Chapter 63: Thank You
For their first luncheon after the New Year, the Theofreys used the largest restaurant in the castle.
The dining table is more than ten meters long and the guests are seated on both sides, and the ceiling is several meters high to naturally amplify the sound.
Hall, Theofrey, and Walker Astor gathered in the corner of the table, chatting warmly.
Walker grinned and teased Theofrey, "Where did that mummy Yin come from, I didn't have it last time I visited." Was it hidden to do some evil witchcraft research? β
"Muno-yin is more troublesome to preserve, and there are special requirements for temperature and air. It used to be in the cellar, but this time it has been moved to the showroom for you to see. Theofrey replied as he cut the steak.
Hall silently put down the sprinkling cup in his hand and replaced it with a glass of water.
ββ¦β¦ What a creative way to save it. Walker was speechless and said, "We can't have that stuff powder in the wine, right?" β
Theofrey shrugged: "Wouldn't it be better if there were, just to help you improve that ability." By the way, help me carry it back later, there are too many guests today, and the maid is too busy. β
"Shit, I'm not going to do this job! It's disgusting to think about facing that waxy and air-dried face. You see the rags wrapped around it, right, like maggots......" Walker looked at Hale for approval.
This guy's description was too appetite-threatening, and Hall couldn't listen to it anymore, and interrupted, "Maybe it was a beautiful woman when it was alive." β
"No, no, no, even if Cleopatra died, it would be just a pile of bones. What is that noun called...... Is it organic or carbon-based? β
Walker said in an exaggerated tone, "Anyway, at least give me two glasses of whiskey, the barrel I drank last time." Otherwise, don't think I'm within three meters of it. β
Theofrey laughed and scolded: "Shit, you guy is really a waste to study media, you should go and bargain with the crooks to do business." A glass, this is the highest price, and the barrel is almost finished. β
"Stingy, but who made us brothers, even if I was deceived, the first thing that came to mind when there was something good would be you." Walker looks like he's cheap, and he's selling well. _o_m
Hall couldn't help but be happy and praised: "What a rare friendship." β
"And now I want to add you, I like to share good things with my friends. Come, for friendship. Walker gestured to him with his glass.
Theofrey also raised his glass and smiled at him and said, "Most of the time don't believe this guy's nonsense, except for this phrase "for friendship". Cheers. β
With a slight smile on his face, Hall replied from the bottom of his heart, "I thank you for your friendship. β
Then, with the determination to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, he drank the red wine suspected of having Mu Mu Yin powder.
However, after the luncheon, Theofrey proved to him that Mu Mu Yin lived in a single room in the sprinkle cellar, not mixed with red wine, and that health and safety were still guaranteed.
"It's heavy."
In the cellar under the castle, Walker patted the glass case containing Mu Mu Yin and said impatiently, "Let's go, let's go taste the beauty." β
"You seem to be the cellar master, the staircase light is broken, and you are following me." Theofrey said as he walked in front and led the way.
His wine cellar has two basement floors, and the hall on the first floor is lined with rows of wooden wine racks, which are divided into different types of bottles and sprinkles. In addition, there are several private rooms to store left food such as ham and sausages, as well as various tableware for wine tasting.
Descending the staircase, passing through a medieval platform used by the guards in the middle of the staircase, the space of the second lower floor is visibly reduced to the naked eye.
It is more appropriate to say that it is a wine cellar, which is more appropriately described as a common corridor in burial chambers, where oak barrels are neatly placed on both sides of the corridor.
In the past, aristocratic lords liked to buy wine directly from the winery, and spent a lot of money to buy the essence of the same batch in barrels, and the rest was circulated to the market for retail.
At that time, red wine was a hard currency, and oak barrels were aged for a long time, so it was often passed on as property to future generations.
The Hall family also has the same wine cellar and still places orders with Whisky Distilleries in Scotland and wineries in Bordeaux in France whenever there is a good vintage.
For example, in the later generations of domestic social platforms and film and television dramas, 82-year-old Lafite, which opened tens of thousands of bottles a year, had two barrels in his cellar.
, standard Bordeaux oak barrels, one barrel can hold almost 300 bottles without loss.
Theofrey carefully uncorked the barrel, filled a tap, and took in most of the amber bottle.
After pouring the two friends, he made a decent salute and said, "The treasure of 1930 (J&a;a; a; a; a; a; B), single malt whisky, at its peak at its best, enjoy. β
"Thank you very much." Hall bowed his head slightly and solemnly expressed his gratitude, which is the attitude that drinking someone else's family heirloom should have.
Walker smiled heartily and said, "No need to be polite to him, this wine is as old as the two of us combined." @Β·Error-free start~~ If you don't drink it, it's going to become wood soup, and we're doing him a favor. β
"you, honestly, if it weren't for Hugo today, you wouldn't have wanted to drink my good wine."
There was no one else in the cellar, and Theofrey replied with a middle finger.
Walker was not impressed, and he padded the small half of the ham that he had carried from the first floor of the cellar onto the wooden table, and sliced it with a knife and sprinkled it.
Hall smiled, "How did you two get acquainted?" β
"Ah, what a good wine. It's a pity that my dead daddy won't let me in his house, or I'd have stolen his treasures. β
Walker took a sip of wine and looked up with emotion, paused and continued: "The two of us are elementary school classmates. At that time, Viscount Astor had just married his current wife, and it was not uncommon for me, as his ex-wife's child, to be despised and ridiculed. β
"Theofrey, the grandson of a broken earl, is not much better off than I am. So we naturally huddled together to keep warm. β
Theofrey laughed at himself: "In fact, he is in a better situation than me. After all, in these years, as long as you are rich enough, you can get enough respect. Our family is a broken family, no matter what he says, his father is also a powerful nobleman. β
"But he won't pass on his wealth to me. Graduating next year, oh no, it's this year, and I'm going to have to start fighting, trying to get a legacy. Walker said in a flirtatious tone.
For children born to his ex-wife, illegitimate children, and low-ranking heirs. After graduating from college, he is considered to be semi-detached from the family, and the latter wants to lie down and eat and wait for death; In the first two, the competition for family property often becomes their goal in life, not only for wealth, but also for personal feelings.
So Hall could understand this attitude he was showing, sat down at the wooden table and drank wine and asked, "Is this why you studied media?" β
"Yes, the Astor family has been in this business for generations. By the way, Theofrey told me about you, and that's a good target. Walter clinked glasses with him for approval.
Hall smiled and didn't speak, the son of a nobleman, the son of a nobleman's ex-wife, and he had a child out of wedlock. The three of them sat together and talked about "recasting the glory of the aristocracy", which was like a black comedy movie.
"Hugo, don't you like to drink this sprinkle?"
"Well, I prefer the sherry cask flavor to the peat flavor."
"Oh God. Look what I heard, a young man in England actually likes sherry barrels, real men should drink peat flavor! The sherry barrel is for the to drink, heretics, all heretics. β
"Fuck your uncle! Peaty roughs will never experience the supplicity of a sherry barrel, you are heretics! β
The three of them drank and poured into each other's heads, and Hall and Walker argued about who was orthodox, like children arguing and shouting "bounce".
"Smack." Theofrey slapped the wooden table, "Don't make any noise, listen to me......"
He was in the middle of his sentence when the wooden table shattered with a clatter, and the ham and wine glasses on it fell to the floor.
The atmosphere was instantly quiet, and Hall and Walker opened their mouths in unison, stunned, looking at him and not knowing what to say.
ββ¦β¦ I said, don't you think all distilled spirits are coarser than grape sprinkles? Theofrey said with a smile soothing.
Walker came back to his senses and said, "TF? I don't think so. If I can't beat you, I'll make you pay for my wine! β
"Hmm...... This table was set up here when my grandfather was a child, and it was in disrepair. Theofrey explained.
Hall said, "So, are you going to prove to us that you're right?" β
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The proposal was approved by Walker, and the two teamed up to force Theofrey to bring out a bottle of red wine to taste.
After a few glasses of wine, the relationship between the three quickly became familiar.
Hall invites the two of them to his birthday party and proves to them that Shirley Barrel is the best in the world.