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Chapter 1591 Yao Ming Red Wine
James laughed out loud when he heard this:
"Wang, don't listen to his nonsense, he just feels distressed. The first bottle is wine from Screaming Eagle Chateau, and the second bottle is wine from Ball Chateau. Both are very good vintages, and the total is probably close to 1 US dollars." .”

"Although the last bottle was only released last year, it was actually produced by Boer Winery a long time ago, but it has not been released. It is very valuable for collection. Basically, the price has increased by 3 US dollars per year. "

Wang Yi looked back at Bobo.

I saw Bobo glaring at James: "It's really a stupid decision for me to ask you to come over."

James showed his snow-white teeth again and laughed loudly.

Wang Yi shook his head: "Bobo, you said you can pick whatever you want."

But Popovich stood in front of the three bottles of wine: "I mean, except for these three, you can choose whatever you want. If you insist on holding three bottles, unless you step over my dead body."

James and Wang Yi looked at each other, and they both laughed.

Wang Yi looked back at this again.An old guy who is the same age as Huaxia.

Smiled and moved on.

At this time he saw two bottles of red wine.

On the icons on the two red wines, there is a hand-painted map of Napa Valley, the origin of the red wine, and the ancient Chinese character "Yao", with an elegant and simple design.

On the top is the word 2009 in red.

Below are a few letters. To be precise, the letters are the pinyin of Huaxia.

spells a person's name

Yao Ming.

Wang Yi suddenly came to his senses.

"Is this the bar given by Brother Yao?"

James nodded: "2009 Yaoming Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon dry red wine. This wine is the first red wine of Yaoming Winery. Only 1200 bottles were produced. It is not available in the market, and it is only circulated among mid-to-high-end consumers. Taste good."

Speaking of Yao Ming, Mr. Bo felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that Yao Ming didn't come today. He is the only guy in the entire NBA who can really talk about red wine with me."

Yao Ming is also very fond of red wine.

Mr. Bo once publicly said in an interview that Yao Ming is the only guy in the NBA who can talk to him about red wine.

Yao Ming also bought a manor dedicated to winemaking—now called Yao Ming Winery.

Naturally, he also gave two bottles of his first product to Bobo, which are the two bottles right now.

Wang Yi took out one of the bottles: "Then drink this bottle."

James nodded: "Although this wine is not expensive, and it has only been sold for more than 20 dollars in 800 years, the most important thing to us is Yao Ming. A group of guys who have played basketball all their lives, drinking a dozen There's nothing wrong with red wine made by a guy who played basketball."

Bobo made a gesture of please.

Next, with the help of James, Wang Yi picked two more bottles of red wine.

After that, the three of them came to Bobo's living room with three bottles of red wine.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room is a large lawn, and beyond the lawn is a large expanse of tall cedar, which looks like a fairy tale world.

On the top of the cedar, the afterglow of the setting sun is like a golden avenue, projecting into the living room through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Make the living room rippling full of gold.

The three of them sat in this living room.

Didn't have any side dishes.

Because Bobo and LeBlanc agree that most side dishes will dilute the taste of red wine.

Bobo took out three glasses, not the so-called goblets.

Bobo put down the glass and said: "Some people think that drinking red wine must be paired with a goblet to look elegant, nonsense! Drinking is drinking and tasting the delicious wine. The important thing is to enjoy and be happy. You talk about elegance with me. What are you doing?"

Wang Yi and James took this statement seriously: "It is true."

At this time, Bobo picked up the wine opener and opened one of the bottles of red wine.

Poured more than half of the glass for James and Yao Ming, and added more than half of the glass for himself.

Then he raised his glass and said to the two of them, "Have a drink first."

Wang Yi nodded, then clinked glasses with the two, picked up the wine glass and drank it.

Then wiped his mouth with his hands.

He didn't understand, the wine didn't taste very good, why did Bobo and James like to drink red wine so much?

At this moment he felt a little strange.

When I looked up, I saw these two people holding their glasses and looking at me without saying a word.

Wang Yi was puzzled: "What?"

James smiled and said: "Dude, this is more than 7 dollars a bottle of red wine, not a drink."

Wang Yi was puzzled: "Even if it's a $100 million red wine, doesn't he still drink it? Is there any problem if I drink it?"

Bobo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, no problem. I said a long time ago that even if a guy like you drinks it like water, I don't think it's a pity."

Wang Yi looked calm: "Since you don't feel sorry, why are you two looking at me?"

He poured himself a glass again: "People like you who love to drink should really try our country's baijiu."

James shook his head: "I've drank it, but I'm not used to it."

Old Bobo also said: "I have also tasted it, and I am really not used to drinking it."

Wang Yi shook his head: "You don't understand wine."

The two looked at each other, both speechless.

In this country, no one dares to say that the two of them don't understand wine.

James went on to say: "Wang heard that there are many poems about wine in China. I haven't gone to college and I don't have much education, but I am very interested in poems about wine. You can read a few sentences to help the wine."

Holding the glass of red wine, Wang Yi chanted casually.

"The luminous cup of wine and grapes, if you want to drink the pipa, you will be urged immediately, and you will be drunk on the battlefield, Lord Grim, and you will return to battle in ancient times."

Neither of them could understand Chinese, so naturally they didn't know what it meant.

Popovich stroked the silver-white beard and said: "I don't understand what it means, but it sounds catchy and has a taste."

James also nodded: "Wang, explain."

Wang Yi took another sip and said: "At the banquet, the mellow grape wine was filled in the exquisite luminous cups, and the kabukis played the pipa to cheer them up. The enemy is serving the country, and the soldiers are all full of pride. Today we must get drunk, even if we are drunk on the battlefield, so what? This expedition to serve the country, originally planned to shroud the body in horse leather, and did not plan to come back alive."

Hearing the words, the two pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"It has the deliciousness of fine wine, and the contention of gold and iron horses. It is heroic! This should be a good poem in China."

Although Wang Yi explained the meaning of the poem, the two of them didn't know much about Chinese culture.

Without a deep Chinese cultural background, just looking at this translated poem will not give you such a deep understanding.

Wang Yi raised his glass and said, "This poem has been recited through the ages."

(End of this chapter)