The competition is divided into three days, and the first two days are free tasting of the wines of the public judges and special judges such as Wang Yongle. The public judges have three votes and the guest judges have five votes, and they will vote for the wineries they admire.

Two days later, the second and third grade wineries with the highest number of votes will have the right to enter the main castle and participate in the final selection and compete with the giant first class wineries.

So in the first two days, those first-class wineries will not participate in the competition at all, but will only watch the performance of these lower-level wineries on the sidelines, just like the gods in Greek mythology are attached to the world, and their status is high.

The most difficult thing is foreign brands and third-level wineries such as Luochuan Manor.

The organizing committee is not in the mood to arrange booth positions for them, and whoever can grab a good position outside the fort is equivalent to seizing the opportunity.

Fortunately, old Sean was very experienced, and he came to occupy a place half a month in advance, just like the flea market in the early days of the Huaxia Kingdom, he used more than a dozen large stones to occupy a place, and each stone was written with the words "Luochuan Manor" in French and English.

"The booth was set up so quickly?"

Fang Luo was a little surprised. Just now, the workers were still moving stones, and now there is a 20-square-meter exhibition area already on display?

Dozens of wine glasses have been opened on the long wine table covered with velvet tablecloths, and the workers of the winery are now acting as bartenders, waiting for the public judges to come and taste them for free.

Old Sean is now filling the scene with some ordinary third-level wine, although these new wines are all selected by him, but they are only the quality of "third-level strong", relying on them can't control the scene, no wonder he is in a hurry.

"Fang, take out the baby quickly, the game will start in another hour, I'm afraid it won't work with these wines......"

Looking at some of the dishes they prepared by He Wenxiu, old Sean was about to cry. What kind of stuff is this, I've never seen it!

That's the Chinese "lotus" musk deer, just like this whole root on the table?

What's that, English cabbage?

How does it look like it's raw?

No steak, no salad, what's going on?

Now he was counting on Fang Luo to take out the carefully improved Traces of the Heavens, but he really couldn't take out the second-grade wine that David and the others had improved with magical tools......

Seeing Fang Luo's appearance of an old god, Old Sean was really anxious and wanted to jump to his feet.

"There's no rush. Isn't this the first day? I still need to sit in the cask for twenty hours, and I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

Zhou Yi snorted Ha Wen, a little excited. It's not that he's pretending, it's that he feels like this kind of game......

It's really not that hard!

When the race officially begins, this beautiful old castle is enveloped in the aroma of wine.

Even the water of the Loire seems to be frozen by the aroma of wine, and from time to time fish jump out of the water, swaying in the air for a while, and then "plop" and fall back to the water, like a drunk who has drunk too much.

At nine o'clock in the morning, hundreds of public judges came down the river by boat, jumped ashore one by one, and walked to the exhibition halls in groups. Although these guys were thinking that they would go straight to the castle and taste the wines of the second-class wineries, according to the schedule, they had to taste the wines of the third-class wineries outside the castle in the morning two days before the competition, which made some of them frown, feeling that such a rule was too inhumane.

They are all insiders or half-insiders. Some are low-level winemakers, some are bartenders in bars or restaurants, and some are colleagues from Amirry, all of whom are editors and reporters in charge of the food section, and there are even the most famous drunks, such as Monsieur Donde, who once failed his business because of alcoholism, this guy with one-fifth Chinese blood was once a billionaire, and because of his addiction to alcohol, he finally became the top bartender of the Royal Restaurant in Paris, that is, a figure like "Doctor of Wine" in the Chinese population, and became a colleague of Master Louis......

Tang De felt that it was quite hard to be a public judge, obviously because he had seen too much good wine.

But according to the competition system, we have to taste the garbage stuff made by the third-level winery first......

He was even a little worried that doing so would reduce his professionalism, especially because he had a good taste, and he had to taste at least one glass of wine at every stand......

You are not limited to an angel? Lao Tzu will vomit if he drinks more than one sip!

But if you don't do it, the judge's qualification will be cancelled, and Tang Deke is reluctant to give up this opportunity.

Now he is not a billionaire. If you want to drink those top wines, you can only rely on this judge. It's really hard, the masters of the organizing committee. I wish you all the best in your life to drink only the lowest "daily table wine"!

Tang De thought that this was the most vicious curse, ten thousand times more vicious than the old witch's "spindle curse". After issuing the curse, he felt much more comfortable. So I wandered in front of the booth of a foreign brand.

Oh, is it a square word, a Huaxia brand?

Don De felt a little better in his heart. As a veteran alcoholic and a French with one-fifth Chinese ancestry, he naturally has some understanding of Chinese baijiu, and feels that although it is not as good as the top French red wine, it has a unique flavor.

At least it's much more reliable than the junk of those third-tier wineries.

Tasting the liquor handed by a Chinese girl, Tang De nodded, the brand of this wine is called "Lanling".

Not bad, the taste is very pure, and it didn't disappoint him, but unfortunately it wasn't enough to impress him and let him vote preciously.

After leaving the booth in Huaxia. Tang De walked to the island country's booth again, but only took a sip and vomited.

Sake?

This is Shimizu!

Nima's little devil is just not kind, and he just cheats money with wine mixed with water, but he still dares to come to participate in the competition?

You don't need to drink the wine on the stick side, and it is estimated that it is all the way to the islanders......

There is no shortage of veteran drunkards who are as disappointed as Donde. These fussy guys walked around the booth at Luochuan Manor, but few of them were willing to stop and taste it.

It's no wonder, as long as they look at the color of the wine and smell it casually, they know that old Sean is just some third-class regional table wine, like this kind of goods, it's almost the same as rinsing his mouth, as for drinking, then hehe......

Tang De and they are very envious of those specially invited judges, people can taste as they like, without any rules, unlike their own bitter force, even if they don't taste it today, they will have to deal with these inferior wines tomorrow.

Forget it, let's put the nightmare to the end, and tomorrow frown and drink two sips of the ball!

Compared with some old third-level strong wineries and wines from Huaxia, island countries, and stick countries, the wine of Idler's Manor is really a little unacceptable, but what makes old Sean most angry is He Wenxiu and Tong Zhao's inaction.

There are still some decent delicacies in other houses, and with wine that is not too bad, luck can still fool a few votes, but these two guys have made some messy white lotus root vegetables, which is a lack of sincerity at first glance, not to mention adding points to the manor, it is good if you don't subtract points!

"Fang, what are you thinking......

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