Counterattack 1988

Chapter 976 Wenjuan!Wen Juan!
Provence is located in the south of France, bordering on the blue coast of the Mediterranean Sea. According to legend, this place is the hometown of lavender, and it produces high-quality wine.

Wang Lin and the others came at the right time to see the last beauty of this season's lavender.

Victor has a house in Paris, but the place where he usually lives most is still in Provence.

He has a classical manor here, which is a luxurious big villa.

He also bought a red winery, mainly for his family to drink, and then sold it in his own supermarket.

Wang Lin came to Victor's villa.

What a beautiful romantic spot!

If someone says that Provence is completely romantic, it is probably not too much, because in addition to the long-standing romantic love legend, there is also Marseille, which is famous for "Marseillaise", and Yves, who is well-known for "The Count of Monte Cristo". The island, as well as the elegant university towns of Aix and Avignon, the medieval villas with a long aftertaste, and the cozy small cafes on the street.

Numerous painters and writers have created popular works here, including Cézanne, Van Gogh, Monet, Picasso, Chagall, etc., who all started a new stage of artistic life in Provence, and also attracted American writers Fitzgerald, British writer Lawrence, scientist Huxley, German poet Nietzsche and others came to the pilgrimage.

No matter how beautiful the scenery of a place is, if it lacks the human history, it will be worthless.

Victor entertained Wang Lin and his party at home, and because he was in a bad mood, he urged Wang Lin to drink.

"No, my friend," Wang Lin waved his hand, "I will definitely drink wine, but I want to save it for the evening. I also want to see your red winery and the endless lavender."

Victor agrees.

After the meal, Victor asked his servant to bring out some horses, and said to Wang Lin, "Let's men go there on horseback, and women go there by car. Let's go to see the lavender first, and then go to my red winery. We don't drink wine there." Don't go home drunk."

Li Wenjuan saw a horse riding, so she wanted to try it too.

Wang Lin quickly grabbed Li Wenjuan's hand and said, "Wenjuan, you have never ridden a horse. This horse is not a bicycle, so it's not easy to ride."

"What are you afraid of! I'll ride!" Li Wenjuan grinned, "Why don't you take me? Let's ride on the same horse? If you don't take me, I'll ride by myself!"

Wang Lin was really afraid that she would fall, and he didn't dare to let her ride alone, so he said, "Then you come!"

Li Wenjuan walked up to Wang Lin with a smile, grabbed the saddle, and wanted to get on the horse's back.

But the horse was not short. She tried several times but failed to get on it.

"Brother-in-law, how do you get up there?" Li Wenjuan looked at Wang Lin, "You're still laughing, don't help me!"

Wang Lin laughed, supported her buttocks, and lifted her up hard.

Li Wenjuan followed her strength and got on the horse.

After Wang Lin helped her up, he climbed on the saddle and got on the horse himself, and said to Sister Lin and the others: "You guys come here by car, we'll go first."

Sister Lin pursed her lips and said with a smile: "You only take Wenjuan, don't you take me? I'm going to be sad and jealous!"

Li Wenjuan giggled and said, "Sister Lin, come on, sit on the back of my brother-in-law and just hug him."

Sister Lin was joking, of course, and said with a smile: "How can such a thin horse carry the three of us? Don't fall! I'd better take the carriage!"

Victor got on the horse a long time ago, patted the horse's buttocks, and the horse galloped forward.

Wang Lin rushed up on his horse.

The back of the horse is only so wide, and the saddle is narrower. If two people sit together, the person in front can only lie in the arms of the person behind, and the two people must be very close.

Wang Lin stuck close to Li Wenjuan, controlled the horse's head, and followed Victor closely.

"Brother-in-law, it's fun!" Li Wenjuan said happily, bouncing on the horse's back, "Let's build a farm like this, and feed a few more horses."

Li Wenjuan's strands of hair floated on Wang Lin's face, and bursts of fragrance penetrated into Wang Lin's nose.

Wang Lin had an itchy nose, coughed lightly, and said, "Our racecourse is under construction, and we can ride our own horses next year."

Li Wenjuan turned her head and touched his face: "Wow! Great, brother-in-law, you want to teach me how to ride a horse!"

Wang Lin stared at her big eyes: "Wenjuan, don't move around, I'm not very good at riding a horse."

"This horse is very well-behaved." Li Wenjuan said, "It's just running too slowly, I'll give it a pat!"

Just as Wang Lin was about to tell you not to pat, Li Wenjuan's hand had already patted the horse's back.

The horse suddenly stood upright and neighed.

Wang Lin had a premonition, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and tightened the reins: "Wenjuan, don't slap the horse indiscriminately!"

Victor turned his horse's head and yelled this way.

Fortunately, the horse was well-trained and calmed down quickly.

Li Wenjuan didn't find it dangerous at all, but found it interesting, she giggled and said, "Brother-in-law, this horse is very psychic."

Wang Lindao: "A horse is a faithful and good friend of mankind."

Li Wenjuan said: "I see, pigs are our good friends."

"why?"

“Pork is delicious!”

"..."

This horse is well controlled.

Wang Lin gradually mastered some methods, so he could ride his horse forward.

The vision ahead suddenly widened.

A large expanse of purple lavender stretches into the distance like an ocean.

The best months to see lavender are from June to August.

By September, most lavender has withered.

Lavender rarely blooms until October.Although the original species cannot bloom in four seasons, there is a kind of lavender that can bloom continuously throughout the year as long as the temperature is suitable.If you want it to bloom, you need to ensure sufficient light and a suitable temperature, and at the same time add a little phosphorus and potassium fertilizer.

Wang Lin and the others saw that this field of lavender was Feather Lavender. In addition, this is the hometown of lavender, with sufficient sunlight, a large field of lavender bloomed extraordinarily beautifully.

"Brother-in-law, it's so beautiful!" Li Wenjuan pointed at the sea of ​​flowers.

Wang Lin hummed and reined in the horse's head.

The horse stopped.

Li Wenjuan turned around and kissed Wang Lin on the face: "Thank you brother-in-law for bringing me here and fulfilling my little wish."

Wang Lin was sitting next to her. He didn't feel anything was wrong when he was riding the horse just now, but when he stopped now, his body was naturally inconvenient.

He smiled awkwardly: "Wenjuan, let's dismount and walk!"

"That's it! Sitting on the horseback, you can see farther!" Li Wenjuan was unwilling to get off the horse, and twisted her waist.

This will kill Wang Lin!

He is a majestic man, how can he stand up to the torture of a woman?
Just as Wang Lin was about to speak, he saw a flock of birds flying over there. The birds flew very low, and a large flock flew by, which was very spectacular.

He stared blankly.

Li Wenjuan pointed at the birds and said, "Brother-in-law, they won't drop bird shit on me, will they?"

Wang Lin couldn't help laughing when he thought of her being hit by pigeon dung.

The flock of birds flew away.

Wang Lin and Li Wenjuan got off their horses one after another and walked towards the sea of ​​lavender flowers.

Victor sat down on a small slope.

No matter how beautiful the scenery here is, he has long been used to it and doesn't take it seriously. Seeing Wang Lin and the others so happy, he just smiled.

Sister Lin and the others arrived afterward, and were amazed by the purple sea of ​​flowers in front of Ken, and they all let out exclamations.

Next, the women will naturally take a photo with Huahai.

Wang Lin is honored to be the photographer.

After taking a single photo of each of them, Wang Lin handed the camera to Sister Lin and asked her to take a photo for himself.

It is rare to come to the south of France. Even if you come next time, you may not necessarily go to Provence, nor may you catch up with the lavender blooming season.

Li Wenjuan ran over, hugged Wang Lin's arm, and asked Lin sister to take a group photo.

There is a windmill house on one side of the sea of ​​flowers, which is not inhabited, and it is probably a decorative attraction.

The windmill house is white, and people stand by the house to take pictures. The background is very beautiful and exotic.

After taking photos for an hour, everyone's interest shifted to the sea of ​​flowers, and they ran back and forth among the sea of ​​flowers.

Strolling in the lavender field, feeling the breeze blowing oncoming, smelling the faint fragrance of lavender, just taking a random shot is a beautiful masterpiece, without any pre-composition and post-editing at all.

The sea of ​​purple flowers, with the blue sky and white clouds, is like an oil painting by a painter.

Wang Lin and the others wandered in the sea of ​​flowers until [-]:[-] in the evening before leaving.

Under the setting sun, a touch of golden color is in sharp contrast with the purple of lavender. Such a high color saturation does not make people feel too bright, but makes people feel that the beauty is extraordinarily vivid, which is really fascinating.

In the evening, Wang Lin and the others dined at Victor's wine estate.

Victor gave this winery a nice Chinese name: "Kirin Winery."

Wang Lin likes the very Chinese translation of this winery, just as he likes the blooming Milanese plants at the entrance of the winery.

It is the harvest season of grape picking, and the vineyards are full of fruitful fruits.

Just as Wang Lin was looking at the vineyard in the sunset, there was a sudden gunshot.

The sound of "Boom!" startled Wang Lin and the others.

For Chinese people, gunshots are very unfamiliar.

No matter where it is, it is startling to hear gunshots.

Li Wenjuan and the others were also horrified.

"Brother-in-law, why is there the sound of gunshots?" Li Wenjuan's voice trembled.

Wang Lin was also puzzled and looked at Victor.He knows that guns are rampant abroad, but it shouldn't be to this extent, right?This is in broad daylight, just playing around like this?
Victor said quickly: "Don't be afraid, it's just driving away the birds. When the grapes are ripe, the birds will come to peck them. It's annoying, and the only way to drive them away is with the sound of muskets."

Only then did Wang Lin and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

Victor invited Wang Lin and his party to enter the winery.

The dinner time of the French is generally from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening, and they will drink some wine appropriately during dinner.

It is the habit of the French to pair different wines with different dishes.

Every nation has certain rules when eating.

There are also many particularities in French dining, as well as what kind of wine to pair with what kind of dishes.

Drink liqueur before meals, and dry white wine with aquatic and poultry dishes during meals.Meat dishes are paired with dry red wine. The French consume more wine, which is a must for almost every meal.

When you are a guest at a French home, you must not use a bottle of wine and flowers as a gift like you are a guest at an Anglo-American home. This is tantamount to mocking the lack of wine at the host's house!Physically injurious but highly insulting.Generally speaking, the French will bring a box of chocolates as a gift.

If you have already had a drink, whether it is the host or the guest, as long as someone raises a glass to you, then you have to drink again, even if it is only a token wet lip, which is a polite response.If you are a guest at someone's house, even if the host has not given you the toast, and someone proposes a toast to you at this time, you have to drink it.So when drinking, don't rush to drink too much, because you don't know who else will toast to you later, so you have to save your stomach to digest the enthusiasm of the French.

Every time Wang Lin picked up a cup to drink, he could feel the host looking at him through the rim of the cup. At first he thought it was strange, but he soon realized that the other person was not malicious, nor was he trying to spy on anything. Just observing whether he is drunk and whether he can continue.

After putting down the wine glass, Wang Lin picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth.

He turned his head to look at Li Wenjuan, and said in a low voice, "Wenjuan, after drinking the wine, wipe the corners of her mouth, her lips turned purple."

"Oh!" Li Wenjuan responded, but stuck out her tongue and licked around her lips, thinking it was wiping.

Wang Lin: "..."

Victor and his wife are very hospitable people, chatting with Wang Lin while toasting.

Anyway, this is the winery, the best wine is enough!
Li Wenjuan thought that it would be okay to be drunk anyway, and that the red wine was indeed delicious, so she kept drinking it greedily.

A good wine is particularly clear and sweet when drinking, but it has a particularly strong aftertaste.

Wang Lin intentionally left a little wine in the glass, expressing that he didn't need to drink any more.

He chatted with Victor all over the world, and talked about the acquisition of wine estates.

Victor told Wang Lin that there was a winery next to him that was about to be sold, and if Wang Lin was interested, he could help out, and the price was about 2000 million RMB.

Wang Lin felt unreliable when he heard it.

Although he didn't stay in Victor's winery for a long time, he discovered many things.

The maintenance of the winery is particularly difficult, and a small winery also needs a lot of workers.

Wang Lin is far away in the country, and he is unable to take care of the winery here. If he usually drinks, he can buy it from Victor, and there is still a lot of red wine in the wine cellar of Wang's Villa, which is enough for him to consume for a while.

If it is an investment, ordinary wineries are not worth investing in.

To Wang Lin, the profit generated by red wine was insignificant.

The benefits of buying a winery can probably be used to improve your quality.

In the upper class, especially in China, if you say that you have opened several factories, no one thinks you are so great, but when you say that you bought a winery in France, people immediately feel that you are tall.

This pair of own tastes can no longer be displayed in the rich circle, and it has been displayed to the end.

Spend tens of millions to buy a yacht, buy a private jet, what's the matter, vulgar!Full of nouveau riche temperament, too LOW. Too LOW, bah!

Can you have me picking grapes to make wine myself, sitting on a chair looking at the mountains and rivers and shaking the red wine glass with taste?
Therefore, when a red winery shows its taste, it is also a good source of communication and a bargaining chip.

Moreover, the price of this grade improvement is not expensive, tens of millions of RMB, which is equivalent to the price of a suite in a first-tier city in later generations.

However, Wang Lin has heard people say that 95% of the wineries for sale in France are priced but not sold, and no one buys them at all.

The price of buying a winery is tens of millions. It seems that the price is not expensive, but this is just the purchase price. It seems that buying a printer is more than 200 yuan, but the ink cartridges are expensive, and one is more than 100.

It costs tens of millions to acquire a winery, but in the future, another tens of millions will be invested in the operation, and the follow-up cost will be extremely high.

Oak barrels are generally replaced every 3 years, and more importantly, they are replaced every 300 to 800 year. The cost of an oak barrel is 500 to 1000 yuan, and [-] to [-] barrels are needed for each replacement, which is [-] million to [-] million yuan.

The newly planted vines cannot make wine for the first 5 years, and can only be eaten or used as fertilizer.

Let alone 5 years, the wines produced from grapes that are 20 years old are very average.

Only 30-80-year-old vines can produce red wine with good taste and endless aftertaste.

Then the operating expenses and grape expenses for the first five years will be in vain.

In addition, you have to hire a winemaker, you have to buy a lot of equipment, and you have to have someone to take care of it.

Vineyard care requires logistics channels, dealing with local wine merchants and chambers of commerce, etc.

After this whole set, if there are no tens of millions, it will not come down.

To sum up, setting up a red winery looks very tasteful, but in fact, it is a black hole for investing money.

It's not that you can make money immediately after buying it. The real situation is that basically, most of the investment paths of big shots in red wine are not making money, or even losing money.

If you have a lot of money and just want to buy a winery for fun, that's fine.

But Wang Lin rarely comes to France, and he can also play at Victor's winery when he comes, there is no need to buy a winery.

He told Victor his analysis.

Victor sighed deeply: "Hearing what you said, I thought about it carefully. My winery seems to be losing money!"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "You are different. You live here, which is equivalent to your own manor. If I have such a large land in the countryside, I can also build a red winery."

Victor raised his glass: "OK! Then don't buy it for now. You can buy it when you want to come to our France to settle down someday! There are so many wineries here!"

Li Wenjuan said with a smile: "My brother-in-law cannot come to France to settle down! His wife and children are all in our country!"

Victor laughed and said, "That's not necessarily the case, maybe Wang Lin also found a beautiful little lover in France?"

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested.

Thinking of Sophie Marceau, Wang Lin couldn't help but feel dizzy.

He had already drank a lot, and now he was even more drunk.

In a daze, he felt that he was being helped to the bedroom.

He looked at the person in front of him, suddenly threw her on the bed, and murmured, "Wenjuan! Wenjuan!"

Li Wenjuan instantly petrified!
Is he calling my name?
"Wenjuan! Wenjuan!" Wang Lin was in a daze, and his hands became dishonest.

This time, Li Wenjuan clearly heard that what Wang Lin was calling was Wenjuan, her name, not that of her sister Li Wenxiu.

She relaxed herself slowly, closed her eyes slowly, and let Wang Lin...

(End of this chapter)