Lao Mo is a typical building from the former Soviet Union of the last century, which looks very exotic.
It’s just that these people are not interested in exotic customs at all.
Professor Rudolf Wagner and little Oliver were originally German. Zheng Ren was not feeling very well, Xie Yiren was thinking about caviar, and Su Yun's eyes were shining, looking like he was waiting wholeheartedly to have a drink with Chang Yue.
The professor and little Oliver had already arrived. They did not wait inside, but stood outside by the fountain, chatting and waiting.
Until he saw Zheng Ren and others coming over, the professor opened his arms and gave Zheng Ren a warm hug, expressing the joy in his heart.
Zheng Ren was dizzy and did not move away. He felt as if he had been hugged by a bear, and the fractured ribs began to hurt.
"Boss, you did a great job in the surgery today. The light is enough to light up every corner of the world!" the professor praised.
Zheng Ren smiled and asked, "Have you ordered?"
"Today is a celebration banquet. If you don't come, what will happen?" Su Yun said, "Hurry up, I can't wait."
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Zheng Ren asked.
"You don't know if you don't drink, but here is the most authentic vodka." Su Yun's eyes were very bright. He had not had a good drink since he went to the south to perform a special mission. This guy was going crazy.
Therefore, today he does not want to drink domestic liquor, nor whiskey, nor wine, but only vodka.
Ordering food must not be left to Zheng Ren. If he had some of this stuff, he would be willing to use a few slices of big ribs here to feed a full person, so as not to waste time.
Xie Yi held the menu and looked at it intently while communicating with the waiter in the restaurant.
What she said was very professional, with a few English words mixed in from time to time.
The waiter could stumble and speak a few words at first, but soon called the front office manager out.
In just a few words, the waiter knew that the little girl in front of him was a sensible person. She was either rich or noble and could not be fooled.
If you fail to meet the requirements, you may be scolded. Getting scolded is a trivial matter. If the customer wants to compensate, a waiter can't afford to pay for something like that which is so expensive after working for a year.
The front office manager communicated with Mr. Xie, and finally called the chef out.
Zheng Ren felt strange, what caused such a big fuss
But there was no way to ask in front of the restaurant's waiter and front office manager, so he had to wait for Xie Yiren to order all the way and then ask his doubts after leaving.
"Yiren, what happened just now?"
"No, let me ask them about the caviar here." Xie Yiren smiled brightly, and his fair skin looked even more delicate against the exotic-style architecture.
"Is there any other explanation for caviar?" Zheng Ren has no research on this kind of thing and is basically an idiot.
"When drinking vodka, you should pair it with caviar from the Caspian Sea. I just asked them what kind of caviar they have here, but unfortunately, there is no beluga caviar that is more than 60 years old." Xie Yi felt a little regretful.
"..." Zheng Ren was a little confused. Will caviar last for another sixty years? Just like liquor, it becomes more valuable as time goes by.
But in sixty years... will it deteriorate
Regarding caviar, Zheng Ren really didn't do any research. Zheng Rendu has very little contact with the scraps of information about eating.
"Sevruga's is fine too, it tastes almost the same." Su Yun said on the side.
"Sevruga is basically sturgeon eggs that are 7 or 8 years old. The gray color is not very good-looking, and the taste lacks some complexity, but it can be eaten." Xie Yiren took the menu and pointed it at Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren didn't look at the color of the caviar at all, but saw the string of numbers below that he would never forget.
"How much does a pound of beluga caviar over 60 years old cost?" Zheng Ren asked.
"The market price should be around 80,000. He only has a little bit at his house. There are so many people today that there is not enough food. It's all gone and I have to add something else." Xie Yiren said.
Zheng Ren seemed to understand Su Yun's intention of dragging him to Lao Mo and Vodka.
For me, Daliba is the traditional Russian national delicacy. But for Shea people, when they hear vodka, what comes to mind is extremely expensive caviar.
"Actually, it's not that delicious." Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren and said with a smile: "Caviar, truffles, and foie gras are considered the three major delicacies, and they are standard ingredients in French meals. In fact, in the earliest times, it was Russians started to eat caviar. And they didn’t think it tasted very good, that’s all. The delicacies that foreigners brag about must be viewed dialectically.”
"Then don't order the caviar." Zheng Ren felt deeply afraid of the series of zeros.
"You are stingy." Su Yun scorned, "Xinglin Garden advanced part of your money without using your salary card. If you spend money today, I will pay the bill."
"..." Zheng Ren never thought that you spend money and I pay the bill could happen to him.
"Boss, you said that rich people have traveled thousands of miles to come to China and fight side by side with us. What kind of spirit is this? You only invited me to dinner once, and it was a small group of tycoons. Do you think you are embarrassed?" Su Yun asked.
Zheng Ren was even less energetic.
That series of zeros looks scarier than a roller coaster.
However, what Su Yun said was right as he pretended to be a public servant for personal gain. Professor Rudolf Wagner was the first to go to Haicheng to study a new tip surgery method with himself. It seemed that he should have a good meal.
"Actually, when you eat caviar, I think you get the luxurious aristocratic flavor of the Louis XIV period." Su Yun's eyes sparkled, "Especially when paired with 38° vodka, that..."
"Is there such a low-alcohol vodka?" Zheng Ren was a little surprised. In his impression, vodka was the kind of highly anhydrous ethanol that can be directly consumed naturally.
"Mendeleev, do you know?" Su Yun used a question, but it was obvious that he didn't want to ask. The question just represented his contempt. "Mr. Mendeleev's most outstanding contribution to mankind is not his discovery." Instead of the periodic table of elements, he claims to be the father of vodka.”
This is the first time Zheng Ren knows about this.
Zheng Ren suspected that Su Yun was talking nonsense about this kind of thing. I had just been fooled in the afternoon, sitting in the first row of the roller coaster, and I still feel uncomfortable.
"Mendeleev has been studying for many years and found that 38° vodka is the best." Su Yundao said, "The taste is bursting, simply like... "
"Anhydrous alcohol." Zheng Ren added expressionlessly.
"Tch, you don't understand." Su Yun scorned, "The current EU standard is 37.5°, right?"
"Well, vodka with a temperature higher than this is only vodka. And it cannot be mixed with alcohol. I feel that only the purest vodka can be considered real vodka. How do you describe this kind of bar?" Professor Rudolf Wagner hesitated.