"Your Highness, this is the ...... of Concubine Chi at the winery yesterday"

Xiao Hongdou briefly talked about the matter of Chi Hanqing helping the young man named Porta in the winery yesterday, and took the wine to Han Dongwen, this wine is different from the dark red wine, the wine is transparent, clear, with a hint of dark orange, but the packaging is very simple, at a glance, you can know that it is hand-sealed with discarded wine bottles.

"So, when the West Asian boy served wine last night, in order to express his gratitude to Concubine Chi, he also gave him this bottle of strange wine made privately by himself, saying that it could not be bought in any winery."

Xiao Hongdou stuck out her tongue: "Concubine Chi Niangniang dispensed medicine for the mother of this West Asian boy, and said that she can do good things by His Royal Highness's holy grace, so she asked me to present this bottle of wine to you." ”

"I see."

Han Dongwen nodded lightly, opened the cap of the bottle, and a different kind of strong wine suddenly entered his nostrils.

Is it a spirit?

The Principality of West Asia has always produced wine, or it is the liquor imported from Simeng, how can there be spirits?

He pondered for a moment, then lightly dipped his hand into the bottle and tasted it slightly.

"It's ......"

Han Dongwen thought about this somewhat familiar and unfamiliar taste in his mind, and his memory was like a crumbling droplet on a faucet, but he couldn't think of it!

"This is ......," he thought.

"Your Highness, is this also wine? Good grape flavor. Little Red Bean interjected.

Han Dongwen was stunned, took the wine bottle close and sniffed it, and the strong smell of alcohol entered his nose again.

"Where's the grape smell?" He wondered.

Xiao Hongdou's face was a little red, and he lowered his head slightly: "Yes, I was born with a little too sensitive nose, and I always smell something that others can't smell. ”

Han Dongwen looked at the little red bean and suddenly realized, no wonder this girl has some talent in serving tea and appreciating tea, could it be that she relies on her nose?

If it's grapes......

As if he remembered something, Han Dongwen's heart suddenly tightened.

Isn't this brandy?!

Spirits distilled from grapes!

"What did you say the boy's name was, Porta?" Han Dongwen asked Xiao Hongdou.

Hearing his tone, he suddenly became a little serious, Xiao Hongdou also became serious, and nodded: "Exactly, Your Highness, he should be working as a handyman in the winery in the east opposite the Grand Duke's Mansion, and he has a sick mother at home, and he was almost dismissed by the factory owner yesterday." ”

Han Dongwen was silent and bowed slightly, and put the inferior wine bottle in his hand back on the table.

This wine was made by this young man, and it was not available anywhere else...... Is it?

Brandy, to put it in the roughest terms, is the method of distilling liquor, which is nothing more than the substitution of grain for grapes.

Of course, there are still many differences in the details, but that's the way it is.

People from the principality of Western Asia, no one has discovered this craft of distilling wine? Can't buy brandy?

I'm afraid it's not that simple......

Han Dongwen pondered deeply, and finally decided to keep this matter in mind for the time being. He smiled at Xiao Hongdou: "I didn't expect you to have such a hidden ability, let's go, go to the Grand Duke's Mansion." ”

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The breakfast provided by the Grand Mansion is naturally the flavor of West Asia.

On the dining table covered with white tablecloths, two small rattan baskets were served inside, which were toasted soft and fragrant bread, and next to them were two small silver trays like chess pieces in reality, holding two round eggs, which were sent to Han Dongwen and Grand Duke Tilda like a work of art.

Behind, fluffy muffins dripping with honey, smoked bacon crepes with a unique aroma, truffle omelettes and freshly baked ham pies that still sizzle on the surface.

At first glance, there are many kinds of dishes, but they are all easy to store ingredients such as cured meat, eggs, honey and bread, which also reflect the characteristics of the grain production of the Principality of Western Asia.

But even if there is a shortage of food, the West Asian people still have a set of rules for these things, which is quite strange.

In addition to Han Dongwen and Tilda, who were sitting opposite each other, there was also a waiter standing behind the two of them to serve the meal, Han Dongwen was naturally behind Xiao Hongdou, and behind Tilda stood a waiter wearing a black long skirt, a pure white apron, and white sleeves on the cuffs.

Han Dongwen was sitting precariously, and the corners of his mouth were a little unconsciously upturned.

Wow, maid pretend.

He almost reflexively imagined a strange scene in his mind - to buy some clothes, and in the future, he will set a maid dress day in the palace every month, and the palace maids will wear such black and white servant dresses, and the little red beans will also be changed, wouldn't that be ......

No, no, no, isn't that what the plague lord will do!

No, it doesn't hurt, it's just a change of clothes......

Hanyang! Sliding into the abyss, the most regrettable thing is the first step!

"Mr. Han Dongwen, don't you have an appetite?"

Han Dongwen's mind was in a fierce battle between heaven and man, and he was suddenly pulled back to reality by Tilda's beautiful but emotionless voice, and hurriedly coughed: "Ahem, that's not the case, let's eat." ”

Naturally, there were no chopsticks on the table, but a complete set of silverware knives and forks.

Xiao Hongdou stood behind him with a nervous expression, before the visit, she naturally made up for the etiquette rules of West Asia at Mi Niangniang, but now she was still afraid that she had done something wrong and lost His Royal Highness.

Unexpectedly, Han Dongwen straightened the napkin around his neck with ease, naturally put his hand on the table, gently took the small cup containing the original shell stewed egg, picked up the small silver spoon on the table and knocked it gently, breaking the eggshell to reveal the deliciousness inside.

Tilda glanced lightly, saw his flawless manners, blinked his eyes and remained silent, and continued to eat his own with his head down.

Seeing Tilda like this, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Han Dongwen's mouth.

You want me to make a fool of yourself when you eat Western food?

Scare the traversers of twenty years ago! Now it's not a rare thing to eat your broken bread and meat, take 10,000 steps back and say, in the x sound x hand is not just a casual search for "a full set of etiquette for eating Western food, the last one is the most complicated!" and "Seven points to pay attention to with knives and forks, are you ashamed?" 》This kind of car wheel video can be watched, I'm afraid of you?

Wait for me to hold back for a while to develop, sooner or later, you, a woman, will give me chopsticks to Siyang!

However, does this mean that these spam videos can only be used at this point?

Han Dongwen thought endlessly in his mind, his hands still kept going, and he was familiar with one meal after another, and Xiao Hongdou took the replaced plate behind him and handed it to the waiter of the Grand Mansion next to him, but his heart was full of surprise.

Mi Niangniang said that the last time His Royal Highness visited the principality of West Asia, he made a joke, and when he came back, he was furious, and he learned the use of knives and forks in West Asia for two days on a whim, and immediately gave up with no interest, and now this ...... When was this all learned?

She was surprised, but she was also happy that Han Dongwen would not be ashamed this time.

"Do you use tea or coffee?"

After the meal, the table was clean, and Tilda raised his eyes to look at Han Dongwen.

"Pour a cappuccino."

Han Dongwen said solemnly.

“？”

"Coffee with steamed milk, no cream and sugar."

Tilda was stunned, regained her iceberg-like serious expression and nodded to the waiter next to her.

The waiter stepped back, and she turned her head to look at Han Dongwen: "Compared with the last time you visited, it seems that you know a lot more about West Asia, last night you pushed the dinner, I thought that the food of West Asia is still not to your taste." ”

The dinner party was naturally pushed for the purpose of going to the trumpet, Han Dongwen smiled: "Today's dinner will not be pushed again, and I also hope to invite His Royal Highness the Prince Gao to dine, there will be some extremely exciting programs at that time, I hope His Royal Highness the Prince will like it." ”

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