacing. The mellow flavor of the Iberian ham is beyond imagination, but unfortunately, he no longer has the God's Legacy to match.