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Little Chloe rolled and giggled on the bear's skin on the hardwood floor, and deliberately put her arm in the bear's mouth and screamed at Sophia in horror, claiming that her arm had been eaten by the bad bear.

On the wall of the decanter, you can clearly see the trajectory of the liquor slipping, and the golden liquor really has a golden luster under the reflection of the crystal lamp and the fire, which makes Fu Zhengyi surprised but also a little regretful, because even if it is the Igan noble rot produced in 1751, he still feels that it is not as mellow as Moutai, nor is it as good as the vodka ganwei made in Yana's hometown.

But Count Alexander, who sat across from him, obviously did not agree with him, for he had been holding his glass in the same position for ten minutes in the direction of the fireplace, simply because he had already been fascinated by the slightly viscous and richly fragrant wine in the glass, and he was so enchanted by it that he finally let out a groan. "It's incredible, it's incredible! No wonder my grandfather claimed that Igan, which is more than 300 years old, was made by God, and I tasted a well-defined four-layer aroma, and that such a vintage could outperform any other sweet white ...... in the world without a hint of new wine."

Fu Zhengyi turned to Batisian, who was even more appreciative than Delphine. "Is this wine really that good?"

"Don't doubt it! With my more than forty years of experience in tasting, this is a bottle of wine that cannot be described in words, but fortunately I can't afford it in terms of my salary, otherwise I would have gone bankrupt because of my love for it!"

Batisian's words caused Count Alexander to stand up solemnly and salute him with one hand on his chest. "Thank you! Thank you, on behalf of Digin, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you!"

Fu Zhengyi wanted to say a few words, but it can be seen that Sophia also put on a 'I look down on you', so he had to lift the decanter and fill her empty wine glass, and when he saw that there was still some left, he poured it all into the wine glass that Count Alexander put on the table.

Looking at the wine glass blankly, Count Alexander's expression was as if he was about to cry, his lips trembled, and finally he couldn't hold back. "Mr. Fu, you can't fill the wine glass like this, this is not mineral water, how can you pour wine like this?"

Fu Zhengyi shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "It's just a bottle of wine, although it's expensive and rare, but for me, it's far less delicious than our country's Moutai!"

"Oh my God, a man who knows nothing about Igan and even less about red wine becomes the owner of Château Digin, which is a sorrow for France and a shame for the whole nation......"

Count Alexander suddenly began to sigh with a desperate face, and then screamed sadly, which made Fu Zhengyi shake his head, seeing that little Chloe seemed to be frightened by Count Alexander, and was biting his fingers with a blank face, he picked her up and let her sit on his lap, picked up a silver spoon and scooped a little Igan wine from his wine glass, and asked her with a smile if she wanted to taste it?

Sophia burst into tears. "She's still a child!"

Chloe immediately covered her mouth with her hands, but her eyes were fixed on the golden Egan in the silver spoon, looking hesitant and expectant.

Seeing Sophia staring nervously at the silver spoon in her hand, Fu Zhengyi said helplessly. "That's it, it should be fine, right?"

Batisian laughed. "Sophia, don't be so nervous! That's fine! You've drunk it when you're so old!"

Sophia was stunned. "What? I drank it when I was so old? Who gave it to me? As a father, are you too irresponsible?"

"It's similar to today, when I was dining with your mother in a restaurant in Bavaria, and the manager of the restaurant, a kind old lady, apologized for making a mistake in the menu, so she sent two glasses of Lafite to apologize, and I was just an ordinary staff member at the consulate at the time, so I asked your mother to try it too, and it turned out to be ......."

Sophia saw that he had raised his glass and seemed not going to say any more, but she couldn't help laughing.

Batisian naturally did it on purpose, and when he saw that little Chloe finally couldn't help but be curious, he reached out and stuffed the silver spoon into his mouth, but pointed to Chloe, who immediately turned bitter. "Sophia, the result was similar to her, and you couldn't help but be curious, so you took the initiative to drink a tablespoon!"

Sophia turned her head suddenly, and saw that little Chloe was fanning the wind with her hand on her lips, with a bitter look on her face, and couldn't help but stare at Fu Zhengdao. "Righteousness, why don't you stop her? Look at how uncomfortable she is......

Without waiting for Fu Zhengyi to answer, Chloe suddenly shouted excitedly. "Papa! still drinks, still drinks......"

Except for Sophia's mother and daughter, everyone in the room burst out laughing, especially Count Alexander's laughter.

After giving her a taste with a silver spoon, Fu Zhengyi had no choice but to put Chloe on the bear skin of a polar bear under Sophia's murderous gaze.

After tasting the taste, Chloe would not give up, holding Sophia's arm and begging. "Mommy, Mommy, I still want to drink, I still want to drink......"

Drinking the wine from the glass in her hand, Sophia turned it over to show her, and Chloe's mouth flattened, and without hesitation, she sat down on the bearskin and began to cry loudly.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Count Alexander invited Fu Zhengyi to the next room and asked him about his attitude towards the future development of Digin Winery.

"I don't know much about noble rot, but I don't have any disrespectful thoughts about what you call the 'tradition' of Digin. Since Dijin noble rot wine is getting as old as possible, my request is that Dijin Winery needs to expand its cellar immediately and further increase the number of wines stored each year while maintaining the original quality!"

Count Alexander was stunned, and after a while, he was very embarrassed to say that the winery's funds were still tight, let alone further increasing the number of cellars, and it was a little difficult to maintain the current financial health!

"Difficult? Doesn't a bottle of Igan noble rot sell for a hundred francs?

Seeing that he didn't seem to be mocking, Count Alexander sighed. "Mr. Fu, it's hard to say......"