"You first!" Two glasses of red wine were placed before them, and Ye Qiu said.
Bai Qi laughed heartily. In his view, Ye Qiu couldn't possibly know how to discern wines, and by asking him to go first, he simply wanted to parrot what he, Bai Qi, would say.
"Alright, I'll go first." Bai Qi didn't mind Ye Qiu imitating him; wine discerning was a deep art. First, you needed money, then status, and finally connections. Without these, you wouldn't even get to taste some wines, let alone know their flavor or discuss how to distinguish them.
Bai Qi randomly chose a glass of red wine, took a sip, and carefully pondered its name and vintage.
The people around them had already been drawn to the wine discerning contest between the two. Those attending the wine event were all regulars in various wine scenes and wineries, and they were keen to see who would emerge victorious between Ye Qiu and Bai Qi.
