In faraway Europe, there is a wine estate in Bordeaux, France.
A luxury tourist bus drove in and stopped in the square in front of an ancient European castle.
Two Chinese tour guides and three white tour guides jumped out of the car. After getting off the car, the five of them whispered a few words to the manor staff who came to greet them, and then nodded and bowed to invite the people in the car to get off.
After the members of the Lin family tour group got off the bus one by one, they started taking pictures with their mobile phones.
"Wow, this is the castle? Are there any vampires?"
"Ah, Count Dakra doesn't suck blood. He only eats tomato sauce, okay?"
“Hahaha~~~”
After Lin Sanqi got off the car, he looked around, took a few deep breaths, and then nodded.
"The air here is great, almost the same as it was in 1964, with no pollution. No wonder it's so famous for its wines."
The third brother Lin Hang said with disdain:
"You talk like you've been to 1964, but the air here is similar to the mountainous area of Qingyuan. I wonder if they raise chickens here. I've been out for half a month and I'm craving boiled chicken."
Tour guide Xiao Zheng smiled and patted his chest and said:
"Mr. Lin wants to eat boiled chicken, isn't that easy? There are so many Chinese restaurants in France. Leave it to me. I promise to make sure you have a good meal tonight."
For the tour guide, for such wealthy people with a tour fee of 500,000 per person, let alone eating a boiled chicken, even if they want to eat a big horse, it can be done immediately.
Another white tour guide, Jacob, also joined in with jokes to liven up the atmosphere.
"What the bosses don't know is that in France, or even in the whole of Europe, the owners of Chinese restaurants are Chinese, and the owners of Japanese restaurants and Korean kimchi shops may also be Chinese.
Especially sushi, which the Japanese are most proud of, is almost 100% monopolized by you Wenzhou people. If you go into any Japanese restaurant and say "private Masai", the owner may not understand, but if you say "Nihe", the owner will smile and nod at you.
Lin Hai was a little surprised when he heard this:
"Why? Don't Japanese restaurants serve the Japanese's hometown food?"
Tour guide Xiao Zheng said with a smile:
"The reason is actually very simple. Since the 1980s, a large number of Chinese immigrants have poured into Europe and the United States. Due to language and skill constraints, most people choose to open Chinese restaurants to make a living.
But as the Chinese food market intensifies, a bowl of fried rice has fallen from $5 to $3, and profit margins have been squeezed out. This seems to be a bad habit of the Chinese, who like to engage in price wars.
At the same time, Japanese food is sought after for its "high-end and refined" image. The average consumption per person in Paris sushi restaurants has soared from US$30 to US$70, almost twice that of Chinese food.
So some Chinese people went to Japanese restaurants to learn from them and found that making sushi was extremely easy.
Chinese food is all about controlling the heat, stirring the wok, and seasoning, which is time-consuming and laborious. In Japanese cuisine, many kitchens don't even need to turn on the heat; they just cut the fish and make the sushi.
Smart Chinese bosses discovered a business opportunity: since Westerners cannot distinguish between Chinese and Japanese food, why not use the "high-end shell" of Japanese food to sell more cost-effective meals?
Thus, a "Chinese-Japanese food revolution" began. No expensive cooking equipment was needed, only a knife and a set of plating tools were needed to package extremely low-cost cold food into "Japanese aesthetics."
Moreover, our Chinese bosses understand the market rules better. For example, they add cheese, avocado, and barbecue to sushi, and even launch "Mexican roll sushi", conquering local stomachs with Western ingredients.
The menu includes sashimi, steamed dumplings, curry rice, and even a "Chinese, Japanese, and Korean mixed set meal" to meet diverse needs.
In order to attract customers, many stores lowered their prices and launched "all-you-can-eat sushi" packages. Sushi restaurants owned by Wenzhou owners quickly captured the market with their low prices, high efficiency and catering to the tastes of local people.
When sushi became the "Pinduoduo" of the catering industry, those with a keen sense of smell have already moved on to new markets, selling Japanese ramen, Korean fried chicken, asam curry, and Sawadee Ka milk tea, almost dominating the European catering industry.
The white tour guide Jacob also smiled and said in Chinese:
"In order to save costs and improve efficiency, there are manufacturers who specialize in selling automatic sushi machines. The same machine can make nigiri, gunkan, sushi, and rice balls, saving even the labor cost.
Use pre-prepared food wherever possible. Foreigners grew up eating canned food anyway, so they can't tell the difference between premium sushi and regular sushi. It's just a rice ball, after all."
Hahahaha~~~
Everyone was amused by the little foreigner.
Lin Hai laughed and scolded:
"Jacob, you are just a little foreigner, how dare you say this about your compatriots?"
Jacob said righteously:
"No, I'm studying in China, and my girlfriend is Chinese too. I now feel like a genuine Chinese, not a French person."
Everyone laughed even harder.
Lin Sanqi also joked:
"Then Comrade Jacob, you can now show us around this world-class vineyard."
Lin Hang said exaggeratedly:
"This is Lafite. In our nouveau riche circle, we only recognize Lafite when it comes to foreign liquor, especially the 1982 Lafite. This is definitely more prestigious than the 20-year-old Moutai."
Jacob chuckled playfully twice:
"Lin, I'll just tell you one statistic: the annual production of Lafite is a maximum of 40,000 cases, and one-third of that is not of the right quality to be called Lafite.
I know Chinese people love to drink Lafite. If I'm not mistaken, over the past 30 years, I'm afraid more than 4 million bottles of 1982 Lafite have been consumed in China alone, right?"
Everyone burst into laughter again.
"Just like we French people can't tell the difference between the worst sushi and the best sushi, you Chinese people can't tell the difference between famous wine and ordinary wine. If you don't believe me, we can try it today."
After all, Lin Hang was a billionaire, so he said unconvincedly:
"That's not necessarily true. I've tried all sorts of foreign liquors and can tell the difference between good and bad, like smoothness, acidity, and tannins."
Jacob shrugged and said nothing.
"Lin, let's start with the tour. Now, Ade, the steward of Chateau Lafite, will take you on a tour of the castle. Afterwards, we can enter the core wine cellar. Finally, we can taste red wines from different vintages."
Lin Sanqi brought his relatives on a group vacation this time, and the group fee was generous.
In addition to staying in the best hotels and going to the best restaurants, another requirement is to personalize each tourist attraction.
In particular, he specifically asked to visit some of the most famous wineries.
Led by the housekeeper, everyone began to visit with great interest.
Yin Lianyi held Lin Sanqi's hand and walked with a little curiosity:
"Hey, Thirteen O'clock, are you planning to buy a winery? I heard that there are many wealthy people and celebrities in China. There are reports that Ma Yun, Huang Xiaoming, Shi Yuzhu, Big Eye Princess, Liu Jialing, etc. have all bought wineries in France.
Oh, and there's that basketball player Yao Ming. He's the one who's bought the most wineries, publicly saying he's bought six, all in the US and Europe."
Lin Sanqi was a little surprised:
"Yao? Isn't he the pride of the nation? A national brand? How come he, like me, has all his assets invested overseas?"
Yin Lianyi curled her lips:
"He's very smart. His daughter was born with US residency. She earns money playing basketball abroad while collecting advertising endorsement fees in China. She invests all her earnings in Europe and America. Just wait and see. In a few years, she will become a complete American."
Lin Sanqi chuckled:
"That was still me. I was a real villain. I clearly didn't trust certain domestic capitals and ran away from them. Unlike them, they said no with their mouths but were honest with their bodies."
Lin Sanqi was joking, but he was actually thinking about something else.
As he began to launch antibiotics in another time and space, it was destined to become a global sensation and was subsequently sold all over the world.
But whether it is the US dollar, the pound, the mark, the lira, the franc, etc., they are all pieces of waste paper to him and are of little use to him personally.
What he wants is something that can travel between two time and space and can monetize traffic.
Red wine is undoubtedly a good choice.
Mouton, Lafite, Sassicaia, Dom Perignon, Petrus and Romanee-Conti, all of them are sold at sky-high prices, are very popular in the market and are very easy to cash in.
If the wine from the 1950s and 1960s were brought to 2016 and sold on the market, it would be a big business.
What if the vintage of the wine you traveled through is not up to standard and is easily exposed?
In fact, this question is not a problem at all, because Chinese people even enjoy drinking fake Lafite, so what kind of taste can the real Romanee-Conti have? (End of this chapter)
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