Chapter 482 Bartender
"Hello, my name is 'Hiroki Tsuji'." The man came over and said with a hint of arrogance, "Mr. Maori and I met at a professional golf tournament."

"Hello." Kisaki Eri and Xiaolan looked at the playboy who was surrounded by girls and nodded to greet him.

"Oh, I remember now." Uncle Maori stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "The US Open will start on the Thursday after next."

The U.S. Open is a well-known professional golf tournament and a feast that golf enthusiasts cannot miss.

"Yes." Hiroki said with a smile, "I have been practicing every day for this year, just for this day."

"Just wait and see, this year, I will definitely make it into the top 10!"

"I wish you a successful start." Uncle Maori smiled and complimented.

While the two adults were talking, Ze Yu whispered to Conan: "The name [Hiroki] is really popular."

"Yeah." Conan nodded in agreement.

The name 'Hiroki' is not rare, and it is normal to encounter people with the same name.

Of course, with the same name but different fates, there is only one genius Hiroki in the Conan world.

As for Hiroki Tsuji, who is now in his 30s?

He is just a kid from a rich family, at most he is good at playing golf, and he is not qualified to be compared with Hiroki Sawada.

So, after hearing his name, Conan was only surprised for a moment, and soon he didn't care anymore.

It's just the same name, no big deal.

After some conversation, several adults decided to have dinner in the restaurant. Uncle Mori was on one side and Hiroki was on the other, and both sides sat at adjacent tables.

Although Xiaolan appeared polite on the surface when facing Hiroki and others, she was still somewhat dissatisfied in her heart.

Xiaolan specially planned this family dinner so that her parents could communicate with each other at the dinner table.

Maybe, they can be reconciled.

As a result, a few electric bulbs came before the dinner even started, which made Xiaolan a little unhappy.

This dinner was a waste of time.

Of course, even if Xiaolan is not very happy in her heart, she will not show this little emotion on the surface.

Xiaolan smiled, and no one could notice anything unusual.

In the restaurant, a bartender poured red wine for everyone with a faint smile on his face.

This is a young man who is nearly 40 years old. He looks gentle and is a cultured person.

Although he is old, it can be seen from his slightly wrinkled face that he must have been a handsome guy when he was young.

Xiaolan glanced at the bartender, then turned around and explained to Conan and Ze Yu: "I remember that the bartender's name is 'Ze Mu', and he is a friend that my parents knew when they were very young."

"Oh..." Conan blinked and asked curiously, "What is the badge on this uncle's body?"

"This is the bartender's badge." Xiaolan explained, "This is a badge that only wine tasting experts are qualified to wear."

"Then what's hanging around his neck?" Conan asked with great curiosity, like a real child.

"That's a wine tasting disc..." Xiaolan explained patiently, as if she treated Conan as a real child.

Ze Yu drank juice quietly without saying anything.

"Xiaolan, you know a lot." Uncle Maori was a little surprised. "These are all written in Mr. Nishina's book." Xiaolan said: "The book says that red wine is suitable for room temperature, and white wine is suitable for storage at zero degrees refrigeration..."

"Yes, most people think so." After pouring the red wine, the bartender Zemu said with a smile: "However, the temperature of red wine varies from person to person."

Uncle Maori solemnly picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the red wine, and then said seriously: "This wine tastes very good."

Conan looked at Uncle Maori suspiciously, not sure if this guy was pretending.

Under normal circumstances, Uncle Maori only drinks beer and rarely drinks red wine because he can't afford it.

So, as to whether Uncle Maori can taste red wine?
Conan was a little unsure.

Could it be that a cow is chewing a peony?
The bartender Zemu didn't know what Conan was thinking. When he heard someone praising the red wine, he said happily, "A lighter red wine like this tastes good if you refrigerate it before drinking it."

"After being frozen, the cold taste can suppress the original astringency in the wine, so it tastes very good." Wine keeper Zemu talked freely.

Ze Yu put down the juice, looked at the bartender Ze Mu, and said silently: "Red wine tastes the same, but juice tastes better."

"Huh?" Conan was stunned.

In his eyes, Xiaoyu is very smart and will not cause trouble easily.

And now, when Ze Yu said this, wasn't he deliberately targeting the bartender Ze Mu and embarrassing him?
No matter how you look at it, Xiaoyu did it on purpose.

An idea came to Conan's mind.

Could it be that bartender Zemu offended Xiaoyu?
Conan guessed correctly, Ze Yu was indeed very unhappy with the bartender Zemu, and the reason why he deliberately said this was to anger the bartender Zemu.

Of course, Ze Yu was not lying, he was speaking from the heart because he did not know how to taste red wine and could not appreciate it.

Ze Yu had tried many varieties of red wine, and he felt that they all tasted the same and were boring.

It's more like juice.

Hearing Ze Yu's words, Ze Mu bartender was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Little friend, minors are not allowed to drink alcohol. If you drank red wine, you must have drunk it secretly, right?"

"However, a child of your age, even if you have drunk red wine, you will not be able to appreciate the delicious taste of red wine."

"When you grow up, you will understand the charm of red wine."

Ze Yu didn't say anything, just glanced at him casually, turned his head and looked elsewhere, too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

Seeing this, the corner of Zemu bartender's eye twitched, but there was still a smile on his face.

However, being kind on the surface doesn't mean he is kind in his heart.

No one except Ze Yu could notice that a deep murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the bartender Zemu.

He roared loudly in his heart.

How dare a kid who doesn't know how to taste wine speak nonsense here? !
He is simply looking for death!

Well, you have succeeded in irritating me.

The bartender Zemu was not polite and directly put Ze Yu on his kill list.

He made up his mind that if he had the chance, he would kill this boastful kid.

Bartender Zemu regards red wine as important as his own life, and he will not let go of anyone who dares to insult red wine.

(End of this chapter)