Ke Xue Bartender

Chapter 116 Plymouth Gin
"Uncle Lin, please tell me more about wine."

Lin Ye glanced at Conan, who was acting cute and coquettish, and his heart trembled.

It's not that I was touched by cuteness, but it reminded me of Kudo Shinichi's face.

In order to stop this boy from acting cute, Lin Ye could only agree to his request.

"Well, since you want to know so much, I'll tell you about a winery."

"Uh-huh."

Conan sat upright at the bar, looking like a good student.

Lin Ye turned around, took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and placed it on the bar.

"PLYMOUTH GIN..." Conan looked at the label on the bottle and read the capital letters on it.

The label features a sailing ship with full sails.

"This is Plymouth Gin," Lin Ye introduced.

When Conan heard the word Gin, he immediately recalled the man he met on the Shinkansen.

With long silver hair and a cold temperament, he is chilling.

"Plymouth is a port city in the UK, located in Devonshire in the southwest corner of the UK. Of course, there is also a Plymouth in the northeast corner of America, but that one is the son, and the Plymouth in the UK is the father."

"So is this bottle of wine produced in the UK or in America?" Conan asked knowingly to fit in with his child's identity.

Lin Ye smiled and said, "Of course it is Plymouth in England. The only brewery in the world that produces Plymouth Gin is located here. The name of the brewery is Black Friars."

"Black?" Conan blurted out.

"What's wrong? Conan, are you afraid of the dark?" Lin Ye looked at Conan's face and asked with a smile.

"Uh, no, nothing."

[Afraid of the dark? Are you kidding me? I’m not a kid anymore.]

"Look, the name of the winery is printed here." Lin Ye pointed to the bottom of the wine bottle.

"Really? Black Friars Distillery." Conan read out the embossed words on the bottom of the bottle, his mind churning with thoughts.

[Is there any connection between this winery and that organization? ]

Hearing Conan's guess, Lin Ye thought that the detective had a very rich imagination, as he ran a legitimate winery.

Hey, wait.

The Black Friar Brewery in his original world was a legitimate one, but it was not certain whether the Black Friar Brewery in this world was a legitimate one.

Well, I'll visit the UK someday.

"Uncle, why is this winery called this name?" Conan asked again.

Lin Ye said: “This winery was originally a monastery, which was built in 1431. The Dominican monks set out from the port of Plymouth by ship to the New World to preach, so they built a Dominican monastery here.

The Dominicans, formally known as the "Order of the Brothers of the Way", Ordo Praedicatorum, abbreviated as OP, are one of the main mendicant orders of the Catholic Church.

“The Dominican monks all wore black robes, so after the monastery was converted into a winery in 1793, it was called the Black Friars Winery.

"Look, there's a Dominican friar printed right here."

Lin Ye pointed to the bottom of the wine bottle, where there was a print of a black-robed monk holding a wine glass.

"Wow, it's true."

Conan stared at the black-robed monk at the bottom of the bottle and became more and more suspicious.

[Those two guys always wear black, and this monastic order also wears black. Is there any connection between them?]

Lin Ye wanted to laugh when he saw Conan’s serious look.

A child who is only 6 years old has such a serious expression, which gives people a wonderful sense of absurdity.

Lin Ye remembered the joke.

The son was depressed all day long. When his father asked him the reason, the son sighed and replied: You won't understand if you haven't experienced it.

The father was confused, and the son said: You will understand when you reach my age.

Lin Ye couldn't help laughing.

Conan, who was lost in thought, looked at him strangely.

【What is this man laughing at? 】

"Uncle, what's wrong? Why are you laughing suddenly?"

Of course Lin Ye couldn’t say: It was your expression that made me laugh.

So he pointed to the Plymouth Gin on the bar and said, "I just remembered that there are two interesting sayings about this bottle of wine." "What are they?" Conan asked curiously.

Although he has some knowledge about wine, it is not in-depth.

After all, he is only 16 years old, and although his knowledge is broad, it still lacks depth.

I have only studied in depth in areas related to detective work, such as chemistry, law, psychology, and anatomy.

In the field of wine, he only dabbled in it.

Lin Ye pointed to the label on the wine bottle, which showed a sailboat sailing on the sea.

“The ship was called the Mayflower. In 1620, it set out from Plymouth Harbor with a group of Catholics on board, bound for the New World.

After ten weeks of arduous sea voyage, the Mayflower landed in the New World. These Catholics opened up the first immigrant settlement in New England, North America, which is now Plymouth, America.

"The first sentence is, when the liquid level in the bottle is lower than the bottom of the Mayflower, it's time to buy a new bottle for storage."

Lin Ye's fingers moved from the bottom of the Mayflower to the black-robed monk at the bottom of the bottle.

“The second sentence is that when his feet are dry, it’s time to buy another bottle.”

The black-robed monk's feet were right on the bottom of the bottle.

The wine in the bottle was gone, and the monk's feet were dry.

Conan looked at the monk's feet and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

[Haha, what a joke, it’s not funny at all]

Ding, ding.

There was a bell at the door.

They both looked towards the door at the same time, and it was Xiaolan who pushed the door open and entered the store.

"Conan, what's so funny? I could hear your voice outside the door." Xiaolan said as she walked towards the bar.

"Uncle Lin is telling me the story of this bottle of wine. It's so interesting." Conan pointed to the Plymouth Gin on the bar.

Xiaolan frowned.

[Conan is interested in alcohol at such a young age. Will he become an alcoholic like his father when he grows up? ]

"Conan, you must remember, you must not drink!"

"Well, don't worry, Sister Xiaolan, I won't drink."

Lin Ye glanced at Conan who made a solemn promise and recalled the scene he had just seen.

What is the charm of Baigan that makes Conan hold the bottle and blow it?

"Is Kyoto fun?" Lin Ye asked with a smile.

Xiaolan nodded and said, "Yes, it's very beautiful. I took a lot of photos. This is yours."

Xiaolan put the beige file bag in her hand on the bar.

"Hey, and mine?"

"You forgot, didn't I tell you the night before last that I would show you the photos I took when I got back?"

Lin Ye opened the file bag and took out the photos inside. There were more than a dozen photos in total, all of which were landscape photos of Kyoto.

Kiyomizu Temple, Arashiyama, Inari Taisha Shrine, Thousand Torii Gates...

Lin Ye was a little surprised.

In just one day, I traveled to so many places?
"What do you think?" Xiaolan asked expectantly.

"Well, the photos are very beautiful, thank you. I will go to Kyoto to see these places in person if I have the chance."

"As long as you like it." Xiaolan said with a smile.

"I wanted to play for two more days and take more photos, but my dad insisted on coming back, saying it was for work."

Xiaolan crossed her arms and puffed out her cheeks.

"He obviously spends nothing but drinking, watching TV, and sleeping in the office. I think he just can't bear to spend the travel expenses."

Conan next to him showed a helpless look.

[Haha, it’s right for uncle to come back early]

[Xiaolan's mobility is amazing. She traveled to so many places in one day. If she stayed for a few more days, she would be exhausted.]

(End of this chapter)