Pushing Sophia, who was in a wheelchair, into the wine cellar, the oak barrels lined up on both sides of the passage made Chloe scream with excitement, and Sophia, who had never seen what the wine cellar looked like, couldn't help but cover her mouth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The winery has a total of four large cellars, a small cellar for storing treasures, and because it was not able to make wine in 92, the current inventory of the winery is less than 300,000 bottles of genuine Igan noble rot wine......"

Count Alexander, who had a straight face, closed his mouth after a brief introduction to the situation, which made Sophia, who sensed that his mood was wrong, couldn't help but look at Fu Zhengyi and ask, what was going on with him?

Fu Zhengyi shook his head slightly, and asked Alexander to take him to the small wine cellar where the treasures were hidden.

"Mr. Fu, the treasure cellar can only be opened when needed. If it's just a visit, my advice is to give up. Wine cellars in the cellar require a stable storage environment, and every time the cellar is opened, the value of the wine cellar decreases......"

"What vintages are in the cellar so far?"

"The oldest are the two bottles made in 1751, but it's hard to say if they can still be tasted. However, all three bottles were in good condition in 1787 and 1811, and a full case is still in stock. From 1860 to the present, there should be four sets, but since the beginning of the 19th century, there have been nine vintages that have not been made, the most recent being 1992, which was a disaster......

Referring to the wines in the winery, Count Alexander began to introduce endlessly, his pride, his pride, his pride was simply overflowing, it seemed that as long as everything related to Igan noble rot, he was very willing to introduce, which made Fu Zhengyi listen carefully and realize that this count, who seemed to be extremely difficult, had become an instinct in his life to love the winery and Igan noble rot.

Sophia, who listened attentively, waited for Count Alexander to give a detailed introduction to the situation, then shook Fu Zhengyi's hand and said with a smile. "Yi, since the earl has said so, then don't go and see the wine in the treasure cellar, right?"

"Don't you remember what I promised you?"

"Huh?

"I told you that if you want to, even if you want to swim in a pool full of Igan's noble rot, I'll grant you!"

Where did Sophia remember the joke before? "Righteousness, such a precious wine poured into the pool for me to swim in? Are you kidding?"

"I'm not kidding you! if you really want to, then I'll ask someone to prepare it for you right away!"

"Righteousness, don't do this, okay? You always make me want to cry......"

"Mommy doesn't cry, Mommy doesn't cry!" Chloe ran from the other end of the passage formed by the barrel, shouting that she crossed her waist with one hand and put on a 'fierce' look and pointed at Fu Zhengdao. "Papa! Don't bully Mommy! or I'm welcome......"

Sophia covered her mouth and laughed, and Fu Zhengyi squatted down and asked. "What can you do?"

Chloe froze, put her fingers in her mouth and looked embarrassed, but finally turned her face to Sophia for help. "Mommy, how do I answer?"

"Oh, my baby, you're so cute, so cute, Mommy loves you......"

Sophia couldn't help but hold Chloe in her arms, kissing and kissing, which provoked Chloe to resist and soon ran away.

Seeing that Sophia looked helplessly, Fu Zhengyi smiled and said. "Now, it's up to you anyway, if you want to drink it, then let's open a bottle and try it, and if you want to swim in a pool full of Igan, there's no problem!"

Seeing that he was still talking serious nonsense, Sophia couldn't help but smile. "Righteousness! No kidding! Wine is for drinking!"

"Which vintage would you like to try?"

"I've only drunk it once, I don't know which vintage is delicious......

Fu Zhengyi saw that the face of Count Alexander, who was standing on the side, was already as black as the bottom of the pot, so he shrugged his shoulders and said. "It seems that the question can only be left to Count Alexander, who must know which vintage is the best!"

The scene of warm interaction before the family of three, although it made the Count of Alexander feel a little better, it can be seen that Fu Zhengyi began to discuss the matter of pouring Igan wine into the pool and swimming for the woman, and his lungs were about to explode, and when he saw that he still remembered that he was standing next to him, he snorted coldly before speaking. "If you keep it properly, the older it is, the better it will be and the better it will be, and my grandfather once tasted a bottle of 300 years old and he thought it was the best sweet white wine in the world. So the best wine in the estate at the moment must be the one made in 1751, but if it were to be sent to auction, it would definitely break the current record for a sweet white wine at auction......"

Sophia was piqued with curiosity. "Record-breaking?Count Alexander, how much do you think the 1751 vintage will fetch for you?"

"At least 150,000 francs!"

Sophia exclaimed. "Wow, so expensive?"

Alexander said proudly. "If it's less than that, I'd rather keep that bottle in the cellar!"

Sophia sensed the deep dissatisfaction of Count Alexander, and she was a little strange and couldn't help but turn her gaze to Fu Zhengyi.

After patting her on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, Fu Zhengyi said to Count Alexander. "Take us to the small wine cellar and take out this bottle of wine!"

"Mr. Fu, I need to remind you that every bottle of wine in the cellar is recorded, and it is naturally no problem for you to drink it, but the expenses involved will be entered into the winery's accounts, and it will be settled once a quarter......"

Fu Zhengyi smiled. "You think I can't afford it?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that," said Count Alexander, shaking his head, and continued with a straight face. "I'm just kindly reminding you that all the wines in the small cellar are fine, and even according to the internal financial calculations of the winery, you will have to pay at least 120,000 francs for the bottle of 1751 to ......"

"Excuse me, do you drink yourself?"

Alexander was a little confused. "I'm the manager here, and I have to know the maturity of any vintage of Igan, and a good bottle of Igan needs fifteen or even twenty years of storage before it can be sold on the market. Tasting the quality of the Igan is my job as a steward......"

"Don't worry, I'll pay for it no matter how much it is! Take us to the bar to pick up ...... now."

Seeing that Fu Zhengyi just smiled and raised his hand, Count Alexander, who was already ready to face doubts and anger, felt as if he had smashed his fist into the air, extremely depressed......