The waiter had no choice but to go back and prepare again.

Soon, according to the manager's instructions, he took the silver plate and sent two bottles of "Treasure of the Town Store" into the box.

"Hello, gentlemen, the wine you asked for has arrived." The waiter is highly trained and polite.

After getting the wine, Fang Hao felt very strange.

Hey, weird, why isn't this a Martell Baume & Mercier?

Because Martell Baume & Mercier has already drunk it himself, he knows very well what the outer packaging of the bottle looks like.

However, the bottle of wine in my hand now has very strange letters written on it, not in English, but in French......

But even if you don't understand it, it doesn't matter, whatever, drink, anyway, Sun Xiaohu has already arranged with the foreman, it's definitely no problem!

Sun Xiaohu is his good brother, Fang Hao still believes in him very much.

"Come, Brother Jiang, let's have one bottle each, if we don't get drunk today, we won't return!" Fang Hao opened the wine and poured a glass with a smile.

Although Jiang Feng knew that this was a pit, and the other party clearly wanted to play with himself, he was not afraid at all, after all, he knew the manager of this restaurant, and I was also the life-saving benefactor of the son of the big boss of their restaurant group, so he was very confident.

So, Jiang Feng also poured a cup and drank it.

When he drank it in his mouth, Jiang Feng had never drunk wine, but he felt very bitter, as unpleasant as horse urine, although it was occasionally sweet, but more sour and bitter.

But Fang Hao is different, he is a rich second generation, he usually sings and follows his father, or goes out to dinner with his brothers and friends, has seen a lot of the world, and has drunk a lot of good wine.

But today's bottle of wine, when you drink it in your mouth, the feeling is unique.

The taste, the mellowness, the stimulation of the taste buds...... It's better than all the alcohol I've ever drunk!

Even he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Is this wine really fake?" Poured out for hundreds of dollars, is it so delicious? ”

He began to get suspicious.

"What's wrong with you, rat, why do you feel weird?" Sun Xiaohu saw that something was wrong with Fang Hao, so he also came up and asked in the name of toasting Jiang Feng.

Fang Hao lowered his voice, pointed to the bottle of wine on the table, and said in a low voice: "Xiaohu, why do I feel a little wrong, is this wine really something you asked someone to pour it?" How did I get the feeling of being a pure brew for decades? ”

Sun Xiaohu's eyes showed incredulity,