The cork of the bottle was opened, and the aroma of wine slowly drifted out.
Lucian, who was originally looking forward to it, slowly frowned. He picked up the bottle and poured himself a glass. He put the glass in front of his nose and sniffed it. Then he looked at Meg and said, "Boss, is your wine burnt?"
"Yeah, there is a smell of smoke." A person next to him also nodded. Although it wasn't bad, it was a smell that shouldn't appear in wine.
Several ministers' faces suddenly pulled down. They came out to drink, and no one dared to fool them with bad things. This boss was not kind.
Bobby looked at Meg. He had a good impression of the boss, but if there was a problem with the wine, he really had to explain it clearly.
"This is not burnt. It is the unique burnt aroma and smoke smell of whiskey. Without this smoke smell, it would lose its soul." Meg explained slowly, "Of course, some people will like this smell, and some people can't accept it, but this has nothing to do with being burnt."
"Aren't you fooling us?" A minister frowned, and his official prestige was revealed. He was faintly angry.
"Whiskey and Maotai are made by ingenuity in my heart. How can I fool you? Why don't you taste it yourself? If you don't like it, just don't drink it. "Meg was neither servile nor overbearing.
Lucian raised his hand slightly and motioned to the accompanying officials not to be angry. He looked at Meg and smiled, "I believe that the person who can brew such a good wine as Maotai will not lie. I will try the taste of this wine first and see if it suits my taste."
As Lucian spoke, he picked up the glass and took a sip of whiskey.
His brows frowned first, then his eyebrows raised slightly, showing a bit of surprise. Then his frowning brows gradually eased, and finally he showed a smile.
When the wine entered his mouth, it tasted dry and mellow, and a faint smoky taste drifted in his mouth, bringing a trace of a psychedelic feeling. The faint charred fragrance wasn't pungent or unpleasant, but instead added a layer to the wine's fragrance.
This was a different feeling from the pure and extreme aroma of Maotai. He was so unique, but he maintained an amazing high standard. He was also an outstanding wine.
The wine swirled in his mouth and slid down his throat. The fragrance lingered in his mouth for a long time.
Lucian knew that he had fallen in love with this bottle of whiskey. It was so special and so surprising. Only after tasting it could he know the wonderful taste hidden under the deceptive fragrance.
"Good wine! What a good wine! " Lucian slowly opened his eyes and looked at Meg apologetically. "Boss, we were too reckless. This is a fine wine that can be compared to Maotai."
"Please enjoy." Meg nodded slightly and turned to leave.
This time, it was Bobby and the others' turn to be surprised.
"Sir Meg, is this wine really that good?" The minister who had previously scolded Meg asked in disbelief.
"You will know after you have a glass." Lucian smiled and picked up the empty glass beside him and poured a glass for him.
"Okay, since sir said it is good, then I will also try a glass." The minister took a sip of the wine glass.
He also frowned, and then his eyes lit up. He looked down at the wine glass in his hand in surprise, and then looked at Lucian. He swallowed the wine and savored the aftertaste. Then, he nodded in admiration and said, "It is really a good wine! I didn't expect such a fine wine to be hidden in this small tavern. "
"Didn't Lord Katora say that the wine was a joke?" Lucian joked.
"Hehe …" Katola smiled awkwardly and said in the direction of the wine cabinet, "Boss, don't mind me. I am a straightforward person. Your wine is indeed a good wine."
"It's okay. As long as the customer is satisfied." Meg responded.
"Do you want to try it?" Lucian looked at the other ministers and asked.
"I am already craving for this Maotai wine. I am afraid this wine is more to my taste. Let's try this first."
"Yes, I have never smelled such a fragrant wine. I have already poured it. Let's try this first."
The others showed greater interest in the Maotai wine in front of them.
"Okay, the wine and dishes have been served. Let's not be restrained. Let's drink." Lucian picked up the wine glass and reminded them with a smile, "Let me remind you that this wine is amazing. It is very strong. Drink it slowly."
Then, sounds of admiration sounded in the tavern. Whether it was the Maotai wine or the whiskey, they all brought great surprise to everyone.
This table of people brought some of the liveliness that a tavern should have in the usually quiet tavern.
"Opening a tavern is indeed much easier than opening a restaurant. I have entered the wrong line of work." Meg sat behind the counter and watched the two little guys play checkers on the small bench while listening to the group of old men chatting.
"Reminder to the host: Please increase the popularity of the tavern as soon as possible. Current popularity of the tavern: 8! Set a small goal of 1000 popularity first! Do your best! Godfather! "
"Daddy is very comfortable when you call me daddy." Meg nodded, "Daddy will work hard."
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"Scram!"
The system roared!
Mag ignored the system's roar, and said, "That's good. Look at how happy these people are chatting. After drinking a few glasses of wine, they dare to talk about anything. If other customers were here, they wouldn't dare to listen."
"Don't forget, you have bought half a street." The system reminded.
Meg frowned and realized that things were not simple. This investment was going to be a huge loss.
Whiskey and Maotai were both high-alcohol wines. For these people who usually drank fruit wine with low alcohol content, it was even more so.
The first few glasses were drunk while they were in high spirits. After a few glasses and a few peanuts, they were stunned.
Meg did not have any other hobbies recently. He liked to chat with the customers when they were drunk. For example, Bloom who was killed by them last night, how the officials were feeling recently, and what they thought of Joshua.
Even the Gray Temple's intelligence system could not collect such first-hand information.
After calling the coachmen of the officials to carry the drunk officials away, Meg flipped the wooden sign on the door and announced the end of business for the day.
Joshua was finished. The smear was successful and the effect was obvious.
Now, Joshua was no different from the devil in the eyes of the officials of the Ministry of War. They wanted to kill him as soon as possible to avenge the families of the innocent officials who died tragically.
Moreover, they had decided that they would jointly write a letter tomorrow asking the king to investigate the matter and bring the murderer to justice.
How promising!
Meg generously waived the cost of a serving of peanuts for the drunkard.
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