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Chapter 342: Brandy Cellared for 200 Years

"If you like it, you can live here too. The housing prices here are much cheaper than those in the city." The old man smiled.

When Lu Ziyu heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, but stopped talking. Some things can be seen from afar, but if you go deeper, it will not be possible.

At this time, Lu Ziyu might be able to make excuses involuntarily, but if one day he gets rid of these burdens pressing on himself, he will fade out of the prosperous dream of the city like an old man and put himself in a quiet but ordinary countryside?

When he thought about Xiong Peng being bored just now, Lu Ziyu was a little uncertain when he saw the scene of ant fighting. Everyone envied the freedom and freedom of the superiors in their lives alone, but how many people could truly achieve this state of mind? Maybe this is the difference between an expert and an ordinary person, not in cultivation, but in the state of mind.

Seeing this, the old man didn't ask again, shook his head and smiled, "Get into the house, you are still young, and being able to get used to such a bland life is called aging before you get old."

Xiong Peng heard this and couldn't help complaining: "Then do you always have me here all day?"

"Shut up, why, I can't grind your temperament." When the old man shouted, Xiong Peng didn't dare to steal the words anymore. He turned around and touched Lu Ziyu and muttered something in a low voice. Lu Ziyu didn't hear it clearly. At this time, he heard the old man say again: "Don't mumble, you have a gentle personality, but you are impulsive and hot in your bones. If I don't grind you, I'm afraid you will follow your uncle and my uncle. I'm already dead, my son and daughter-in-law, but I don't want to lose even my grandson. Since you want to go out and make a fuss, you can follow your brother-in-law in the future."

Xiong Peng was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he reacted again. He shouted excitedly and said, "Grandpa, you promised, it's great, Brother Ayu, I'll be with you in the future."

"He is your brother-in-law. If he doesn't call him brother, you call him brother, you will be useless." The old man couldn't help but curse again after hearing Xiong Peng's words.

Lu Ziyu was a little amused and said to himself: "The old man doesn't seem to be very good at this kind of temper."

At this moment, Xiong Fang heard Xiong Fang jokingly say, "That's right, grandpa is right, Brother Ayu, you have never called my brother before. Come and call me to me."

Lu Ziyu and Xiong Peng looked at each other, opened their mouths, but finally shook their heads and sighed, and said in unison: "Forget it, let's talk about their own things."

Everyone joked and Xiong Fang stood up and said, "You guys talk, I'll go cook." Lu Ziyu then remembered that he had brought some good wine to the old man, so he quickly pulled Xiong Peng and ran to the road outside, and carried the two low-temperature boxes in the trunk over.

Open the low-temperature box, each with a 2.5-liter oak barrel, took it out and placed it on the table and smiled: "Old man, this is found in a Smith's castle cellar. Good thing, brandy, it is said that it has been stored in the cellar for more than 200 years. Those xo are simply weak compared to it."

Although the old man was not very interested in foreign wine, his eyes couldn't help but lit up when he heard that the cellar had been hidden for more than 200 years. Like white wine and rice wine, the longer the cellar, the better.

What people usually call xo refers to brandy that has been stored for 50 years. This is already the best. What does this cellar mean?

However, the master usually drinks homemade rice wine, but there is no special brandy cup at home. Fortunately, Lu Ziyu was prepared and took out three brandy cups from the refrigerator.

Brandy is different from other foreign wines. Generally, red wines and other foreign wines need to be consumed at low temperatures, so ordinary red wine glasses have a high foot. When holding them, try to avoid fingers touching the bottle body and wall of the cup to avoid the temperature of the hand affecting the wine temperature and destroying the taste.

Whiskey, vodka, etc. need to be added with ice and water. When drinking, drink it all, and then burp happily. Enjoy the aroma of the burp.

Brandy is different from their drinking methods. Although it is also highly wine, it does not need to be added with ice and water to mix. And although it needs to be refrigerated, it needs to reach a certain level of question when drinking. So it usually uses a large belly cup with short feet. Before drinking, hold the wall of the cup in the palm of your hand, shake it slowly, observe the color of the wine swaying in the cup, and quietly smell the fragrance of the wine. At the same time, use the temperature of the palm to slowly warm the wine in the cup.

Therefore, this is the most suitable for drinking during casual chats. While slowly shaking the wine in the glass, talking quietly in the fragrance of the wine, it has a different mood. However, if you bring a sip of wine and a sip of food, it is not much different from drinking alcohol.

Lu Ziyu took out the wine glass and asked Xiong Peng to help remove the blockage. A scent of wine suddenly overflowed slowly along the blockage mouth. Although it was very light, it seemed to be long and long.

The three drunkards were immediately attracted to their greed. The old man couldn't sit still. He stood up and took the wine glass to the exit like an old child, urging him: "Down."

Seeing this, Lu Ziyu couldn't help but smile. When he slid over the wooden barrel, a stream of wine like amber flowed out slowly along the hole, and the long aroma of wine suddenly became rich.

The three of them poured a glass of glass, and then they returned to their seats. The old man shook for a moment and couldn't wait. He put the wine glass to his lips, put it on a sip, then squinted his eyes gently, and after a while he slowly let out a breath, he whispered: "Good wine, this foreigner is not good, so there are no need for us Longhua people to make wine. It can be said that each has its own advantages. No wonder so many people are yelling to drink foreign wine, which doesn't seem to be completely admiring foreigners."

Lu Ziyu laughed and said, "Old man, you're not saying this. What you drink has been stored in a cellar for two hundred years. Can it be compared with those ten or eight years? And this is a treasured thing from the British nobles. How many of the things outside that are clamoring to drink foreign wine can be bought? Even if they are given real people, I have seen a person who drinks vodka, brandy and white wine together, which is known as the Third Plenary Session of the Central Committee. Such people drink foreign wine just by taking the people's fat and ointment from the people. What they drink is not wine, but money."

The old man couldn't help but sigh and said, "Forget it, drink, don't talk about those scums, which is annoying."

"Grandpa, what I said is that those people are not worth talking about. Brother Ayu, you should continue talking about this trip to England." Xiong Peng gave a sip of wine and agreed.

When Lu Ziyu heard this, he nodded and continued to talk about Felmer. He kept talking about Xiong Fang coming to ask them for dinner. Lu Ziyu finally said almost exactly what London said. At this moment, he suddenly remembered something and asked immediately: "Old man, I heard that when my father and his friends were exploring the remains, there were two people here in the Longhua Military Department. Do you know the two?"

The old man's face suddenly dimmed when he heard this, and he sat back silently and sighed: "You must have guessed it too? That's right, those two are my eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law, and Peng'er's parents."

"My parents?" Xiong Peng's body suddenly stiffened and his eyes became wet in an instant. Xiong Fang, the little girl standing at the door calling for the three of them, stopped talking and walked slowly to Lu Ziyu. A tear fell from her snow-white cheeks?

Lu Ziyu closed his eyes gently, sighed secretly, and said to himself: "It's true as I expected."

But then he felt something was wrong again and couldn't help asking: "Old man, but uncle and aunt died 20 years ago. Are Fangfang and Xiong Peng cousins?"
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