Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1533
Chapter 1533: Chapter 1520: Ling Realm's Wine Brewing Technique Has Declined? Not as Good as Sun Family Brewery_1 Chapter 1533: Chapter 1520: Ling Realm's Wine Brewing Technique Has Declined? Not as Good as Sun Family Brewery_1 “We still have to wait.”
Little Kingfisher flapped its wings and flew a circle around the guest room. Not finding any treasures it fancied, its mood dimmed, and it landed back on its master's shoulder.
“While they're not here yet, let's have a few sips of the wine I bought and try the taste.”
Lin Qingluo was in high spirits. With a gentle wave of her slender hand, a soft spiritual power rolled ten jars of Spiritual Wine back, neatly arranged inside the meeting room.
Glancing at the wine jars, she smiled and took out a glass wine cup.
With a slap on the wine jar, the seal at the mouth dissolved, and the Spiritual Wine flowed like a stream into the wine cup.
“Master, try a sip and guess the age.”
Little Kingfisher was in a playful mood, using its small wings to cover the label on the jar and not letting its master see.
“Sure.”
Lin Qingluo had the same intention and raised the wine glass to take a sip, her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
“Have you guessed it?”
Little Kingfisher looked at its master with great interest.
“This wine is somewhat lacking.”
Lin Qingluo drank all the wine in the cup, showing a bit of dissatisfaction: “It's a ten-year-old Hundred-Flower Brew. The age is correct, but the ingredients are incomplete. The flower juice fermentation is slightly off, not fragrant enough, sour on the tip of the tongue, and the taste is not satisfactory.”
“Incomplete ingredients should be a problem with the wine recipe.”
Little Kingfisher has a quick mind and kept up with its master's rhythm.
“Let's try another jar.”
As Lin Qingluo's left hand flashed a sparkling light, she slapped open another wine jar.
As the Spiritual Wine went down her throat, her delicate eyebrows tightened.
“Master, how is it?”
Little Kingfisher was extremely curious.
“This jar of wine is also no good.”
Lin Qingluo shook the wine glass and gave an accurate review: “A twenty-year-old Fruit Wine, sweet and fragrant, but not spicy enough. It's like drinking fruit juice, without the feeling of drinking wine. The quantity of Cornus Fruit must be wrong, too much, causing the sugar concentration to exceed the standard…”
“Master,”
Little Kingfisher rolled its eyes, giving a teasing look: “Maybe it's not that the Spiritual Wine isn't good enough, but you're used to the celestial fine wine, and your mouth has become picky. You may not like ordinary Spiritual Wine. You might as well drink the oldest vintage directly.”
“Makes sense.”
Lin Qingluo gladly accepted Little Kingfisher's suggestion: “Then let's try the oldest one, the hundred-year fine wine.”
The hundred-year Hundred-Flower Brew was unsealed, and the fragrance filled the air.
“Master, have a taste.”
Little Kingfisher couldn't wait, urging its master impatiently.
“Alright.”
Lin Qingluo had a bit of expectation. She slapped the wine jar, and a stream of wine followed the direction of her spiritual power into the wine glass.
She took a sip from the glass, and her anticipation disappeared instantly.
“How come the wine-making skills in the Spirit Realm have regressed? This hundred-year fine wine is far less enjoyable than the Sun Family Brewery's wine in Furong Town. Is it because my tongue has become too picky?”
Thinking in her mind, she put down the wine glass and took out a jar of 20-year-old Hundred-Flower Brew from her Storage Ring that she had purchased from Sun Family Brewery in Furong Town before leaving. She broke the seal and poured a glass.
As the delicious wine went down her throat, fragrant and pleasant, she narrowed her eyes in comfort and showed a look of intoxication.
“It smells so good!”
“What kind of wine is this? It smells so fragrant!”
The door to the guest room opened from the outside, and three elegantly dressed young people entered.
One of them was exceptionally handsome. Smelling the fragrance of the wine, he rushed to the wine jar before his two companions.
He was too excited and stumbled a meter away from Lin Qingluo, losing his balance, and lunged forward.
Lin Qingluo had quick reactions. With a single finger, she propped up his forehead, avoiding the embarrassment of the two colliding.
“Immortal, where did you buy this jar of wine? Can you tell me?”
The shameless young man didn't apologize after stabilizing his body. Instead, he squeezed his eyes and cast an ambiguous, flirty glance.
Lin Qingluo shuddered uncomfortably and shook off a chill, as if rid of goosebumps.
Chapter end
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