When the wine arrived, the attendant used a flamespray gun to burn a ring red, and then put it on the bottle with a blurred label that looked like it was full of vicissitudes.

Under the effect of the thermal expansion and contraction of the red iron ring, the half of the neck with the cork was detached from the bottle, and it was removed with a slight break.

"Mr. Liu Mang, if one day, you go to another restaurant, and the attendants open you a bottle of red wine that is more than 50 years old using the usual corkage method, then you have to be careful, because it is likely to be fake. Watching the attendant pour the wine into the glassware for proofing, Barsad nodded with satisfaction and said.

"Is there anything special about this?" everyone doesn't often drink red wine, especially this kind of wine that has a lot of age and antiques, of course they are curious.

"The reason is simple, although the wine stored in the bottle does not spoil easily, the cork has already absorbed the moisture in the air and broken into slag after the baptism of time. If you use a corkscrew to open the bottle at this time, it will not only be difficult to remove the cork, but it will also allow debris to fall into the wine, affecting the taste of the wine. Bassard explained.

"I was taught, and this is indeed the truth. Liu Mang thought about it for a while, and then understood.

"I watched those TV movies, and I always had a bottle of red wine that was many years old, and it turned out that even the way to open the bottle was wrong. Shan Jian sighed.

"Of course, good wine is rare, and even fewer people understand it. Basad took a few tall wine glasses from the waiter's cart and put them in front of everyone: "Also, the older the wine, the more sour the taste, you can't drink it directly from the bottle, you have to wake it up in an open vessel, and you have to use ice cubes to lower the temperature of the wine, so that its mellow will slowly come out in the mouth." ”

"Look, you have something you don't know, I have something I don't know. There is no genius in the world, only understanding and not understanding. Liu Mang said with a smile.

"If you drink more, you will understand. At the end of the day, I'm an alcoholic. Bassard squeezed his eyes mischievously.

His words caused a burst of laughter. After waiting for about twenty minutes, the attendant put the decanted wine into a wooden barrel filled with ice cubes along with the utensils, and made it on the ice.

"Everyone, try this cup of greeting from more than 100 years ago. When the attendant poured the wine, Barsad raised his glass.

After touching it, Liu Mang took a sip gently, and the scarlet wine slid across his throat, with a hint of coolness. Even after proofing and freezing with ice, the acidity of this wine is higher than that of ordinary red wine, and the base of the tongue cannot help but leach a lot of saliva.

At first, it was a little sour and a little astringent, but after this sourness, the taste buds on the tip of the tongue were opened, and an indescribable fruity aroma came one after another.

Liu Mang felt like he was walking through an orchard with a drizzle, the fragrance of the earth and the fragrance of plants wafting through his nose......

Basad had actually been secretly observing Liu Mang, and when he saw the happy expression on Liu Mang's face that emanated from the bottom of his heart, he breathed a long sigh of relief. I feel that this bottle of treasure is not wasted, but I have really met someone who understands it.

A good horse with a good saddle, a good wine meets a bosom friend - red wines that are more than 50 years old have a sour taste, which is unavoidable. If you don't understand wine and don't have a keen sense of taste, you will only be confused by this sourness, and you won't be able to appreciate the mellowness of old wine and the sweetness after the aftertaste.

After eating, Bassard sent everyone downstairs, and talked for a long time in front of the car, before he reluctantly said goodbye, and provoked the other staff in the restaurant to discuss.

The next day, everyone got up early, because today was the day they went to the Chef Contest to register.

In fact, Lin Xiao has already filled in the information on the Internet and successfully received the official invitation from the organizer. But this World Chef Contest is really strict, and you have to go through personal identity verification and admission nameplates.

"Chef, make no mistake, this is the venue for the Chef God Competition?" When Shan Jian got out of the car, he looked at a quaint building with tall towers in front of him, and his eyes widened: "I seem to have seen this building on TV before, it should be ...... It should be called ......"

"It's called the Élysée Palace. Seeing that Shan Jian was stunned for a while, Lin Xiao took over the conversation: "Like the White House in the United States, Buckingham Palace in the United Kingdom, and the Kremlin in Russia, it is the presidential palace of the French Republic and the symbol of the highest power in France. ”

"Isn't it, the French government actually let the presidential palace hold a chef competition?" He Donglin felt a little incredible.

"Lao He, the organizer of the Chef Contest was originally the French government. Besides, it just gave up a small annex building, and it didn't affect anything. Moreover, chefs have a high status in France, and are known as "engineers of gastronomy" and "performers of the art of fire". Like us, we have been taught since ancient times that a gentleman is far from cooking. ”

"I was thinking about what attractions on the Champs-Édéamps Boulevard were close to last night, but I didn't expect to be able to cook at the presidential palace in the future?"

"Relax, single big beauty. Lin Xiao snorted: "It's not impossible to follow Lao Liu, today at the Elysee Palace, tomorrow to the White House, and Diaoyutai." ”

"I didn't go to the White House last time, and I don't feel much regret. Liu Mang smacked his mouth and interjected.

"I know you have rejected the president of the United States, but please don't keep showing off, okay?" Lin Xiao couldn't help but glance at Liu Mang.

"Ah, is there one?" Liu Mang obviously didn't realize that someone had a little sour feeling in his heart, so he added without hurrying: "I'll just tell the truth." ”

"Yes, invisible pretending is the deadliest. Lin Xiao shrugged helplessly and led everyone inside.

Bypassing the tall building, the group came to a building in the back.

"Hey, there's a lot of people coming. Lin Xiao looked at the crowd in the hall in front of him and looked at it carefully: "It seems that there are still many old acquaintances." ”

"Who?"

"Don't you know that? Lin Xiao held back a smile and pointed to a blonde man who was arguing with the staff on the side of the hall and said.

"Dog!" Liu Mang couldn't help but wonder: "Is he here too?"

"Joke, although he can't make Lanzhou ramen, he claims to be the most valuable chef, the producer of "Hell's Kitchen", and the owner of three Michelins. Without him, this chef competition will be a lot less fun, and I'm really looking forward to seeing him scare people. ”

"Who is the dog?" asked Shan Jian and He Donglin.

"Gordon Ramsay, the British god of cooking. He has high cooking skills, but he has a bad temper, and he explodes foul language in the show at every turn, and his name happens to be homophonic, so he is named Goudan by our domestic audience. Liu Mang replied with a smile.

"And what's going on with Lanzhou ramen?"

"You don't know, the last time I went to the United States, this dogmate came to our venue, and was ...... by Lao Liu" Lin Xiao laughed while explaining what happened at that time.

"Shall we go up and say hello?" Liu Mang asked after everyone finished laughing.

"You should be half a master of him, of course you have to go and say hello. ”