The configuration of this wedding scene can be described as luxurious.

Although the wedding banquet was actually held in a cathedral, the groom, Mr. Takasugi, was able to move almost the cafeteria of a five-star hotel to the scene.

Next to this "restaurant", there is also a small bar with a full range of drinks and attentive service.

The rows of wine cabinets against the wall display a myriad of fine wines, which are lined up behind the transparent glass, each bottle lit softly and brilliantly.

Belmode took Lin Xinyi's arm and walked to the bar, looking thoughtfully at the wall full of wine.

Behind the bar, a waiter in a formal dress greeted him with a respectful expression: "Beautiful young lady, what can I do for you?" ”

"Thank you." Belmode gently took off her top hat and smiled a touching smile: "However, we need a little personal space, is that okay?" ”

Although this is actually to drive people away, under her elegant and gentle tone, it does not sound offensive in the slightest.

"As you wish." The waiter nodded slightly, and then took the initiative to leave the bar, leaving room for Belmode and Lin Xinyi to be alone.

"Sit down."

Belmode gently squeezed Lin Shinichi's shoulder and invited him to sit down at the bar.

She herself walked around the back of the bar and stood in front of the wall of wine, playing the role of bartender.

"So..."

Belmode leaned forward on the bar, supported her chin with one hand, and brought her beautiful face closer to Lin Xinyi.

She looked at Lin Xinyi quietly for a while before she smiled and asked:

"My boy, what do you want to drink?"

Lin Xinyi: "......"

Looking at the dazzling array of wines on the wall, he now felt like he was sitting in the final exam room where he had skipped classes all year and had not yet reviewed, and he couldn't answer a word.

What kind of alcohol to drink? I don't know...

I don't know any of these bottles of wine in foreign languages!

Lin Xinyi had a headache.

He originally thought that such a thing as a code name should be the organization, or Belmode, and take one for him.

But I didn't expect that after Belmode came, he still let him choose.

He couldn't even pronounce the names of those foreign wines, and he couldn't recognize them, so how should he choose?

Can't you use domestic sake?

It's okay to listen to the dirt... Anyway, as long as foreigners see Chinese characters, no matter what is written on them, they will feel high.

And the code names are all in English, and when the Chinese translation comes back from English to English, he himself can listen to it very forcedly:

For example, a snowflake can be called "snow"

Bullpen Hill can be called "Boose Mountain"

Sweet potato roast can be called "sweet potato"

......

Lin Xinyi was there silent, thinking nonsense.

Belmode, on the other hand, shook his head helplessly:

"You're still the same as before, you don't know anything about alcohol."

"As a mature man, that's not going to work."

"I really can't pick it." Lin Xinyi took the opportunity to unload the burden: "Teacher, you should help me choose." ”

"Hmm..."Belmode thought for a moment, but didn't just let Lin Xinyi go.

"It's okay if you don't understand." As if she had some kind of fun, she smiled and gave a suggestion: "Just follow your instincts!" ”

"That seems to be a lot of fun—"

"Of all the bottles of wine, by your own instinct, which one would you choose first?"

"I..." Lin Xinyi hesitated.

He looked at the wall full of wine, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought:

Take your pick... What to choose?

Lin Xinyi's gaze wandered in the wine cabinet, and his eyes were almost dazzled by the English written in artistic font on the bottle of foreign wine.

Anyway, I don't know all of them, so just pick one.

That's what he was thinking...

Suddenly, in the midst of this confusing string of English, Lin Xinyi found one, the only brand he could recognize.

Not only is it recognizable, but it's also very eye-catching.

The name is heavily imprinted on the bottle, and the font is so clear that it is not pretentious at all:

“Trump？？”

Lin Xinyi was a little stunned:

That comrade still makes wine?

Is this also a wine name? Can it be used as a code name?

And this codename... It's too suitable for an undercover agent.

Lin Xinyi suddenly had a strange feeling:

If he can get the code name "Trump", sooner or later the organization will be brought down from within.

"Huh?"

Belmode couldn't help but raise his brow slightly.

She followed Lin Xinyi's gaze and saw the bottle of wine that was placed in the corner of the wine cabinet and seemed to be very unpopular:

"What you fancied... Is this it? ”

Belmode took the bottle of "Trump" out of the wine.

Looking at the label of this bottle of wine a little, she showed some disgust:

"It seems that you really don't understand..."

"I chose such a tasteless thing."

Belmode shook his head helplessly, and casually put the bottle on the bar, seemingly not even interested in opening the bottle and tasting it:

"It's just a third-rate wine brand made by a New York real estate developer."

"The bottle of Meritage you picked is nothing more than an ordinary Bordeaux blend from the Michina region in terms of flavor and quality."

"This kind of wine is as unsubstantiated as his pompous rich second-generation boss."

"Only the red-necked nouveau riche of the South would drink this wine at banquets."

As she spoke, she also made a slight reminiscence:

"Speaking of which, I've met Mr. Real Estate Developer at a cocktail party before."

"This guy has mediocre abilities but is very good at bragging, but he doesn't look like a guy who has the ability to breed good wine."

"Uh..."Lin Xinyi couldn't help but be a little shocked:

This Belmode teacher can still talk and laugh with that rich man?

It seems that her identity on the surface is not simple... At least, it has been integrated into the circle of the upper class people in the United States.

It's a pity that this teacher Bei has no knowledge of people after all.

Now the laughing man is vulgar and mediocre, but he doesn't know that many years later, even the director of the CIA is just a dog who pat him on the back.

"So..."Lin Xinyi asked tentatively, "Can I call the code name 'Trump'?" ”

"You want to be called Trump?"

Belmode was slightly stunned, and then laughed out loud:

"Haha... Looks like I should really teach you some basic knowledge of drinking, otherwise you'll make such a low-level joke. ”

"The organization is coded for the variety of the wine, not for the brand of the wine."

"Trump is just the brand name of this bottle of dry red wine, and it can't be used for a contemporary name."

As she spoke, she also pointed to the label on the wine bottle, and gave Lin Xinyi a popular science with great interest:

"If you want to use this bottle as a codename, you should use 'Meritage'."

"Meritage is a grape variety endemic to California's Napa Valley."

"And unlike most wine nouns from France, it's a word coined by American Heritage, which means 'American heritage.'"

"What, do you want to use that name as a codename?"

"Uh... Never mind. Lin Xinyi shook his head.

He is already the successor and does not want to be the inheritance of other families.

"Alright then," Belmode casually set the bottle of Trump aside.

Obviously, she has no interest in this bottle of third-rate wine created by a rich second-generation real estate developer.

And after Lin Xinyi's own random name failed, Belmode finally gave up the idea of letting him choose his own code name:

"You know so little about wine, and you're out of luck."

"Even if you pick a random wine, the taste is so bad."

"In that case, let's let the teacher and I give you a name!"

Belmode said this, and turned to look at the wall of wine.

She seems to attach great importance to the matter of choosing a name for Lin Xinyi.

Not only did he make the scene of choosing the name of the wine very ceremoniously, but he also fell into contemplation on the bottle of wine very seriously at the moment.

And in the end, in Lin Xinyi's careless waiting, Belmode's eyes lit up and chose a bottle of wine.

She slowly stepped forward to take the bottle out.

Under the care of the soft light, Lin Xinyi could see the clear and shiny green liquor in the transparent wine bottle.

"This is..."

Lin Xinyi struggled to recognize the label on the bottle, but found that he had a hard time pronouncing it correctly.

“Chartreuse.”

Belmode pronounced the name of the wine in French.

"Chartrer?" Lin Xinyi mentally converted into a transliteration of his native language.

"Hmm." Belmode opened the bottle, brought another glass, and poured some green clear liquor into it.

The aroma of wine slowly overflowed, and with it, there was a strong smell of herbs.

Lin Xinyi picked it up with interest and took a sip gently.

"How?" Belmode asked, expectantly.

"......" Lin Xin was silent for a while, and replied honestly: "It's not delicious." ”

Of course it doesn't taste good... The bottle is labeled with an alcohol content of 55%.

For someone like him, who doesn't drink alcohol at all, this kind of strong liquor immediately makes people feel spicy in the throat as soon as they are in their mouths.

Coupled with the strong herbal flavor in this Chartreer, it is a bit difficult for a first-time person like him to accept.

"I really don't know how to appreciate it..."

Belmode took the glass from Lin Xinyi's hand and drank the rest of the wine.

The spicy liquor that was extremely spicy to Lin Xinyi looked sweet and stimulating in her mouth, so she gently pursed her lips after drinking, as if she was quietly aftertaste:

"This is a liqueur invented by the friars of the Chartreuse in France, made with 130 herbs, and it is very distinctive."

While explaining the origin of this wine, Belmode prepared a way for Lin Xinyi to taste Charlert wine:

I saw her take out a sugar cube and put it in an empty cup.

Then pour out a wisp of green Chartreux and slowly drench the sugar cube.

"It is said that a traveler who was crossing the Alps fell next to a monastery on the mountain because of exhaustion."

"The monks of the monastery gave him a sugar cube moistened with green chatter, which gave him the courage and strength to keep going."

"It's an interesting story... Isn't it? ”

As she spoke, Belmode stretched out her slender white fingers, gently pinched the sugar cube soaked in Green Chat, and generously brought it to Lin Xinyi's mouth.

It's like a big sister who feeds her brother candy.

But Lin Xinyi didn't appreciate it.

He looked away with some resistance before reaching out and taking the candy cube from Belmode's hand.

When you put it in your mouth, the herbaceous flavor of the wine and the sugar cube are combined to make it taste extraordinary.

"Doesn't it taste good?"

Belmode looked at Lin Xinyi with satisfaction, who was eating sugar cubes.

Like a monk who brought wine and sugar to a traveler, her eyes were full of love.

"Chartrer."

Looking at it, Belmode suddenly called out Lin Xinyi's new name.

And at this time, the elusive witch in front of her turned to say slowly in a deep and complicated tone:

"There's also an interesting allusion to your name."

"In 1605, Fran?ois Hannibal d'Estrées, the artillery marshal of King Henry IV of France, gave a mysterious alchemical recipe to the Galcito Monastery outside Paris."

"The manuscript was given to the abbey of Chartreux, near Grenoble, according to religious ranks."

"Since then, the monks have used this manuscript to make botanical wines."

Belmode paused slightly, and sighed in a low voice:

"And that alchemy recipe is said to be a prescription for an elixir."

"The monks have spent generations studying and improving the alchemical manuscript of immortality."

"In the end, no elixir was developed, but Chartaler was made."

She held up the bottle of Chartrer, also known as the "wine of immortality", and looked at the clear green wine with deep eyes:

"Immortality..."

"Oh, that's ridiculous."