City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 886: Creating the Top-Tier Wine Brand

Chapter 886: Chapter 886: Creating the Top-Tier Wine Brand

Ye Qiu’s body would heat up, and earlier when they were on horseback, Louise had felt it, but she couldn’t confirm it.

"Why is it like this?"

Could it be that Ye Qiu’s body is capable of self-regulating its temperature?

She thought it was impossible.

"This has to do with my cultivation... Forget it, you wouldn’t understand Eastern mystic techniques!"

"Then you wouldn’t understand Western mystic techniques either?"

Louise looked at Ye Qiu and said.

Louise didn’t explain clearly to Ye Qiu, but from the soul consciousness he absorbed at Count Charley the Archbishop’s castle, he knew why these mysterious religious figures would suffer such injuries and why they could cultivate certain secret techniques.

The two of them sat on the rocks by the seaside, watching the distant Atlantic Ocean.

"How long are you staying this time?"

"Once this batch of wine is brewed and I see the quality of these wines, I’ll head back. I still have to attend university classes."

Very quickly, Louise remembered that Ye Qiu was still a university student.

Suddenly, she found Ye Qiu truly amusing—he had mastered mysterious medical skills, was a renowned fashion designer, spoke French, spoke English, and even understood horse language. It seemed there was nothing Ye Qiu couldn’t do.

And now Ye Qiu even had to go back to school?

"I took leave to come here this time. I’m planning to create a red wine brand more famous than Lafite."

"Is it the one you’re working on now?"

"That’s right, soon you’ll see."

...

The two chatted for a long time by the ocean. Louise no longer asked Ye Qiu to stay in France to serve the mysterious religion, and Ye Qiu now felt less aversion towards Louise.

As for the last time, why she had acted like that—perhaps one reason was her fondness for Ye Qiu, while another was indeed related to her faith. Moreover, she did wish for Ye Qiu to stay.

But now, Louise understood that forcing Ye Qiu to remain in France was impossible.

Ye Qiu lifted Louise onto the horse "Crimson," jumped on himself, and rode back toward the castle.

Zhou Wenting walked down from the main castle, saw Ye Qiu and Louise riding away, and decided not to follow them. She hadn’t anticipated that these two would spend nearly two hours chatting after they went out.

If someone told her there was absolutely nothing between them, she wouldn’t believe it, no matter what.

Seeing Ye Qiu holding Louise on horseback now, Zhou Wenting couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable, especially as it seemed that Ye Qiu was holding Louise closely while they galloped.

It was now past 7 p.m. Paris time, and night had long fallen. The temperature had dropped to seven or eight degrees. Even wearing a cotton-padded coat, Zhou Wenting felt a chill outside the castle—it was very unpleasant.

When Ye Qiu rode back to the front of the main castle, the coachman came to lead the horse away, and Ye Qiu and Louise entered the castle.

On the castle’s ground floor, Louise and Zhou Wenting met. The two women exchanged greetings and hugged. Louise said, "Wenting, you came over without letting me know in advance."

"Ye Qiu didn’t want me to tell you; otherwise, I would’ve called you last night."

At this moment, Housekeeper Eugene appeared wearing chef attire. He respectfully said to the three of them, "Young Master Ye, Viscountess Louise, Miss Zhou, I’ve already prepared dinner. Please take your seats."

"Housekeeper, did you make Huaxia cuisine?"

"No, it’s French cuisine. I’m not very proficient with Huaxia cuisine and worry it wouldn’t taste good."

Housekeeper Eugene aspired to be an outstanding steward, naturally striving to excel in all aspects.

The trio went to the dining hall, sat down—the warmth and light made it far more comfortable than the cold and darkness outside the castle.

Housekeeper Eugene instructed two middle-aged maids to serve the French dishes he had prepared one by one. Ye Qiu had tried these dishes before, but they were not as tasty or abundant as those from Count Charley’s chef.

Nonetheless, Ye Qiu thought they were passable.

Soft bread was brought out, topped with caviar and foie gras—both quite expensive items and not affordable for most people. Only special guests would be served these delicacies by Housekeeper Eugene.

Paired with caviar and foie gras, it was quite enjoyable. There were additional French dishes and a bottle of red wine as well.

Ye Qiu sat in the middle, with Zhou Wenting and Louise seated to the sides. Housekeeper Eugene did not join them at the table. As for the middle-aged maids, they merely stood aside, waiting for the hosts to finish eating before they could have their meal, which had to be eaten in a smaller separate dining area.

Ye Qiu, Louise, and Zhou Wenting savored their meal, only finishing around 9 p.m.

Housekeeper Eugene brought dining napkins to the three of them. Ye Qiu wiped his mouth and said, "Housekeeper, your French cuisine is at an acceptable level, but far from delicious."

"Yes, Young Master Ye."

Housekeeper Eugene was fully aware of his own limits.

But since his cooking skills were average and they didn’t have another chef at the moment, it wasn’t feasible to request a few Huaxia chefs from Chinatown.

"Since you don’t know how to make Huaxia cuisine, prepare hotpot tomorrow. That’s simple—just get some fresh meats and vegetables ready, and we’ll do it ourselves."

"Yes, Young Master Ye. I’ll prepare everything tomorrow."

Housekeeper Eugene replied.

After the meal, Ye Qiu planned to deal with the toxic gases in the winery and the underground wine cellar.

Zhou Wenting had already checked the place in the afternoon, so she didn’t intend to go again. Instead, she planned to take a hot bath upstairs and relax in her room with a good book.

Ye Qiu and Louise, dressed in her skirt, left the castle with Housekeeper Eugene accompanying them to the winery.

Louise was quite surprised to see that in just one month, an entire winery had been built.

Entering the building revealed it was even larger than she had imagined. Descending into the underground wine cellar, she realized the space could likely house up to ten thousand bottles of red wine.

At the moment, however, these were all oak barrels.

"You’re planning to use these to brew red wine?"

Louise knew that winemaking required exceptional skill and a meticulous process—it wasn’t as simple as it seemed. She didn’t understand why Ye Qiu insisted on brewing wine himself. Were the wines sold outside not good enough?

But Louise also knew that the expenses of maintaining this Eastern Castle required a significant annual budget. Profit through other means was certainly necessary; otherwise, there would be little point in owning such a castle.

"I’m confident the wine I create will surpass even the finest Lafite red wines!"

Louise was taken aback upon hearing this, finding it hard to believe.

The 1982 Lafite alone costs thousands, or even tens of thousands of euros per bottle.

Ordinary Lafites priced in the hundreds of euros certainly exist, but their taste doesn’t compare.

After showing Louise around the facility, Ye Qiu asked them to head upstairs while he stayed below to clean the peculiar smell lingering in the winery and the oak barrels.

The two didn’t know how Ye Qiu planned to do this.

Did he bring something special to eliminate the smell?

Louise was astonished!

And Housekeeper Eugene was equally incredulous.

The two could only go upstairs.