Wang Cheng got up and poured wine for the two ladies, and at the same time introduced him with his surname: "Philip Bay. Judini 2004, produced in Argentina, that year the sun in the Mendoza Valley was very good, so the quality of the wine produced, this year happens to be the sales year of this vintage, after this year, the cellaring time of the 2005 vintage is about to arrive, I wonder what the taste of this vintage wine is? ”

Wang Cheng's words are still statements rather than inquiries, and this kind of trained pick-up skill has almost become his instinct. The two ladies were attracted by Wang Cheng's words...... Of course, what attracted them more was Wang Cheng's deep and rich, singer-like voice, as well as the lazy casualness on his body, and the indifference with an aristocratic atmosphere.

Zhang Ping tried hard to learn from Wang Cheng's appearance, took a shallow sip of champagne in the glass, immediately shook his head, and said bluntly: "I can still tell if the wine is good or bad, this wine is good wine, I can feel it, but where is the good?" Let me be specific, I can't say it...... I was a little clumsy, and I thought that this wine was drunk smoothly, not much different from the Lafite just now. I've heard that people who know how to drink it can tell the difference in vintage...... Is there really such a cow? Ah, aren't you one of them? ”

"That's," Wang Cheng replied disdainfully, shaking his champagne, "this statement is purely a novelist's silver - the 2004 Nobel Prize in Medicine was awarded to two people for their discovery of the mechanism of smell perception from molecular biology and genetics." They found that people had the shortest memories of smells relative to external features of objects such as shapes, colors, sizes, etc. Among the five senses of human beings, the memories left by touch, sight, and hearing are the deepest, and the memories left by smell and taste are measured in minutes and seconds.

Of course, the number of human beings is too large, and there are many people who have been repeatedly trained to have special memories of certain tastes, but that is an exception, and there are only single digits of such people in the world. As far as I know, it just so happens that none of them are Asian...... Haha, the next time you meet an Asian who says he can taste the difference between vintages, if he doesn't feel the difference between two bottles of wine, then take a deep breath, take a sip and say two words to him: liar. ”

"It's possible," Mei Wan'er took a big sip of it, shook his body, and said with a slightly hazy look in his eyes: "I have been used to drinking one kind of wine for many years, and I can still feel the difference when I drink other wines—the most subtle difference, which is difficult to describe in words." It's like replacing the things you are used to with a new one, even if they look exactly the same, the feeling in your heart is different. ”

"Haha", Wang Cheng laughed politely: "Feeling, this statement is really poetic?" Here, a toast to the 'feeling'. ”

This is vaguely ironic, Mei Wan'er didn't feel anything, but Zhang Ping, who was nervous, felt it, and she hurriedly interrupted: "I heard that you are a translator, then you two can speak together, Meizi is a Chinese department, a pure young woman, always speaking so poetic, you are proficient in foreign countries, haha, two young people." Unlike me, being an athlete is not a matter of learning physical education, and then going to a dispensable middle school and becoming a dispensable physical education teacher. There is not much left of the cultural level, there is nothing in beauty and temperament, money and power are far away from me, and the only thing to be thankful for is that the figure is not bad...... Thanks for years of physical exercise.

Hey, what kind of sports do you usually enjoy? You're quite fit, so you must have some secrets, let's hear about it? ”

Wang Cheng smiled, and said with confidence: "Where is there any secret, do our business, go out by image, image is a little worse...... Do you see who asks for a translator, will ask for a person who is out of shape and has a tear-jerking appearance? ”

At this moment, Wang Cheng's mother came over with the freshly fried vegetables, and said with a smile: "Son, this is newly cooked, eat it quickly...... Teacher Mei and Teacher Zhang, you talk slowly, Teacher Chang next door has something to look for me, and I will go over and sit down. ”

Wang Cheng knew that his mother wanted to avoid it and leave him a space to talk, but it was not necessary at all, Wang Cheng did not want to get acquainted with these two female teachers, the reason why he sat here and continued to chat with the two female teachers was because his mother would be happy if he did so, and on the other hand, he wanted to find out the reason for the alarm bell ringing in his head - so coincidentally, he met a hometown person at random in Australia, she happened to be a teacher, happened to be at the school where his mother worked, and happened to come to visit the day after he returned?

The conversation has not yet entered the main topic, Wang Cheng is going around in circles to try in many ways, but he is unwilling to let his mother suffer because of this. So Wang Cheng hurriedly stopped: "Mom, there are a few tin cans in the luggage I brought back, which contain some Thai snacks, you can help me get them." ”

The thinking of the elderly is different from that of the young, Wang Cheng wanted to stop his mother, and by the way, he invited his mother to the living room to sit, but Wang Cheng's mother just wanted to leave at this time: "Okay, I'll send two cans to Mr. Chang and another bottle of wine to him...... You talk, Teacher Chang is waiting. ”

Wang Cheng was a little helpless, he felt it, as soon as his mother said that she was leaving, the two female teachers immediately quietly breathed a sigh of relief, this situation meant that they wanted to continue to associate with Wang Cheng and wanted to know more about his life, but the existence of their mother made them unable to let go...... Mother brought a tin can, and then said goodbye with a smile. Wang Cheng opened a tin can, and suddenly a spicy breath rushed to his nose, but the smell was very fragrant, so that the two female teachers couldn't help but look forward to it - what poured out of the tin can was amber jerky, exuding an indescribable fragrance, Wang Cheng poured a small half plate into the plate, and randomly collected a little cold dish in the kitchen, and the three of them sat down on the table again. Zhang Ping seemed eager to try, and Mei Waner looked at ease with what she encountered.

"I've heard that the census results in Thailand are 42 per cent male and 40 per cent female...... But what is it? Zhang Ping asked, pointing to the meat on the plate.

"Curry meat - curry crocodile meat to be exact, concocted like beef jerky, chewing very tasteful, but more spicy, I'm afraid you won't get used to eating it, so I just pour out a little, taste it first, eat it when you're used to it, let's pour it again?"

Mei Waner took a sip of wine and couldn't help asking, "Is this also a famous Thai food?" Why do you want to put it in such a beautiful jar? ”

Wang Cheng held the wine glass, leaned lazily against the back of the sofa, and explained: "Tin has an antiseptic and fresh-keeping effect, haha, this jar was not originally for curry crocodile meat, but I looked at the jar and thought about it for tea in the future, so I bought it...... I bought five jars, and when I looked back, one jar was just enough to hold a pound of crocodile meat, so I used all five jars. The five jars are of different shapes, but they all have a volume of one kilogram. ”

This passage is still a statement, and the plumber training of the pit father made Wang Cheng unconsciously use those familiar skills in his interactions with people - this passage is so long-winded, but in fact, there is a foreshadowing buried in the words, it hooks people's hearts like a small hook, and sure enough, the fish is hooked.

Zhang Ping and Mei Waner blurted out almost at the same time: "Then you must have been to many places, and every place you go to is particularly fond of the ...... of drilling small streets and alleys."

Finding that the two asked the same question, Mei Waner smiled, that very classical graceful smile made Wang Cheng stunned for a moment, and then Mei Waner made a humble move, Zhang Ping continued to lean towards Wang Cheng and asked: "Anyway, I have traveled to Thailand, and I feel that there are a lot of fruits there, and the meals are average, I haven't heard of any special curry crocodile meat...... Oh, I've seen tin cans in Thailand too, but I remember that the most famous ones in Thailand are bronze and gold, and this tin can has a very chic shape, why didn't I think of buying one to go home?

Ah, I regret it, I regret it, I really should have bought one at that time, I couldn't afford the gold, the bronze was too heavy, buy a tin can full of Thai style, cheap and lightweight, and it can also hold some things easily, why didn't I think of it? ”

Mei Waner hurriedly said: "I haven't been to Thailand, but I heard Mr. Zhang say this, and I feel that if I go to Thailand, I'm afraid I will just look at the scenery like Mr. Zhang, taste those endless fruits, listen to the words of the tour guide and buy a bunch of messy things, and probably forget to pay attention to such gadgets......"

Wang Cheng chuckled, the hooking smile on the corner of his mouth made Zhang Ping can't help but think: How do his lips taste?

I only heard Wang Cheng continue: "In fact, many countries sell tin ware as handicrafts, and many countries associate tea with tin ware, such as the Malian people, who like to boil water in tin cans and put in tea; Let it simmer until the cured meat is cooked on the stove at the same time, and then eat the meat and drink the tea at the same time—oh, I remember sending back a Maritin teapot, wait for me, and I'll show you......"

After a while, Wang Cheng came back with a lot of things and showed them to the female teachers one by one: "This is just an Argentine product, Argentines like to make tea from the leaves of the local yerba mate tree, which is both refreshing and helpful - this yerba mate is what we often call 'ghost herbal tea'." They like to put yerba mate in a palm-sized tin pot, or a silver kettle, and these two are yerba mate teapots, tin and silver. These two pots were sent to my wife from South America two years ago, how are they, are they beautiful? ”

"You have really changed a lot of places", Zhang Ping said with emotion: "To be honest, I envy you, is it true that all the translators travel around with foreigners all day long, and they still let foreigners pay for it?" ”

Wang Cheng had been paying attention to Mei Wan'er when he was talking just now, and found that Mei Wan'er had been listening to the conversation with a calm and joyless demeanor. When he spoke of Argentina, Meiwaner's eyes were still calm and unwavering, and her pupils did not change in any way, indicating that she had no special feelings for the name Argentina.

Only when Zhang Ping said that the job of translation is to accompany people to travel around, Mei Waner's pupils shrank, and he interjected: "This kind of translation probably belongs to that kind of professional translation, right?" Very advanced kind? One of my sisters has also worked as a translator, she is the kind of 'ground accompaniment' who accompanies the tour group around, waiting for the group to pick up the group at a fixed time, and constantly introducing the attractions, and her voice is often hoarse, not free at all. ”

Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that Ji Xiao didn't inform his friends of the news of Wang Cheng's return at all - if they were still friends.

(To be continued)