After walking into Zhou Dong's wine cellar, Shang Qingxiong felt that he was a real country bumpkin.

The limit of his imagination is the kind of wine cellar that is common in French wineries, with a deep wooden ladder leading to the bottom, a light of lights, regular oak racks and oak barrels placed on it...

The oak barrels in high-end wineries are very particular, and they are absolutely not painted, and they will not be connected with iron nails. The most advanced ones are barrels dug from a whole piece of oak, and the second is the tenon structure similar to the oriental ancient wood furniture.

Most wines that need to be stored for a long time are placed in oak barrels, but there are exceptions. Some high-end wineries also have good wines stored in bottles and special wine racks for customers to taste on the spot and purchase on the spot.

But even a French winery with a brilliant wine culture can at most a long table and a few seats in the cellar.

Although the wine tasting customers on site are full of style, the scenery they can really enjoy is rows of wine racks with bottled wine and oak barrels placed.

He had been to this kind of winery. If Lin Ruoxin, who had not been to the insistence of going to the wine cellar, he would not have much interest in going to the wine cellar.

After entering, he was indeed quite disappointed, mainly because he was not very interested in red wine, and the air circulation in the wine cellar was far inferior to the ground, which made him feel a little stuffy.

Out of confidence in Cang Yanshan and love for Chinese wine, Shang Qingxiong, a guy who likes to stand in the sun, followed Zhou Dong to the ground with his nose. He thought of turning around and holding a jar of "Yuhuchun" and turning around and running. Anyway, Zhou Dong couldn't catch up with him, and even if he caught up, he probably wouldn't be his opponent...

The 600-pound wild boar king is still a mystery. Shang Qingxiong has launched a secret investigation of the people who followed Zhou Dong to hunt that day. He can subdue the wild boar king without firearms. Such a master is a national wealth and cannot be left to the public. At present, he has set his target for three people including "Eagle Claw Master".

The wine cellar of hundreds of square meters was twists and turns, and at the same time, the temperature of the water veins was also used to ensure that the temperature in the wine cellar was constant and unchanged all seasons. Through the thick tempered glass wall, Shang Qingxiong was a little confused as he looked at the countless colorful tropical fish species swimming around in the green.

"Is this your wine cellar? Why do you have glass walls and fish, making it look like an underwater world?"

Shang Qingxiong looked at Zhou Dong and didn't realize that this guy who looked honest was actually a little Bourgeois. The wine cellar was just a wine cellar, making it fancy. What's the point of not being a bourgeoisie? But it seems that Ruoxin is quite a bit of a good deal...

"Wine also has souls. Give them a good environment and they can give you a better taste..."

"There is still such a saying? But it sounds like something is reasonable."

"Actually, I just talk about it casually. The main thing is that when building this wine cellar, I just can borrow groundwater veins, so I can do it casually.

As for what I said just now, Lao Huai taught me. He said that when French sell red wine, they are very good at telling stories. The quality of wine, grapes, and the girl who collects grapes...

Even every oak barrel in the wine cellar has its own story, so that it can be noble. I just learn and sell it now. I didn’t expect you to believe it…”

Zhou Dong smiled slightly. Since he got sick, communication with ordinary people has always been somewhat hindered. This period of time has been much better, but you still have to control yourself and remind yourself to be a normal person. I haven't said much about it recently and I feel very uncomfortable.

When walking in the wine cellar, I was so angry that I wanted to let myself go. I said a few random words and really fooled Shang Qingxiong. This feeling was wonderful. Zhou Dong felt that he was growing up.

Shang Qingxiong was speechless for a long time after hearing this, and it took him a long time to put on a sentence: "Where is Yuhuchun?"

"I'll just turn around and get there,

Although this cellar is kept in a "constant temperature" state with the hot spring water veins outside, there are actually some small temperature differences in different locations. The temperature and humidity in the front are the most suitable for "Yuhuchun".

"I'm fooling me again?"

Shang Qingxiong looked at Zhou Dong and no longer trusted him. He said that it was just rice wine. Although he was a stick, he also knew that the brewing process of rice wine was not as complicated as red wine. When did the requirements for temperature and humidity be so high? The most suitable location must be picked out in the same wine cellar?

Walking along the road, I finally arrived at a large area where fine wine was stored. The spacious space of more than 200 square meters was like an underground square.

The sky above the 'plaza' is just below the center of the Ajie Lake. Looking up, there are more tropical fish swimming around the top of their heads, which is indescribable and magnificent, like a dream.

Shang Qingxiong's attention was completely attracted by the hundreds of Huadiao Yellow Mud Wine Jars piled here. It was estimated that these wine jars had a capacity of at least ten kilograms, and no less than five hundred wine jars could be 5,000 kilograms. This is what Zhou Dong said, "limited stock"?

Zhou Dong brought up a wine jar and said to Shang Qingxiong: "Do you a favor?"

This has to be moved to the top to open it. New wine will be released. You can't carry Uncle Li." Li Xiuchen and his wife loved to go to Zhou Dong's wine cellar to visit. No matter how good the scenery is, they were tired of seeing it, so they didn't come down to get the wine. They were waiting on the platform of the other courtyard now.

"Leave it to me!"

Shang Qingxiong took the wine jar with one hand, and the ten-pound wine jar was as light as nothing in his hand. He weighed it twice, frowned slightly at Zhou Dong and said, "You are so stingy. This is not enough for me to drink alone."

"Haha, that may not be the case. I'm afraid you can't get drunk, no one can help you, a big man of september,

This wine is not as strong as those on the island, and it has a lot of momentum.”

Zhou Dong smiled slightly. Many people misunderstood when they heard the name "Yuhuchun". They thought that wine was gentle and rice wine, which was difficult to intoxicate.

Only he knew that this wine was not as small as the three bowls of Gang, and even had it too much. If you want to drink ten pounds, maybe only he and Cang Yanshan dared to say such big words.

"Then let's drink it. If I don't fall down, you have to take care of it." Shang Qingxiong was angry when he thought of Zhou Dong's previous words. After all, I am a guest, so how could he care about drinking enough?

***

The wine jar of "Yuhuchun" is very distinctive. In addition to being a flower carving jar, it is a streamlined shuttle-shaped overall, like a rugby with smoothed ends.

The biggest advantage of such a body is that it is easy to carry it. Shang Qingxiong clamped it under the armpit, thinking that if it tastes really good, he would pick it up two jars when he left.

Opening the jar is a very technical thing. Zhou Dong first took a wet towel and wrapped it around the mud seal, then used a small cup to fill the hot spring water from Ajie Lake and poured it on the towel bit by bit. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the mud seal at the jar began to loosen.

Zhou Dong did not slowly remove the mud, but grabbed the two corners of the red silk sealed by the mud and quickly lifted it up. The red silk wrapped the sealed mud away, and the fragrance of wine came to his face.

It has already reached seven or nine years, and the spring is getting deeper. The warmth in Ajie's valley is like April. Not to mention the high-spirited man like Shang Qingxiong, even the Li Xiuchen family has changed into single clothes.

But the aroma of wine penetrated his nose with a strong chill, as if two snowballs were suddenly stuffed into a person's nostrils, causing everyone except Zhou Dong to sneeze.

Even Zhou Dong felt a little itchy, but the body of the God of Baccarat could bring wine from the world. Since this chill was transformed by the fragrance of wine, it naturally would not affect him.

"This wine is a bit weird..."

Shang Qingxiong was born as a "hard child" and was at least a piece of good steel tempered by the Revolutionary Rebellion. The Zhuang Shi, who has tested alcohol, has drunk a lot of famous wines, but this is the first time he has encountered a wine with its own cold fragrance.

Moreover, Zhou Dong's wine cellar is as warm as spring, and this Ajie Valley is not cold. Even the name of this wine is called "Yuhuchun". Why does it seem like it was opened in the middle of the lunar month of winter when the jar is opened? This is a bit contrary to physical common sense.

"Well, maybe this wine is a bit weird, right? Haha..."
Chapter completed!