Chapter 445: : My monkey's skills are not so good, it makes you laugh

Baitao Distillery in Shantao County is very crowded.
As an enterprise of the Shantao County brewing industry, Baixue Distillery has its own brewing museum in addition to the factory building, and today's event is in its own museum.
In order to receive some distinguished guests, the Hoarfrost Winery even rented several helicopters to transfer the distinguished guests from several nearby airports.
The big disciple of Kinuma stood waiting outside the door, and he already had the name of a gold medal master brewer. His status far surpassed that of an ordinary master brewer, and he also had a famous name internationally. From this, you can see the importance of Shirasu Distillery and Master Kinuma to this event.
It can be said that this tasting was the largest unofficial alcohol gathering in Fuso recently. In order to achieve this effect, Kinuma overdrawn all his personal connections.
And this time, in addition to coming in person, many winemakers brought their own "work", after all, this time is the "tasting session", which is for communication and tasting.
And this high-end tasting has attracted a lot of alcoholic customers and businesses. Baishuang Distillery specially invited an auctioneer, and many wines can be auctioned on site.
In this regard, Kinuma not only did not oppose it, he even encouraged it so much that he could see that he was very confident in his new work.
Ji Lao took his close disciple Lu Yanqi out of a crown car. Lu Yanqi looked at the helicopter landing next to him and pouted dissatisfied. "These Fusang people, too, do not know how to be polite. Teacher, you are also a gold medal master, so you only send a crown to pick it up! "
Ji Lao heard and glared at him: "If we can have more gold medal masters and be able to speak internationally, would anyone dare to neglect me so much?"
Unexpectedly, just complaining, he was scolded by the teacher. Lu Yanqi was afraid to answer and smiled.
"Hugging that wine!" Ji Lao stared at him again, and Lu Yanqi could only turn around and pick up a wooden box from the back seat, following Ji Lao.
As he walked, Lu Yanqi looked around and looked forward. After walking for a while, he felt very upset.
Many winemakers who come and go are actually not very old, most of them are about the same age, and there are even people younger than him, and the entourage, disciples, etc. behind them are only in their twenties.
Only he, about the same age, is a junior here.
What is the identity of Ji Lao in the domestic brewing industry. When he arrived here, he was just a passer-by. He was a gold medal master, and after so long, no one came to welcome him or talk to him.
Liquor is lonely in the world. It has no popularity or influence. So far, there is only Ji Lao, a gold medal master of liquor.
Ji Lao's mentality is quite flat. Since others do not come to meet him, he will go forward by himself.
When Ji Lao brought the landing rock Qi through the small square in front of the venue, not far from the venue, Zhuang Buyuan and Zhuang Da came out from the small winery opposite, each took a telescope and looked down from the hillside. .
Dad Zhuang wore a Tang suit, which looked like a fairy-tale bone, which was quite a worldly feeling, but the telescope was a bit destructive, making him like a voyeur.
"It's time for me to pass." Zhuang not only looked away for a while, and then set out to leave. Zhuang's dad was a little embarrassed. Channel: "Is this OK? Are you sure it will work?"
"Relax, Dad, just follow me, and leave everything else to me!" Zhuang not far away patted his chest, then Dad took off his backpack and got into the backpack, only one head came out, saying: "Dad, when I call you later, you just do what I say!"
Zhuang not far whistled, and Xiao Fu, who was originally hanging on Zhuang not far backpack, suddenly turned over, stretched out the black misty root system, grabbed Zhuang not far backpack, and flew down the hillside.
Xiaofu's body is like a black translucent black cloud, which is not conspicuous when viewed from afar. It flies flexibly in the air and deliberately avoids the eyes of many people.
The guests and the crowds who flew over heads passed without attracting anyone's attention.
"Well? How does it look like Dad's Da Zhuang wine?" Flying to the top of Ji Lao, Zhuang not far away suddenly saw the wooden box in Lu Yanqi's hand behind him and stunned.
Looking at the old old man in front, and looking at the box in Lu Yanqi's hand, Zhuang not far flashed a name in his mind-Ji Lao!
Ji Lao even came to this place with his father's wine!
Ji Lao's approach made Zhuang not far away a bit moved, but unfortunately Ji Lao did not know that the relationship between Zhuang's dad and Mu Nu had already become the same.
When Xiaofu hovered over Ji Lao's head, he heard what Ji Laozheng and Master Munum's disciples were saying.
At first, Master Munum's disciples were still absent-minded: "My master is old and is resting now. Ji Lao, if you have anything, you can just tell me directly."
Ji Lao frowned slightly: "I brought a junior's wine today, and I hope to ask Master Munuma for pointers."
"My master will wash his hands in the golden pot after today. If you have any suggestions, I can also give pointers after the meeting." The apprentice proudly said.
Lu Yanqi frowned, and was very dissatisfied with the disciples' inattentiveness. Ji Lao took a deep breath, but still put up with it, and said, "Thank you so much."
The disciple nodded, and after Ji Lao passed by, he heard another person around him: "My master and his elders, the winemaking skills are amazing, it is the birth of the of wine, I do n’t know where the newcomer works, Want my Master to point me? Those in the state, apart from enthusiasm, have no other ability ... "
When Ji Lao heard it, he just sighed. He wanted to walk away, but turned around and saw the altar wine, but still put up with it.
Even if you look away, you still have to help the outstanding winemakers in the state to get a chance!
On top of Ji's old man, Xiaofu flew to the chandelier silently and hung Zhuang's backpack on the upper part of the chandelier. Zhuang not far lay on his back and looked down.
Not long after Ji Lao entered the lobby, the tasting session began.
Everyone is here to support Kinuma, but to be honest, they are not convinced in their own minds. They don't think that Kinuma's winemaking technology can be better than them. They each bring out their own carefully brewed wine and exchange tasting.
In addition to the brewing masters, there were also winemakers and wine merchants from all over the place. After exchanging and tasting, many masters 'works were immediately put up for auction. The rich people were on the scene, but the masters' works were extraordinary. Great prices.
At the venue, the atmosphere gradually warmed up, but Kinuma never saw people. When everyone was getting impatient, they heard a few quaint rustling noises, and the surrounding lights gradually dimmed.
Many people are already dissatisfied.
At this moment, a figure appeared on the stage, wearing Fuso traditional costumes, and the spotlight was cast. The people found that this was not Munuma, but he was still his big disciple.
"Thank you for coming to this tasting. Before I present the best work of my master to you, please allow me to tell you a story ..."
Everyone looked at him impatiently. At this time, what else did you do? What story to tell?
"When it comes to the origin of hibiscus, there is another wonderful legend."
"In the legend, Fuso has an eight-tailed and eight-tailed ancient monster called the Eight-Big Snake. Its body can fill eight valleys and eight hills. It eats a woman every year, and a pair of old The couple have eight daughters in total, and they have eaten seven ... "
"Just when the eighth daughter was about to be eaten by the Yagi snake, a named Suzano was exiled here and fell in love with the beauty of their daughter."
"The man named Suzu said he could kill the Hachido snake, provided that the old couple allowed him to marry his daughter."
"In order to save his daughter's life, the old couple agreed to his conditions."
"So, Susano's man ordered brewing fine wine, digging eight large holes in the ground, and pouring in spirits."
"After the Yaki snake came out, he smelled the scent of the wine, and could not stand the temptation. Each of the eight heads drank into the eight holes and drank until they were drunk and unconscious. Eight heads were cut off and killed it ... "
"Since then, Susano's man has married this woman, and this story is considered by many to be the origin of hibiscus ..."
The crowd listened to the story, slowly calmed down, and listened quietly.
Since ancient times, fine wine and legend have complemented each other. Fine wine without legend is imperfect; and legend without fine wine is incomplete.
Seeing that everyone was gradually attracted by himself, the big disciple nodded with a smile, and said, "The legendary Hachichi snake is so huge. If you want to smell the wine, then the wine must be thousands of miles away, and it is very gloomy."
"The teacher was affected by this story since he was a child. His whole life wanted to restore the legendary fine wine. Just a few days ago, the teacher finally succeeded ..."
The disciple turned suddenly, pointed to a red silk cloth behind him, and said, "This is the masterpiece of a teacher's life, Tian Cong Yun Jiu!"
"The so-called" Tian Cong Yun "refers to the unparalleled sword cut from the body of the Yachi snake, and it is also the first sword of Fuso!"
His voice stirred up, and he ripped off the red cloth!
"This wine is also destined to be the first wine of Fuso!"
As the red cloth was torn off, an earthen jar with a simple shape and no decoration was placed there, quiet as if it had been there since ancient times.
Seeing that wine, Zhuang's eyes lit up immediately.
"Now invite everyone to taste this wine!"
The disciple carefully opened the lid of the wine jar, and suddenly, a refreshing aroma floated out of the jar.
The crowd couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Zhuang also took a breath, and alas, it turned out to be wine made by Zhuang's unique strain.
The aroma is very strong, condensed and not scattered. After several days of storage, the moment it was opened, it was even more smoky.
After hearing the story just now, and then smelling such a strong aroma, I don't know how many people took a deep breath, and the wine bugs in their mouths were hooked.
In the entire venue, only Ji Lao suddenly frowned, looked at the wine on the table, and looked at the box held by his disciples, a hint of doubt appeared in his mind.
Everyone's understanding of wine is different, some people pay attention to color, some pay attention to taste, some pay attention to fragrance, some pay attention to body, some pay attention to personality.
Perhaps it is because there is a son who does not like drinking, but prefers fragrant wine. The most important thing for Zhuang Da is fragrant.
Therefore, the biggest feature of his wine is that it is very fragrant!
Ji Lao is the main reviewer of Dazhuang wine. When he opened the wine jar, he was already deeply impressed by the fragrance. Therefore, he spared no effort. He would rather put on his old face and help Zhuang dad get the certification of the master brewer. .
But at this point, he was puzzled.
Why is it so similar? In the same vein, as if brewed from one person.
If there is any difference, it is that the fragrance is more intense, but it is more kitsch and less elegant.
But how is this possible?
How can different wines and soils, different winemakers, and different materials produce such similar wines?
Behind Ji Lao, Lu Yanqi also stretched his neck and sniffed the fragrance innocently, shaking his head again and again: "Teacher, the fragrance is really smelling, isn't it that the hibiscus does not pay attention to the aroma? Such a fragrant wine I really want to taste what it would be like, if I could make such a good wine ... teacher, teacher? "
It wasn't just Lu Yanqi who was impressed by the aroma. Several local gold medal winemakers in Fuso also showed an intoxicated and shocked look.
How could such a strong, thick, yet not kitsch aroma!
Even if you do n’t love wine, you ca n’t help it!
Don't talk about them. The wine merchants and drinkers who come to buy wine are crazy at this time, and they can't wait to wave the banknotes immediately to the wine.
"Oh my God, this is the most wonderful taste I've ever smelled in my life."
"As an alcoholic, this is the greatest happiness of my life!"
"Is there really a Bacchus in the world? No wonder the Bachi snakes are drunk ..."
When everyone was attracted, no one saw Zhuang not far showing a smirk.
Is this called incense? Speaking of fragrant people, you really should go outside the Zhuangji Winery and drink wine to cultivate your fairy.
And, it won't smell right away.
"Xiaofu!" Zhuang not far and patted Xiaofu's head, Xiaofu nodded, and squeaked a few times, a light black silk thread stretched out of him, straight into the wine jar.
Then, Zhuang took a small bottle out of his pocket, sucked a drop of liquid from it, and dropped it down the black silk thread.
This is a drop of blood that has been diluted over time.
This drop of liquid slid into the wine jar along the roots of Xiaofu, turning into a bit of silvery light, and immediately disappeared into the wine.
"Below, I have a teacher to pour wine for everyone!" The disciple was very satisfied to see everyone's expressions. He stretched out a hand, and Master Munuma, dressed in traditional traditional clothes, followed the lights and came over from behind.
Everyone saw Master Kinuma and couldn't help clapping.
When Master Munuma stepped out to meet the applause, he almost laughed.
This is really the lightest and greatest moment of his life.
This kind of fine wine can definitely push him to the throne of Fusang Beverage God. He dare not say that there is no future, but within the foreseeable time, he will be the first person in the Fusang brewing industry, and even the Eastern brewing industry!
He forced his expression to make himself look calm, and then walked to the front of the jar, stretched out his hand, raised the jar, and smiled, "That fellow comes first?"
"I'll come first, I'll come first!" A blonde and bearded man came forward and held up a wine glass.
Kinuma shook the altar lightly, and at this moment, a stench suddenly emerged from the altar.
Kinuma's face changed suddenly.
Almost dropped the jar of wine in his hand.
If someone passes a polluted river or a foul sewage pit, they will know that the foul smell actually comes from the microorganisms in the water.
Microbes are so amazing, they can make food into wine, and wine can also turn into smelly water.
The difference is just the amount of time.
All fine wines will turn into smelly water after all.
"What's going on? Is there something wrong with my nose?" Kinuma was puzzled, and he couldn't think of it. How could the incense become a stench in the blink of an eye?
Kinuma forcibly resisted this stench, poured out a glass, and the originally clear bottom liquor had turned gray-black, and the strong odor escaped.
The blonde and beard, who was holding a wine glass, frowned suddenly, and then suddenly tilted his head back, wondering, "What's the smell?"
Then he glanced at the wine again, suddenly surprised: "What's the matter!"
He sniffed unbelievably, the wine glass in his hand could not be caught, and he fell to the ground with a crack and fell apart.
A few drops of liquid splattered, and the rancid smell could no longer be masked, and everyone squeezed their noses, desperately hind legs.
"What is the taste?"
"Why is this wine?"
"Kinuma, what the are you doing!"
How can I know what's going on?
His eyes are almost blinding. What the is going on! ?
"This ... this ..." He stepped onto the wine jar unbelievably, sniffed again, and was almost fainted by the rich stench.
"What's going on! What's going on!" The wine jars in Master Munuma's hands were neither lost nor held, and finally they threw the wine jars on the table, and gave their disciples a slap backhand: "What exactly is going on!"
"Master ... Master?" The big disciple was snoozed. What cares about me?
"Is it you, have you broken my wine!" Master Munuma was so angry that one second ago, or supremely fine wine, how could it become a stinky water after one second? Someone must have killed me! Yes, someone must have killed me!
"Everyone ... please wait, you must have taken it wrong, taken it wrong ..." Looking at the excitement below, angry, Master Kinuma hurried ...
The whole hall was in a mess, and no one else listened to him. Everyone was retreating to the door, for fear of retreating not far, and they were smoked by the stench.
"Ha, it's my dad on the field!" Zhuang not far smiled back and forth on the chandelier, almost forgot to call Zhuang dad.
After making the phone call, Zhuang not far from watching Mu Nu's expression, slap claps.
Kinuma, Munum, when you stole my dad's strain, you didn't expect such a day!
However, Zhuang is not far from being used to these touted winemakers. Whatever it is, one person has five people and six people.
My dad is so much better than you, so you still need your certification?
It's a joke.
Today, Zhuang is not far away, but it is not just the face of Kinuma.
It's up to Zhuang's performance.
The winemaker's sense of smell was better. After hiding at the door, someone suddenly twitched his nose.
"Well ... where's the fragrance?"
"You're stupid, so smelly and smelly ... wait, is it really smelly?"
The scent, as if sent in by a wind, was so strong that it could not be melted, and it temporarily suppressed the odor.
And this scent is strong but not gorgeous, fragrant but not vulgar. After smelling it, I feel uncomfortable.
Especially Ji Lao, when he smelled this smell, his eyes almost glared.
This taste is too familiar!
Dazhuang wine?
No, it's not just Dazhuang, it seems to smell better ...
Ji Lao certainly did not know that Dazhuang wine is a consumer-grade wine brewed by Zhuang's dad. The ingredients are not really the top layer, but this fragrance ...
The crowd couldn't help it anymore, leaving Kinuma and his appalling apprentices, turned around and ran out of the hall, followed the fragrance and looked at it.
Then they saw Mr. Zhuang standing not far outside.
Wearing a white Tang suit, gently swaying with the wind, Xianfeng Road bone.
In front of him was a large tank, and the taste came from the large tank.
Which winemaker is this?
This must be the top master!
Gosh, where are so many masters today!
"This master ..." just called a master brewer, and saw Zhuang Da frown and shouted, "How many times have you taught this monkey, you need to stir a little bit!"
What?
Everyone wondered.
I subconsciously looked behind the father of Zhuang ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I saw, next to the vat, a half-height monkey was holding a wooden stick, struggling to stir the vat.
Seeing the wine making turned out to be a monkey, everyone's jaw dropped, and his eyes broke.
What is this ...?
"Not enough, not enough, add some water!"
"Have a little more effort, hurry up!"
"Well, just wait quietly now!"
"Don't stir it, it will smell!"
Under the command of Mr. Zhuang, the monkey jumped up and down to make wine, and the aroma of the wine became more and more intense, so that everyone almost got their heads into the wine tank.
Dad Zhuang now seemed to see the expressions of the crowd, turned his head with a smile, and said, "I'm sorry, my monkey's skills are not good enough, and everyone laughed."