.Text There was a plate of honey-flavored ham salad, a plate of wine-flavored duck breast, a plate of herb cheese-flavored lamb chops. Bellachi brought out a plate of homemade pancakes and a bowl of fragrant broth from the kitchen, then picked up a silver wine pot and asked: "This is an adult red wine produced by Roman Farm, and then prepared according to the method taught by my father. It has the effect of strengthening the stomach and nourishing the spirit. Should Mr. Zu do you want to do some?"

Shi Tian nodded and said, "Yes." He knew that the wines made there were bright colors and smooth tastes. He was once one of the wine suppliers of Tianshi Castle and Shi Tian's favorite wine. Later, Shi Tian left the castle, and his servants no longer asked Roman Winery to send wine.

Bellagi smiled and poured wine for Shi Tianmian's glass. Shi Tian raised the wine glass and shook the gem-red wine. The familiar fragrance of wine suddenly came to his nose, and there was a fresh fragrance of flowers, as if the medium-sized breath was coming to his face. He felt very comfortable all over. He couldn't help but take a big sip. The taste was soft and the aftertaste was full, and he was still familiar with it, as if he brought him back to the days when he lived in the castle more than a hundred years ago. He couldn't help but sigh: "Very good..."

Seeing that Shi Tian had just taken a sip, the wine in the cup was almost over, Bellaqi chuckled and said, "Although this wine is good, the alcohol is quite strong. Miss Li just drank a little and not only fell asleep. Mr. Zu would rather drink it slowly." Although he said this, he placed the wine pot next to Shi Tian.

Shi Tian was not polite either. He picked up the wine pot and poured his cup full of wine, and said while drinking: "Don't worry, I don't take this little wine seriously. Not to mention this small pot, I'll be fine if I take it with it."

Bellachi couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect Mr. Zu to be so drunk. Unfortunately, there are few guests here, so there are not much wine stored and I can't afford Mr. Zu... to take a bath..."

Shi Tian laughed and said, "I'm just an example. Who would use wine to take a bath? Wouldn't it be more uncomfortable to wash your body? Besides, although the smell of this wine has not changed, it is fragrant by you. I'm not a woman, so how could I use it to take a bath?"

A trace of strange rays of sand passed in Bellachi's eyes and asked, "Mr. Zu seems to be very familiar with the wine brewed by Roman Farm. Did you drink it often before?"

Shi Tian nodded and said, "I have drunk a lot, but I haven't drunk it for many years."

Bellachi looked at the boy who was definitely not over twenty years old in front of him and felt a little funny. He asked with a little curious and joking tone: "Is that so, how many years have it been?"

Shi Tian was stunned and said, "Anyway, I can't remember it clearly for many years." In fact, if Shi Tian thought about it carefully, he could still calculate how many years he hadn't drunk this wine, but he was too lazy to think about it. No one would believe it after saying it.

Bellagi seemed to ask clearly, and then asked, "It's strange, how could orientals like Mr. Zu have been familiar with wine since childhood? Although the history of winemaking in Roman Farm has been around for hundreds of years, due to climate and geography, this special-flavored grape produces very few annual outputs, and naturally the wine produced is even less pitiful. As far as I know, they were all collected by some nobles in France and wealthy families at high prices, and even the people in the farm themselves can take a sip. They can't buy it in the French market, let alone in China. It has never applied for a trademark."

Shi Tian had heard the servant in charge of purchasing talk about the wines at Roman Farm, which was similar to what Bellagi said, and said: "I only drank this wine when I was in France, and I have never seen it anywhere else."

Bellachi smiled and said, "No wonder you speak French so well. It turns out that you have lived in France since you were a child. You should not be an ordinary family. Although this wine is not a world-famous wine, it has a unique flavor and a rare yield, so you can't buy it with money."

Speaking of family, Shi Tian couldn't help feeling a little melancholy. For more than a thousand years, only Shi Li and their grandmother Yang Rou had given him a stable family life for decades. Although he met Shi Li's sister, it was difficult to recognize his true identity. Shi Li's sister even gave him the rent for his ancestors, which was not like a family. For a moment, he was a little dazed and responded to Bellachi's topic casually: "I'm not sure, I'm only responsible for drinking, not buying wine." After saying that, the wine in the cup had to be poured on the wine glass again, but he felt that the wine pot in his hand suddenly became much heavier, and he felt a little drowsy. He couldn't help but shook his head and said in surprise: "Huh..."

Bellagi saw it, put down the knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and smiled and said, "Is this wine so strong? I told you that you can't drink too much or too fast."

Shi Tianqi said, "It's strange, this wine is indeed extraordinary." In fact, he knew that Bellachi must have been tampered with by the wine. This was not the feeling of being drunk at all. What made him feel strange was what magic medicine Bellachi used, and no type of drug could work on him before.

Bellachi said: "It's already surprising that you can drink so much." This is not a lie. Li Xiaoli just took a sip and couldn't stand it. She fell asleep immediately, but Shi Tian drank it like boiled water for a long time.

Shi Tian laughed and said, "So, you really want to use this wine to get me drunk, but although this wine is special, one or two pots can still be drunk." After that, he poured another glass, leaned over, and drank even harder than before, and his expression immediately returned to its original state.

The smile on Bellachi's face was gone, and a cold air appeared in her beautiful eyes. She looked at Shi Tian drinking like drinking water, and gritted her teeth and said: "It seems that I underestimated your alcohol tolerance, so you can drink it happily."

Shi Tian had already drunk the wine in the silver wine pot at this time, threw the empty silver wine pot on the table in front of Bellachi, and said, "How can this small pot be drunk happily? Didn't your father study some anthropology? I didn't expect the wine prepared was so special. Let me make a few pots and let me study it too."
Chapter completed!