Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Taste

"Moutai! This is good wine. Father Qian was still stroking the bottle of Moutai.

"Dead old man, don't look foreign, hurry up and open it and taste it. Mother Qian stabbed Father Qian with a smile, and then snatched Moutai.

Father Qian hurriedly said, "Don't, keep it......"

Before Father Qian finished speaking, Mother Qian had already opened the lid of Moutai's wine with a "boom".

Father Qian "......"

"Come, come, take a cup and taste it. Qian Mu smiled and poured half a glass for everyone's glasses, and only half a bottle of wine was left in the bottle.

Father Qian on the side was distressed.

"What are you doing in a daze? Look at you like that, isn't wine just drinking? You can still give birth to a cub when you collect it?" Mother Qian rolled her eyes at Father Qian.

Father Qian nodded, smiled again, and said, "That's right, isn't wine just for drinking." Today I will also taste what Moutai tastes like. ”

After speaking, Father Qian put the wine glass in his hand to his mouth, took a sip lightly, smacked his lips, frowned and said, "It's no different from the ordinary wine we drink, maybe it's a little more fragrant?"

Qin Lu's eyes narrowed, he picked up the wine glass in his hand, shook it, looked at the bottom of the glass, and then said to Father Qian, "Uncle, please show me the bottle of Moutai." ”

"Do you want to see this?" Father Qian handed the bottle to Qin Lu.

Qin Lu took it and carefully observed the lower bottle mouth, bottom of the bottle, and the trademark part of the bottle.

"Don't pretend to understand, have you seen what Moutai looks like?" Zhang Tianming was disgusted by Qin Lu's posture, and couldn't help but sarcastically say.

Qin Lu ignored Zhang Tianming's words, but put down the Moutai wine, shook his head with a laugh and said, "This wine is fake." ”

"Fake?!"

Everyone present was stunned.

Zhang Tianming stood up suddenly, glared at Qin Lu angrily, and said fiercely, "Boy, what are you talking nonsense? Do you know that you are pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here? Have you ever drunk Moutai?"

"Of course I drank it. Qin Luhuang said quietly in the quilt in his hand, "Moutai is produced in Guizhou, and is known as the world's three famous liquors along with Scotch whisky and French cognac, and it is also China's national liquor, which has a history of more than 800 years. ”

Saying that, Qin Lu stood up, looked at the faces of everyone who were listening carefully, smiled, and then said, "Moutai is expensive and famous, so it has led to many distilleries to counterfeit Moutai. ”

Qin Lu put down the wine glass in his hand, pointed to the bottle of Moutai and said, "Whether the Moutai wine I bought is fake or not, it can be identified from many places, and the easiest thing is to look at his manufacturer." ”

"Kweichow Moutai has never cooperated with any distillery, and has not shared or leased the trademark license for the production of Moutai with other manufacturers. There is no messy field such as the first factory, the second factory, the third factory, and the fourth factory. So once the manufacturer on Moutai is not some company of Kweichow Moutai Co., Ltd., it is 100% fake. ”

"And your bottle of wine ......," Qin Lu picked up Moutai and pointed to the manufacturer on it, "There is no problem with the manufacturer." But it is produced by Kweichow Moutai. ”

Zhang Tianming was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood: "Then you are still forcing an egg." ”

"Don't worry. Qin Lu shook the Moutai in his hand and said with a smile, "This is just the easiest way to identify, although it is passed, it cannot be considered real, please look here next." ”

Qin Lu pointed to the registered trademark on the Moutai bottle and showed it to everyone.

"Pretending to be ......" Zhang Tianming watched Qin Lu talk there, uncomfortable. He wanted to stand up and punch him, "I'll see what flowers you can name?" This wine is a 10-year-old Moutai that I spent an adult asking for, and there is no one on the market at all, how can it be fake." ”

Qin Lu pointed to the trademark and said, "This trademark of Kweichow Moutai uses imported 100 grams of steel plate to print, this bottle of Moutai is a domestic liquor, not a 500 ml package for export, so its trademark pattern is divided into three parts, upper, middle and lower, beautifully printed, and there is a gold line at the junction of the oblique belt and the lower right corner, and the cutting edge is even." The fake one is generally printed with ordinary cardboard, not to mention how it feels, and the experienced one can see the difference at a glance. ”

Zhang Tianming looked at the bottle in Qin Lu's hand and sneered, "So is there a problem with this bottle of my wine?"

"No problem. ”

"Nima ......" Zhang Tianming almost exploded. He now understands that the competitor in front of him is here to play him.

Qin Lu smiled, put down the Moutai in his hand, and said, "There is also a way to identify the authenticity, but there is no problem with the bottle of Moutai in yours, so I won't repeat it too much." ”

"No problem, what are you trying to show off?" Zhang Tianming said.

Qin Lu shook his fingers, picked up the liquor on the table, handed it to Zhang Tianming, and said, "What I'm talking about is that there is no problem with the bottle of this bottle of Moutai, and the problem is its wine!"

"The bottle is real! The wine is fake!" Qin Lushi said in shock.

"What?!"

Zhang Tianming's face was flushed with anger, and he glared at Qin Lu fiercely, "You said fake wine, then give proof." Otherwise, you're too tasteless with white teeth, right?"

"Of course there is proof. Qin Lu pointed to the contents of the cup and explained, "Authentic Moutai is made from wheat, fermented eight times, and stored in the cellar of the factory for three years before it can leave the factory. The uniqueness of Moutai lies in the fact that his liquor is colorless and transparent, mellow and sweet in the mouth, and the aroma is so special that even after the empty glass, the fragrance can be smelled. The fake Moutai is made of sorghum wine, white dry wine, etc., and it cannot reach the quality of the real Moutai at all. ”

"Isn't it also full of wine when you first open it?" Zhang Tianming retorted.

"It was just a bit of manipulation in the cardboard box and outside the bottle. Qin Lu shook his head and said conclusively, "It's really enough to prove that your wine is fake, it's the sediment!"

"Sediment?"

Everyone was stunned.

"That's right. Qin Lu picked up the wine glass in front of Father Qian, pointed to the tiny particles floating in the wine, and said, "The real Moutai does not have any suspended matter and sediment, it is all taken from the middle line of the wine barrel, and it has been strictly filtered, pure and transparent, without a trace of impurities." But look at what you have in your hands. ”

Everyone picked up their glasses and looked closely.

"There's really a levitation, it's small, it's white. Qian Qian said in surprise.

Zhang Tianming was stunned, looked at the Moutai in his wine glass, and was silent.

"The bottle is real, but the wine inside is just ordinary sorghum wine. Qin Lu shrugged, sat back in his place, and handed the liquor in his hand to Father Qian.

Father Qian took the liquor and said in a daze, "No wonder I felt no different from ordinary liquor when I drank it just now......