Chapter 173 (1/2)
”Not good to drink?” Summer poured a little, tried to drink a sip, and then agreed, ”is not good to drink.”
”Is there something wrong with the wine?” Qiao Dongyun couldn't help asking. Both of them said that the wine was not good to drink. Naturally, he wanted to suspect that there was something wrong with the wine.
”I seldom drink wine. I don't study red wine. I really can't drink it.” Qiao Xiaoqiao turns to look at Qiao Donghai. ”Big brother, you often drink. Why don't you try?”
Qiao Donghai shook his head: ”little Qiao, you don't know. I can try out the degree of any wine. As for the others, I can't help it. I don't like red wine more. I don't know whether it's true or not.”
”I'll try.” Qiao Dongyun volunteered. He had drunk Lafite in 1982 many times. He was half a professional.
Qiao Dongyun poured himself half a cup, tasted it for a while, and then said to himself, ”it tastes the same as I used to drink!”
”Well, my wife, in 1982 Lafite, did you say that this wine was made in 1982?” Summer asked.
”Well.” Joe nodded.
”Oh, I see. This wine is fake.” Summer said.
When they were stunned, Qiao Dongyun even doubted: ”summer, won't it? I've drunk it many times before. It tastes the same! ”
”That means you always drink fake wine.” Summer casually said, ”although I haven't drunk this wine, but I can be sure that the vintage of this wine is less than ten years, how could it be made in 1982?”
Pointing to the bottle of Maotai, summer said: ”that's also a fake. It's less than 20 years. How could it be fifty years of Maotai?”
Listen to summer say so, Qiao Donghai also can't help but doubt: ”summer, are you sure this Moutai is less than 20 years?”
”Of course, it should be 18 years. The error will not exceed one year.” Summer looks confident.
”These bastards and fake wine have been sold to me.” Qiao Donghai can't help scolding. Since he is so sure about summer, he still chooses to believe in summer.
”Qiao Shao, your food...” The waiter just pushed the door in. Qiao Dongyun shouted at her angrily, ”let your boss come here!”
Thinking that he may have been drinking faked Lafite in 1982, Qiao Dongyun has the feeling of spitting blood. He is not in love with money, but angry to be treated as a fool. The bastards who sell faked wine may scold him as a nouveau riche who doesn't understand red wine while counting money!
Poor waiter didn't know what happened, so he had to put down the food and hurried out. A few minutes later, a middle-aged man who looked like Maitreya Buddha trotted into the room.
”Joe, what can I do for you?” Middle aged man with a smile, carefully asked.
”Hao Fu, are you good at using fake wine to fool me?” Qiao Dongyun sneers.
Hao Fu is shocked. Doesn't Qiao Dongyun drink fake wine every time? How did you open your mind today?
Although he was surprised, on the surface Hao Fu still smiled: ”Qiao Shao, how can this be possible? You know, we never sell fake wine in haoweixuan. But for that, how can you come to drink here often? ”
”Don't give me that!” Qiao Dongyun snorted coldly, ”change it into real one, or I will smash your shop!”
Hao Fu still smiled: ”Qiao Shao, this is true. How about this? I'll give you a 20% discount?”
”Hao Fu, don't be shameless. Do you have to let the industry and Commerce Bureau copy you? Are you convinced?” Qiao Dongyun said angrily.
”Qiao Shao, if you really think the wine is fake, let the Bureau of industry and Commerce test it.” Hao Fu still looks respectful, but he is not afraid at all, because he knows that even if someone comes to check, the wine will be taken as a reality.
Qiao Dongyun frowns a little. He can't help but turn around and take a look at Xia Xia. Hao Fu looks like this, which makes him a little suspicious. Is it because Xia made a mistake and he really wronged Hao Fu?
”Second brother, if you don't mind, you won't come here in the future.” Qiao Xiaoqiao doesn't want to make trouble. After all, it's better to keep a low profile as much as possible now that Qiao's family has just had an accident.
”Hey, you said this wine is not fake, so you can have a drink!” Summer suddenly said.
”I seldom get a chance to drink such a good wine. Thank you very much.” Hao Fu takes an empty cup, pours one for himself, and then drinks it in front of the crowd.
Hao Fu naturally doesn't think there's anything wrong with the drink. After all, in a sense, it's not fake wine, it's just the wrong year.
After a glass of wine, Hao Fu smiled: ”Qiao Shao, if there is nothing else, I will go to work first Er... ”
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen. Hao Fu covered his stomach with one hand, and his face was sweating. In a few seconds, he had already fallen to the ground in pain, and he screamed: ”ah...”