The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 202 - 202 201 Wine Tasting

202: Chapter 201 Wine Tasting 202: Chapter 201 Wine Tasting Hu Qingdie was hesitating on finding a solution when Liu Hun suddenly cut in, “Alright, I accept the proposal!

However…” he said, his piercing gaze locked onto Xie Huan and slowly continued, “If I’m just a simple bumpkin, a filthy farmer, and I end up completely beating you, you’ll be even less than a filthy farmer.

Think about it, what would that make you?”

“Fine!

You stinking cur, today I will teach you a lesson on how to be human!

Wait to be humiliated!” After saying this, Xie Huan immediately started with the first barrel, taking a tiny bit of red wine, and began to sniff and seriously taste it.

Meanwhile, Liu Hun, who had just been stuffed with a bunch of things by Huang Zishan and was thirsty, didn’t care anymore and took a glass of red wine and gulped it down.

One glass wasn’t enough, so he gulped down two more.

Liu Hun’s consecutive actions dumbfounded the people around, who could hardly believe anyone could drink wine like water.

Huang Zishan was even rolling her eyes in disbelief.

Seeing Liu Hun’s behavior, Xie Huan felt even more contemptuous and just sipped a little before putting down the wine glass, convinced that competing with a mutt wasn’t worth his effort.

“The first glass…

too easy for me!

But for some, it might be a lifetime mystery, only fit to quench thirst.

How could such a person even share the stage with me, let alone win?” Xie Huan boasted, his disdainful eyes almost reaching the ceiling.

Director Wang gave an awkward smile and asked, “Director Xie, do you have an answer yet?”

“Chateau Lafite 1982, such a classic.

Could I possibly not know?

Ridiculous!” Xie Huan said, his face increasingly smug.

Just as Director Wang was about to ask Liu Hun for his answer, Xie Huan interrupted, “Wait, Director Wang!

This simpleton, this filthy farmer surely couldn’t know this is Lafite.

But his ignorance doesn’t mean he can’t be cunning!

What if he also claims it’s the ’82 Lafite?”

Sneaky!

Absolutely despicable!

Huang Zishan gritted her teeth in anger, but she truly didn’t think of any way to help Liu Hun avoid plagiarism allegations.

Director Wang was also stunned, as were Hu Qingdie and everyone present.

Normally, if it were written on paper, this issue wouldn’t have arisen, but Xie Huan deliberately changed the rules to further insult Liu Hun, now suspecting others with his petty heart.

“It’s simple!

I’ll start with the second glass, and then let this malnourished, Qi deficient guy follow, wouldn’t that solve it?” Liu Hun calmly stated.

As the wine hit his stomach, the Qi coursed through him, and he understood everything clearly.

“You…

Who are you calling malnourished and Qi deficient?!

You filthy farmer bumpkin, tell everyone your answer now!

If it matches mine, you’re nothing but a shameless plagiarizer!

And this round is mine!” Xie Huan screamed furiously at Liu Hun, his pale face finally gaining some color as if he hadn’t slept for days.

No doubt remained; the first round was clearly won by Xie Huan, and he might win all the way to utterly disgrace Liu Hun.

That was almost everyone’s expectation at the scene.

Of course, there were exceptions—Huang Zishan, Hu Qingdie, and…

Liu Hun himself!

“Ding!” Liu Hun flicked his finished wine glass with his finger, then slowly said, “Chateau Lafite 1982, gently coy and introverted, with prominent floral and fruity aromas, velvety smoothness presenting a deep garnet red with clear bright edges, rich scents of caramel, vegetation, smoke, cedar, pencil shavings, blackcurrant, and earth, complemented by a rich, fresh body, low acidity, with a well-balanced aroma and taste, making for a great sensory experience.”

After pausing for a few seconds, Liu Hun added, “If it were allowed to stay in a decanting pitcher for six to eight hours, then served in large Bordeaux tulip glasses, and paired with steak or lamb dishes, it would deliver a delightful taste, as many wine enthusiasts dub Lafite the ‘Empress’ of the wine kingdom.”

“So…

I had a couple more glasses!” Liu Hun finished, shrugged nonchalantly, and casually placed his wine glass between his fingers on the table.

One, two, three…

ten!

It had been ten seconds!

These people witnessed Liu Hun’s miracle for the first time.

See!

I knew this guy wouldn’t let me down!

Ha ha ha… Huang Zishan rejoiced in her heart, loving the sight of the crowd stunned into dumb silence, as she had once been among them.

“Too…

too surprising, Mr.

Guan!

I didn’t expect you to have such a high taste for red wine!

I think this first round…” Director Wang had just recovered from his shock, his hands still shaking and not finishing his sentence, when Xie Huan rudely interrupted him.

“It was I who first gave the answer!

Even if he added some trivial, well-known information, it was inspired and prompted by me!

So, I’ll generously let him have this one step!

At most, it’s a draw!” Xie Huan stubbornly insisted, and his disdain for Liu Hun deepened.

Hu Qingdie was already so delighted that she clasped her hands tightly together; it had been a long time since she felt this way, not since the moment she received her college acceptance letter.

Facing Director Wang’s questioning gaze, she nodded again—she believed that Liu Hun could bring her a miracle, having held this belief since the first time she met him.

Director Wang announced the first round as a draw, each earning a point, and the watchers, who had initially come to enjoy a spectacle of failures were now energized with ten thousand times more spirit; they no longer wanted to see a farce, but a real clash of experts!

Tonight, it was destined that one would end up embracing Hu Qingdie and the other would be the butt of the joke, forced to drink like a toilet!

“Please hold on a second!” said George Watson, the international wine expert, suddenly interjecting.

“Mr.

George, what would you like to say?” Director Wang quickly asked.

George Watson was not only the wine tasting judge and question setter of the day but also a corporate partner of the consortium.

Therefore, his opinion deserved respect from every aspect.

George Watson smiled slightly, his bearded face brimming with a smile, “I never expected today’s wine tasting to be so extraordinary!

I hope to witness top experts from the industry here!” After saying this, he gave Liu Hun a special look and continued, “Since it’s a duel between experts, we cannot be careless!

After both give their initial answers, if the answers are the same and both correct, please provide additional details!

The score will be judged based on the perfection of these details!”

Wow, this foreign devil sure knows how to spice things up!

But it shouldn’t be a problem for Liu Hun… Wait, why is he unbuttoning his shirt again?

What kind of occasion is this… though those pecs are pretty sexy… Ah, what am I thinking about!

Huang Zishan’s thoughts drifted off track.

Undoubtedly, George Watson’s proposal significantly enhanced the event’s entertainment value.

The spectators stretched their necks even longer, and both Liu Hun and Xie Huan agreed to this suggestion.

The second round began!

“This wine is…” Liu Hun swirled the wine glass then set it down before saying, “Margaux!”

“Hmph!

A blind cat ran into a dead rat!

You actually guessed it right!

Probably saw some direct sales TV advertisement!

Remembering this brand isn’t bad!” Xie Huan looked disdainfully at Liu Hun and continued, “My answer is also Margaux!

But this time, I’ll provide the supplement first!”

Liu Hun nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, casually indicating, “You go ahead and speak if you feel so inclined.”

“This is a 1990 Margaux!

To me, the 1990 Margaux wine still carries on the classic style of Margaux Castle.

Besides feeling the deeply concentrated tannins, there’s the sweet aroma of black fruits, cedar, spices, flowers, smoke, and the rich and fragrant smell of vanilla, almost like a transcendental bunch of flowers.

The tannins in the mouth do not feel harsh; they are concentrated, soft, and silky.

It displays a deep gemstone red, edged with hints of purple.

The aroma is layered and enticingly fragrant.

The acidity is not high, but it’s enough to demonstrate the vitality of the wine body,” Xie Huan said all in one breath, reciting all the wine knowledge he had practiced over the years, his eyes slowly narrowing with pride almost to the point of urinating from delight.

This malnourished Director Xie really knows his stuff!

Eh!

Why am I also saying someone else is malnourished, following Liu Hun!

Huang Zishan thought quietly, tilting her head.

Xie Huan’s series of responses amazed everyone present; no one expected that Xie Huan wasn’t just a pretty face coming fully prepared today, he was playing for keeps!

“Mr.

Guan!

Your addition, please?” Director Wang asked Liu Hun with a smile, trusting in Hu Qingdie’s judgment of people, so Liu Hun ought to be no ordinary man.

“Um…” Liu Hun pondered for a moment, and at the peak of everyone’s attention finally spoke, “This cup of Margaux White Pavilion is not from the 1990 batch, but the 2005 one.

It is not among Margaux’s best years, and even…

it belongs to one of the worst years.

However, a frost destroyed it and also created it.

It was precisely this frostbite that endowed a very limited part of the White Pavilion wines with incomparable quality.

This cup…” as he spoke, he lifted the red wine in his hands, the gem-like dazzling red wine shimmering under the light captivatingly, “Is one of them!”

“Shut your damn…” Xie Huan was about to burst out when George Watson’s voice of surprise completely overshadowed him.

“Amazing!

It’s truly incredible!

As Mr.

Guan stated, this small cask of Margaux White Pavilion is indeed a survivor of the frost in ’05.

Margaux Castle selected the surviving grapes after the frost and crafted this rare miracle with them!

It could even deceive the most top-tier sommeliers in Europe, and embarrassingly, including myself!

But!

My goodness!

Today, its mysterious veil has been lifted in the East!

What a beautiful encounter!” George Watson couldn’t believe that Liu Hun had identified and accurately tasted the special flavor created by the frost-afflicted grapes.