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Chapter 559 "Flying Bird Collection" and the Three Masters of Short Stories (Second update, please subscribe)

Outside the cellars of the French royal family.

Prince Charles sat on a chair, waiting for Lin Xuan and the others.

The housekeeper Eli who was standing next to him thought for a while, feeling a little uneasy: "Your Highness, we just let Master Lin Xuan choose the red wine in the wine cellar. He won't pick out all our most precious wines, will he?"

He is well aware of how many treasures have been hidden in the wine cellars of the royal family for hundreds of years. Many fine wines have long since disappeared from the outside world and are only available in the royal family's wine cellars. Every bottle is an orphan.Even at today's Princess Mary's adult banquet, the royal family was reluctant to take out these treasures.

Charles waved his hand: "Don't worry, there are more than thousands of bottles in my royal wine cellar? Even if Master Lin Xuan can pick out hundreds of bottles, it's nothing. It also shows our tolerance, which can enhance the relationship between him and our royal family. This is one action get more!"

"Your Highness is wise."

Eli was relieved.

They don't know.

At this moment, in the depths of the wine cellar, Ye Tingyu was quickly recording notes on paper, while introducing to Lin Xuan: "Senior, this bottle of wine is 1735 Port wine, and there are no more than three bottles in the world's collection. This is The prestigious 1811 drop gold, which cannot be bought by the outside world, is regarded as the treasure of the store by collectors. This is Margaux in 90. This piece is basically Romanee-Conti from 1905 to 2005. Every bottle They're all treasures... so they must all be there.

Well, and this piece.The location of the French royal family is extremely inconspicuous, but each bottle lasts for a long time.They include Comandaria from Cyprus, and Massandra from the Royal Cellar of Crimea...every bottle of them cannot be missed.

Wow, this batch is actually all Larousse from 1865. My grandfather said that there are no more than 20 bottles in the world. I actually saw more than [-] bottles here and collected them all.

Here...all of them.

Here... also want all of them.

And here...all accepted.

Senior, I visited the wine cellar of the Queen on whom the sun never sets five years ago, but the collection in the Queen's wine cellar is less than one-third of the collection here, and even fewer treasures.Unexpectedly, there are so many treasures in the French wine cellar.No wonder Prince Charles turned green when Princess Mary said that she would give you a tenth of the fine wine in the wine cellar. "

Lin Xuan couldn't help smiling when he heard it: "I didn't expect that when I said one or two tons of red wine before, it was actually a lion who opened his mouth. Who would have thought that the French royal family has so many treasures. Listen to the rain, how do you know So much wine knowledge?"

Ye Tingyu said while choosing: "Red wine tasting is basically something that every child of a big family must master. Without this knowledge, it will be difficult for you to stand in the same circle as the upper class. My grandfather said: You don’t need to know how to drink, but you must know how to drink.”

Lin Xuan said: "Isn't it boring to learn these knowledge?"

Ye Tingyu smiled softly: "My brother doesn't like it, but I don't find it boring. Because every kind of wine has many interesting stories and knowledge behind it. It can be said that every bottle of wine in this wine cellar has additional It has important historical and cultural value. This is another important reason why they are valuable. You see, seniors, this bottle of Comandareia does not look like anything, but its brewing history can be traced back to the cross in the 12th century. The era of the Eastern Expedition..."

Lin Xuan enjoyed this atmosphere very much, listening to Ye Tingyu gently explaining the knowledge to him, and looking at the dazzling array of wine cellars, he felt inexplicably satisfied.

One hour.

two hours.

It wasn't until after eight o'clock in the evening that Ye Tingyu held Lin Xuan's arm, and the two walked out of the wine cellar.

Charles, who had been waiting outside, suddenly stood up and greeted him: "Master Lin Xuan, have you chosen?"

"Selected."

Lin Xuan handed the fine wine recorded in his hand to Charles, and said with a smile, "Prince Charles, this time it cost you money."

"Master Lin Xuan, where are you talking?"

Charles took the list and handed it to Eli, "Eli, pack the wine on the list as soon as possible, and ship it to China as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, he continued: "Master Lin Xuan, why don't you stay here for a few more days. Our royal family has a rich history, and it will definitely make you linger."

Lin Xuan shook his head and declined politely: "Thank you for your hospitality, but I have already received an invitation from Master Reps, so I will rush to Germany early tomorrow morning, please forgive me."

After a few polite words between the two.

Lin Xuan and Ye Tingyu left here.

As for the subsequent transportation of red wine, he does not need to worry at all.He believed that the French royal family would take care of everything for him.

Until Lin Xuan left.

Charles sighed leisurely, turned his head and was about to speak, when suddenly his expression froze.

I saw that Eli, who was still calm just now, stared at the red wine list in his hand with rounded eyes, and was trembling slightly.

Charles' heart skipped a beat: "Eli, what's the matter?"

Eli's voice was trembling, and he handed over the list: "Your Highness...Your Highness, please read this list."

Charles took it, just glanced at it, and suddenly froze.

Dijin, Margaux, Romanee-Conti, Massandra, Larousse...

Looking at the familiar names on it, Charles seemed to have turned into a sculpture, his brain buzzing.After a few minutes, he raised his head and smiled wryly: "Good Lin Xuan, this is almost emptying out the hundreds of years of treasures in my royal wine cellar."

Eli quickly said: "Your Highness, what should we do?"

Charles stared at the list, and finally shook his head after a while: "What else can I do? Pack it up and send it to Lin Xuan. Now that we have said something, we can't go back on it."

He smiled bitterly in his heart. He dared to let Lin Xuan enter the wine cellar to pick wine because he had investigated Lin Xuan's identity and background. The other party was just a child of an ordinary family in Huaxia. Such a person must have no research on fine wine.In this case, he might as well pretend to be generous and let Lin Xuan choose freely.But who would have thought of this result.

"It seems that the little girlfriend next to Lin Xuan is extraordinary."

Charles smiled wryly.

Thinking about it, Lin Xuan is such a talented person, how could his girlfriend be ordinary.

After pondering for a moment, Charles suddenly said, "Eli, not only do you want to send all the items on the list to Lin Xuan, but also, take five thousand bottles of Lafite from the wine cellar and send them over."

"what?"

Eli was stunned.

Charles said in a deep voice: "Lafite can only be regarded as an ordinary red wine here. In terms of real value, [-] bottles of Lafite are not worth fifty bottles of treasure. But I have studied Chinese culture, and the people of China have a lot of love for Lafite. It is a kind of special favor. Many people even think that Lafite is the best red wine in the world. So you gave these Lafite to Lin Xuan in the name of the royal family, and then said that they are fine wines for Lin Xuan and Miss Ye at the wedding banquet in the future. Anyway, we lost so many collections, and we don't care about the five thousand bottles of Lafite anymore.

Do this: first, it can deepen Lin Xuan's affection for us, so that we may not have the opportunity to invite him again in the future.Second, if Lin Xuan will use all the red wine of our royal family in the future wedding banquet, how much positive publicity effect will this have for us? "

"Your Highness is wise!"

Eli's eyes brightened, his face full of admiration.

……

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Early the next morning.

Lin Xuan and Ye Tingyu left Chambord Castle.

On the way, Ye Youlei yelled, "Brother Xuan, many reporters followed us. What the hell, if it was in China, which reporter would dare to be so blatant?"

Lin Xuan glanced behind him, and sure enough, there was a crowd of reporters all following behind them.

After all, he is a top international piano master, and today he showed his talent in literature during the day, and he can be called the first person in China.Lin Xuan like this is a news hotspot by nature, so how could these European and American media reporters abandon him?

He smiled: "Follow, just follow, let them shoot!"

"Oh."

Ye Youlei knew he had no choice but to continue driving resentfully.

On the other hand, Lin Xuan, seeing so many top streaming media reporters following behind him, his heart became warm: "How about... take this opportunity to start my plan to carry the banner in advance?"

He glanced at the almost all international media behind him, and gradually became excited.

Immediately.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes.

How to carry the banner?
There is only one rough solution: let yourself come up with more poems and novels that can amaze the international literary world.

The vague memories that had been hidden in the depths of his memory for five or six years gradually emerged in his mind, and under the effect of memory re-engraving, they gradually became clear and vivid.

In a trance.

That was when Lin Xuan was in high school.

At that time, his deskmate was a girl who was particularly fond of literature. The girl's name was Chen Mei.

Almost every day, Lin Xuan could see Chen Mei read with relish reading novels and poetry collections that he had never heard before.

Until one time Lin Xuan asked Chen Mei what she was looking at.

Chen Mei handed over a thick collection of poetry in her hand: "Don't you know? Tagore's "Flying Birds"."

Lin Xuan looked blankly at the collection of poems that Chen Meisai gave him. After flipping through them, he found that they seemed to be full of poems in both Chinese and English. He asked, "Are you so good? Read the original English novel?"

Chen Mei giggled and said, "You don't understand that, do you? The original texts of these famous works by literary giants look more interesting. If you read the translated text, you will lose a lot of artistic conception. Do you want to read it? I'll lend it to you."

"Okay, I'll take a look."

At that time, Lin Xuan just pretended to read the whole book for the sake of face.He even said something cheap: "Indeed, English seems to have a lot more flavor. Are there any other masterpieces? I'll take a look too."

then.

Under Lin Xuan's dull gaze, Chen Mei took out a thick stack of books from the drawer: "Wuthering Heights", "Gone with the Wind", "Norwegian Woods"...etc.

Lin Xuan pretended to take the top book inadvertently: "Well, let me read this one."

When he opened it, he saw a few words: world classic short stories.The hundreds of short stories included in it are basically the works of Maupassant, Chekhov, and O. Henry.

Of course, Lin Xuan was no stranger to these three people.

It is written in the history books: the world's three great masters of short stories.

The pretentious Lin Xuan had no choice but to put on a disheveled head and pretend to turn them over: "Well, not bad, the writing is really good."

For the next ten days or so, the face-saving Lin Xuan almost every day, under Chen Mei's enthusiastic recommendation, looked through her favorite works... It's a pity that Lin Xuan didn't know what he was looking at.

Lin Xuan never dreamed that the stubborn and sad history at that time has become an extremely precious memory for him now.

""Flying Birds" and the works of the three great short story masters are enough!"

In the car.

Pages of dusty memories flashed before Lin Xuan, who closed his eyes, with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)