Chapter 105: Goodbye Sunshine Circus (Subscription Requested!! )

Sunshine Circus?! Tiffany?! Why.... The source never imagined that he would hear about the Sunshine Circus at the Marquis de Brecken's house.

After arriving in London, the communication inquired about the whereabouts of the circus many times, only to know that they had been touring outside, and did not expect to come back suddenly two days ago!

Also invited to the home by the Marquis of Brecon .... I haven't seen Tiffany and Gina for more than a year, and I'm still very concerned about the communication, but today, the occasion is not right.

Under Helena's guidance, the communication walked to the window, and sure enough, he saw a group of people setting up tents in the rain in the open space behind the villa.

"Tiffany...."

"Do you know them?" Helena asked.

"Hmm... I've seen them perform before, and it's very exciting. "They are the best circus I have ever seen." ”

"Really? What is their best performance? "If Yunia had been here, she would have answered 'Clown Unicycle' out loud, but in the communication's mind, every show is the best.

Dongdong! Kada... A maid pushed the door open and walked into the room, and said in a steady tone, "Mr. Felix, Miss Helena, the wine tasting is about to begin, and Lord Brecon invites you to the wine cellar." ”

"Okay." Following the maid, the Evangel and Helena came to the wine cellar located on the basement floor of the villa, where the storage of red wine requires a constant temperature and humidity environment, and people who can afford it will store the red wine in a fixed location, and the Marquis of Brecon is an excellent wine collector.

In the dimly lit cellar, with gas lamps hanging overhead, the Marquis of Brecon was chatting with a dozen richly dressed men with female companions at a round table in the middle of the cellar. He's a good taster, and to make it more difficult for him, I've got a bottle of mystery wine for tonight...."People who love to drink have their own opinions about wine, just like foodies, they are not gourmets, but they are better than gourmets."

The source often drank alcohol, and the small silver flask he carried with him was filled with brandy, whiskey and other spirits, and he would take it out and drink it from time to time, and his understanding of wine was much better than that of ordinary people.

After taking his seat, the Marquis de Brecken slapped his palms, and the maids came out with glass containers for decanting, tasting wine, of course, you can't know the type, name, and origin of the wine beforehand, otherwise the meaning of wine tasting will be lost.

Through tasting, you can determine the origin and year of the wine, which is a good taster. Everyone has a goblet in front of them, and the maids pour the red wine that has been awakened into the glass in order, not too much, otherwise they will get drunk after a few glasses.

The guests raised their glasses to the gas lamp overhead to observe the color of the wine and the presence of impurities, and then gently shook the glass to see the state of the wine hanging in the glass, and then sent it to the tip of the nose to sniff the ripeness of the wine and the acidity emitted by the wine and the type of oak barrel.

"Well, good wine." A man with a long face and a hooked nose was the first to give a judgment: "The wine is dark red and free of impurities, there is an obvious phenomenon of hanging glasses, and it smells sour, indicating that it is green grapes that are still three days away from ripening, and there is a smoky smell unique to oak barrels.... It should be produced in Popon.... Oh, the red wine of Bonaparte's First Empire. The Marquis of Brecon nodded with a smile, and a man sitting opposite him said: "There is no sweetness to drink, it should be dry red, and it is a pure natural wine completely fermented from grapes, and it is very cleanly filtered, so there are no impurities." ”

"I think it's a dry red from the Bordeaux region, the vintage," someone smacked his mouth and said, "I have to try it again." ”

"This is a Pinot Noir from the Bordeaux region in 1841." The communication said suddenly.

"Oh?" Marquis Brecken's eyes lit up: "Mr. Felix, how do you know?" ”

"The lack of rain in the Bordeaux region in 1841 led to a poor harvest and average quality of Pinot Noir grapes, so the winemakers used lighter barrels to give the wine a more original oak flavor...", the source took another sip of red wine, adding: "This situation caused the Pinot Noir wine produced in the Bordeaux region in 1841 to be more flavorful than other vintages, and it often tasted like a dry red, but it was not, but it was not rained enough that year. As a result, the grapes contain too little sugar, and if you taste it carefully, you will find that this glass of wine still has a hint of sweetness, and the wine flavor is not so strong, unlike the fully ripe dry red, the taste is soft..."

"Well said!" The Marquis de Brecon was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked the maids to bring the bottle, and through the label on it, it was indeed a Pinot Noir from the Bordeaux region in 1841, and the judgment of the communication was not wrong at all.

The guests looked at the communication with some surprise, and the tasters who could judge the vintage and the winery were basically famous, especially tonight the Marquis of Brecon gave them a problem, using Pinot Noir, which is very easy to be confused with other red wines, and those who can see through it at a glance are definitely masters in the wine tasting world.

At the same time, it also proves that the communication has a lot of experience, and it is impossible to distinguish the difference between dry red and ordinary red wine without drinking a lot of wine.

"I was just lucky." "I had drunk Pinot Noir from Bordeaux in 1841 before, so I am familiar with it. ”

"Mr. Felix, you are too modest! This bottle of wine is for you! The Marquis of Brecon generously said: "As long as anyone can guess the vintage and origin of the wine, they can take away a bottle of my treasured red wine!" Hearing this, the guests immediately became interested, who didn't know that the Marquis of Brecon liked to collect red wine?

Look at the shelves around you, they are all old wines that are hard to see on the market! It's hard to buy even if you have money.

The communication did not forget his mission, and in the process of the next tasting, he used hints and reminders to help many guests to obtain the rewards of the Marquis of Brecken, and for a while, the atmosphere at the table was extremely warm, everyone was very happy, and invisibly, the relationship was much closer.

Helena didn't speak, quietly watching the performance of the communication, and gradually, she found that the man sitting next to her was very mysterious, like a statue covered with a veil, and people couldn't help but feel the urge to remove the veil.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the wine tasting was over, the guests who had drunk a lot of wine were already slightly drunk, and it was estimated that they would not be able to get up on the table if they drank it again, and the Marquis of Brecon accepted it when he saw it, and beckoned everyone to go to the restaurant for dinner, after dinner.... The rain stopped, and the tents needed for the circus were erected.

On this occasion, the communication and guests exchanged business cards in preparation for joining the Nightingale Club in the future.

At the rear of the villa, the Sunshine Circus.

"Manager! Now that all the guests have arrived, when will we start the show? Omra, who was in charge of backstage preparations, approached Tiffany, who was inspecting the facility, and asked aloud.

"Don't be in a hurry, the Marquis of Brecon said that there is another distinguished guest coming, so let's wait a while." Tiffany held the schedule and kept looking at the time.

Inside the tent, the guests were seated and waited for the show to begin, but the Marquis of Brecon asked them to wait a little longer, and they had to meet Party A's request.

After another ten minutes, a carriage with the royal coat of arms and an olive wreath stopped outside the tent, and the eldest prince Charles arrived.

"Mr. Felix!" The eldest prince Charles greeted the guests warmly, and then sat down next to the writer and chatted with him, while at the back of the stage, Tiffany, who saw the scene through the curtain, also received the order from the Marquis of Brecon to start the performance.

Before the show began, an opening speech had to be made, Tiffany handed the schedule to Omre, straightened his clothes, lifted the curtain, walked onto the stage, and suddenly.... She saw a small silver flask in the hand of a guest.