seven relics

After eating the dumplings, he helped the old man to the bed in the inner room, and Lian Jiangyue went back to the living room to clean up the dishes and the table. He was a little sleepy, but Bao Zhimei was still very active on the white paper pasted on the wall. Write down the big characters "smell", "entrance", and "aftertaste", while Bao Renhui stood in front of the wall, pondering, and analyzed deeply: "The proportion of the formula is difficult to restore, but the taste says It may not be possible to rely on blending."

Bao Zhimei nodded and said: "When I checked the information, I saw that some wineries in Hunan would use new wine to blend and age the wine, in order to achieve a unified taste of the wine."

Bao Renhui lit a cigarette and said, "Yes, whether it's wine or crop wine, the quality of the raw materials harvested every year is difficult to maintain uniformity due to the influence of weather and various factors. The same winery, The same winemaker, the same recipe, and the same steps may produce very different wines. Some winemakers like this challenge, but they will try their best to maintain a certain degree of color, aroma and aroma with the wines brewed by the winery in the past. Similarly, some choose to associate the brand with a specific taste, and many drinkers like the feeling that drinking the same brand of wine for decades has the same taste.”

Bao Zhimei stopped writing at this moment, and stood side by side with Bao Renhui in front of the wall, she said: "Wine has memory, they may be chasing a certain kind of lost memory..."

Bao Renhui looked at her, pointed to the word "Wen Xiang", and said, "Have you smelled the wine you secretly hid?"

Bao Zhimei asked him: "You don't remember?"

Bao Renhui smoked a cigarette and said: "I quit smoking and drinking after I got married. The last time I smelled it, it was more than 20 years ago when I drank Wanxiang wine. How can I remember?"

Bao Zhimei looked at the cigarette in his hand, Bao Renhui waved his hand, and said again: "Anyway, I don't remember."

Lian Jiangyue saw that the two brothers and sisters hadn't had a quarrel until now, they cooperated so kindly, how devoted they were, Lian Jiangyue couldn't help cheering up, and wanted to help, he suddenly remembered : "You said that wineries in Hunan will use wine hooks to mix wine? Isn't Hunan the land of Chu? Isn't the wine in Hunan just Chu Li?"

Bao Renhui looked back at him, and said blankly, "Chu Li? Wine is a gift? A gift is a gift?"

Bao Zhimei scratched her hair, looked back at Lian Jiangyue, and said, "Yes, you said a lot that day." She also remembered something, took a pen and wrote it next to the word "Wen Xiang" While writing, she said: "It smells like a mixed aroma, the aroma of wheat, which is the aroma of the original crop." She switched to the word "entrance" and continued writing, continuing to say, "The taste is smooth, and the aroma of wheat continues. Refreshing and crisp, sunshine, and... the fragrance of flowers, brackets, from Liuhuamu..." After writing this, she looked back at Lian Jiangyue, "How much do you remember? What exactly is the fragrance of flowers."

Lian Jiangyue first told Bao's brothers and sisters all that Lian Wuchen said when he was dying when he talked about wine, and then said: "The very unique scent of white flowers can only be tasted when you drink it. Heavier, caramelized, with a hint of dark chocolate bitterness on the finish, something that can only be found in wines made with toasted wheat in smoked wood casks.”

Bao Renhui rubbed his chin and said, "The smell of sunlight, does sunlight smell? The smell of burning mites?"

Bao Zhimei said: "Is it because Minshi is very dry, and the smell of sunlight refers to this dry feeling? When the wheat is dehydrated, it is very thorough?"

Lian Jiangyue carefully recalled that glass of Vientiane wine that day: "The aftertaste is very long, but it is not bitter, on the contrary, it is sweeter than when you drink it."

Bao Zhimei said: "Because glutinous rice is used."

Just after the "aftertaste" line, it says: long (glutinous rice).

Lian Jiangyue thought and said: "The layers are clear but not transparent, so there must be no rice, and it must not be sorghum, there is no sourness of tannins at all, and it is not white grapes. Liuhuamu only provides firmness. , the down-to-earth woody scent sets a calming tone, but why is the scent of white flowers so heavy?"

Bao Renhui asked, "What exactly are the white flowers you're talking about?"

Bao Zhimei searched with her mobile phone, looked at the screen and said, "The scent of white flowers in general wine refers to gardenia, jasmine, elderflower..."

"Gardenias, there are indeed." Lian Jiangyue licked the roof of his mouth with his tongue, trying to restore the memory of Pingjiu that day through the action of Pingjiu. When he was thinking hard, Bao Renhui also took a Take a pen and write on the blank space on the paper: Chu Li? (blending possible), steaming wine brewing (steaming), sieving (blending?) Mai Shao (barley wine), rootless tree?Well without water?A stamenless flower?The sun rising in the west?The fiery red hot moon.

Bao Zhimei added a few strokes after "Moon": the natural phenomenon before and after the lunar eclipse.

Lian Jiangyue looked at the words written by Bao Renhui, and slapped her forehead: "It's Yulan!"

He didn't tell them that Lian Wuchen said "how can I bring a magnolia to the master in the temple", he thought it was something that had nothing to do with wine, but at this moment, after thinking about it and touching it, he was drinking When drinking Vientiane wine, you can really taste the fragrance of magnolia.

"What does magnolia smell like?" Bao Renhui scratched her scalp, "I worked in a winery in Australia, making white wine, and I've never heard of magnolia flower flavor in wine."

Bao Zhimei said: "I haven't even seen a magnolia flower."

Lian Jiangyue stood up, and said awkwardly: "How to describe this..." He walked a few steps in the room, pointed to the outside, "I'll go to the wine shop, maybe it's because of Liuhuamu, I'll go Find out if there is any burnt leftovers, bring them over and smell them together, study and study."

He went to the wine shop.At this time, the burnt smell inside and outside the winery dissipated a lot, and there was a quiet fragrance lurking in the air.Lian Jiangyue has a keen sense of smell, and followed the scent to find it, and found it in front of the stone trough where the wheat was soaked.The water in the stone trough has long been boiled dry, and the layer of wheat on the surface has been roasted charcoal black by the fire, but he can't find the wrong place - the quiet fragrance is indeed coming from this pile of asphalt. .He reached in to scouring, and after scouring, the aroma became more intense. Lian Jiangyue beamed with joy, and grabbed a handful of wheat. This was the wheat laid at the very bottom of the stone trough. Most of the wheat's skin was cracked. The whole body was roasted golden, revealing the yellow core.

"Magnolia fragrance!" He shouted, holding the handful of wheat and ran back to the house, calling for the Bao brothers and sisters to smell it.

He smiled and said: "It seems that this wheat has to be roasted like this, it has to be roasted like this! It's a waste of food! But this taste is too special. This may be the characteristic of local wheat. I thought their skin was too thick. Winemaking is prone to bitterness, and I didn’t expect this layer of skin to produce this flavor.”

Bao Renhui took two pieces of wheat and tasted them, slightly surprised: "This wheat tastes like this..."

He patted the table and said: "You said it was a waste of food? No wonder I looked at the purchase list and compared the yield rate. Others' house was 20.00 to [-]%, but ours was only [-]%. I thought it was someone Take back the buckle..."

At this point, he didn't continue, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head.

Lian Jiangyue said again: "By the way, there is also the smell of Chinese herbal medicine. I suspect that the Xiaoqu used for wine making is made of herbs. We can make a herbal wine and add it to enhance these flavors."

Bao Renhui smiled: "We are making a cocktail with whiskey, gin and rice wine."

The three of them all laughed, and after a while, Bao Renhui's expression became serious again, and she said, "I'll make a phone call, if you are tired, you should rest first."

He went out.

Lian Jiangyue looked at the ingredients of Vientiane Wine listed on the wall. It was already past twelve o'clock at this time. If the name of this competition can really be reported, they only have two days to play and count. He is planning How did you make this wine in two days? Bao Zhimei took a stack of paper and said to him: "The wine shop was on fire that day, I called you, you just sat there and kept drawing things on these papers. It's scary, I don't dare to throw it away casually. "

Lian Jiangyue looked at it, it turned out that it was a letter he wrote to Feng Xuwei, but the content of the letter could hardly be read, and the heartfelt heartfelt words were all covered by thick black circles and thick black circles that seemed to be written with a lot of effort. Hei's "hate" was pressed down.Lian Jiangyue was startled, the word "hate" was not in his handwriting, he couldn't help sighing, folded up the paper, put it on the table, and said: "I wanted to write a letter to a friend, but I didn't expect it to become If that’s the case, there’s no way to send it to him.”

He thought that after last night, he hadn't said a word to Feng Xuwei before he opened WeChat.It was another late night, and Feng Xuwei must have rested.Feng Xuwei didn't send him any new messages.

Lian Jiangyue stared at the earlier conversation with Feng Xuwei on the phone.

He has missed Feng Xuwei for more than ten years, and he is full of love for him, but after being separated for a few days, this attachment seems not so strong, it's not that he doesn't like him anymore, he doesn't want him anymore, it's just... Feng Xu Wei said: But you are not such a person, at least I know you, no.

What kind of person did he know "Lian Jiangyue"?They hadn't seen each other for more than ten years before they reunited in Wenzhou. Wasn't the "Lian Jiangyue" he knew the same "Lian Jiangyue" who endured humiliation in the Bian family, was cautious, and lived by watching people's faces?

Then he would rather not be the Lian Jiangyue he knew anymore.

Thinking of this, Lian Jiangyue became cruel, turned off her phone, got up and said, "I see there are still some Liuhuamu burned in the winery, let me see if I can make some souvenirs."

He went to the winery, cleaned up half of the broken wooden barrels, washed them in the yard, and washed the fake lilac trees full of toilet water, until the wood was not pungent. The light scent of flowers made his eyelids twitch from exhaustion, so he went to sleep for a while.But he didn't sleep well this time, and he woke up right away. After waking up, he saw that one of the Bao family brothers and sisters was lying on the sofa, and the other was falling asleep on the dining table. Qian Baisui was washing up softly, so he cleaned up Fan, lightly picked up a bag of wheat in the corner of the kitchen, went to get two more sheets, and asked the old gentleman to go to Jixiang Lake together.

On the way, Lian Jiangyue and Qian Baisui said: "The wheat needs to be soaked, and the grains have to be soaked. Originally, the water of Jixiang Lake is used for soaking. What else is more suitable than directly coming to Jixiang Lake? However, the water needs to be heated up. .”

Qian Baisui smiled and said: "I haven't even compared with you yet, you are going to see all of Lao Chaihuo's abilities, okay, okay, then we will know the basics when we compete in the future."

Lian Jiangyue also laughed, and said: "Even I can't tell my truth."

Qian Baisui shook his head for a while: "The bystander is fascinated."

While talking, the two arrived at Jixiang Lake, Lian Jiangyue opened the bag of wheat, spread two sheets on the grass, and spread the wheat on top.He said: "The old gentleman, did the bystanders see clearly?"

Qian Baisui helped to spread the wheat, nodded and said: "I see clearly, you are using the magic of the sky."

Lian Jiangyue laughed loudly, after the bag of wheat was poured out, he lifted the four corners of a bed sheet to wrap the wheat, picked up the huge, bulging cloth package and walked to the lake, with a flick of his wrist, The cloth bag flew to the lake, its four corners stretched out in the wind, and the sheet and the wheat fell steadily into the water, as if there was some support underneath and something was pressing on the surface. The grains of wheat floated up, and only some small bubbles bubbled up when the water was boiled.The lake reflects the wide and dark reflection of Lianjiang Moon.

Lian Jiangyue glanced at Qian Baisui, and said, "Then how will the old gentleman dissolve my sorcery?"

Qian Baisui also carried the cloth bag happily to the lakeside. He arched his right foot, tapped lightly, and flew to the lake with the cloth bag, and scattered all the wheat into the lake. His right foot immediately stuck to the lake. Facing the lake water, he paused for a while, and at the same time spread the sheets in the air, and all the wheat that fell into the water flew up, flew high, hit the sheets, and fell back into the water.Bubbles billowed on the surface of the lake.The old man stepped on the water step by step, and his feet were in the air from time to time. He sometimes sat with his legs crossed in the air, and sometimes crossed his legs to compare his practice posture. I will use that sword technique to fight against you."

Lian Jiangyue said: "Then what if we don't use swords?"

Qian Baisui smacked his lips, and said: "Fortunately, I have been an apprentice of Baguazhang for a few years, so let's use this set, Bagua Qiankun can suppress evil spirits."

"Then I will use this inexplicable hand to see and see."

"Okay, your hand is warm and hot. I'm afraid it belongs to fire, so I'll use water to subdue it and freeze it! There is a Baimei fairy on Changbai Mountain who can fly snow palm with one hand, so I will use this!"

The two lived a dry addiction of talking about tricks, pity Jiang Yue and said: "The old man is really a generalist."

"When I was young, I walked through the rivers and lakes for a few years."

Lian Jiangyue asked: "I don't know if you haven't heard of a sword called Crying Rain."

Qian Baisui shook his head.Lian Jiangyue asked again: "Lian Wuzang, does Wu Zang know these two names?"

Qian Baisui was a little embarrassed, scratched his ear, and said: "Little brother, to tell you the truth, when I was in the Jianghu, I didn't make any friends in the Jianghu, and I didn't hear any anecdotes about the Jianghu. I only like to watch people dance swords." Play sticks, swing fists and practice swords."

Lian Jiangyue smiled and said: "Then you are a great hermit in the rivers and lakes."

Qian Baisui laughed twice, stepped on the water again, and the wheat grains flew up, he said: "Look at the heat, is it alright?"

Lian Jiangyue saw that the wheat grains were soaked in water, her body swelled up a bit, and the aroma of wheat, which was not outstanding before, was obvious at this time, as if the malt had been germinated for several days.Lian Jiangyue nodded, and Qian Baisui put all the wheat grains into the bed sheet, wrapped them into a big round package, and returned to the shore.Lian Jiangyue also collected her own wheat, and said: "I found in the winery that after the fire, the wheat under the scorched wheat had a strange fragrance, the wheat grains exploded, and the wheat skin was golden. Do, I haven't thought of..."

Qian Baisui said: "This is easy!" He raised his chin at Lian Jiangyue: "Have you seen fried rice?"

He threw the big package into the sky, and pushed his hands in the air to draw circles. The lakeside was originally breezy and refreshing, but the old man raised his palms, and a soft wind blew past Lian Jiangyue's body, and then , another gust of soft wind blew by—the wind blowing loosely on the lakeside all rushed into the circle drawn by Qiansui, and these winds entered the circle and suddenly roared, as if drawn by Pulled by Qianbaisui, he ran wildly around a circle.A huge vortex of air flow was launched from Qianbaisui's hand!

The package was sucked into the vortex at this time, and followed the vortex to rotate clockwise.The speed was very fast, and the friction generated heat. Lian Jiangyue watched helplessly as the sheets covering the wheat burned up and disappeared, and then the wheat was burned. These wheats were still condensed very tightly in the vortex, as if A fireball, the temperature suddenly rose, Lian Jiangyue was already in a hot sweat, he yelled Qianbaisui, and threw the wheat he had soaked and washed over.Qianbai devoured the package with the fireball and made a bigger fireball.

"When will it be counted, you tell me." Qian Baisui said.

Suddenly, I smelled the fragrance of magnolia flowers.Lian Jiangyue hurriedly stopped shouting, and Qian Baisui held the black ball with his bare hands and placed it on the ground. Lian Jiangyue knocked it open, and the smoke was everywhere. , Maixiang drilled out, the fireball is full of golden wheat, and the fire is just right.

Lian Jiangyue and Qian Baisui dried their sweaty clothes, packed the wheat and went back to Bao's house.

In the Bao's yard, Bao Renhui and Bao Zhimei had already set up a simple brick stove and steamed glutinous rice.When Bao Zhimei saw Lian Jiangyue, she said, "Guess what? The bag of glutinous rice that was opened, because the house was too dry, all of them were dry and cracked, and when it was steamed, you can smell it."

She opened the steamer, smelled Lian Jiangyue, and wondered: "It tastes so clean, it doesn't taste like glutinous rice at all, it doesn't taste sweet at all."

Bao Renhui said: "I think it's the microorganisms in the old house that reacted with the glutinous rice."

He took out some tunes that didn't leave the ball behind: "Brought by Sister Qiu."

Lian Jiangyue showed them the roasted wheat, and said, "I'll go to Jixiang Mountain for a run." He told Qian Baisui, "You should spread the wheat to cool first, and the temperature should be kept at around 26 degrees. .”

The outdoor temperature was only [-] degrees, Lian Jiangyue said: "Maybe I have to trouble you to work in the cellar."

Qianbai went to the cellar.

Bao Renhui said at this time: "Don't leave in a hurry, a reporter from the Minshi Evening News is looking for you."

"reporter?"

Bao Renhui took out a business card and handed it to Lian Jiangyue: "What is it called Dacheng? They are drinking tea in the room."

Lian Jiangyue went into the house.It was indeed the unkempt, beggar-like Dacheng who came. Sister Qiu was choosing vegetables in the kitchen. Seeing Lian Jiangyue, she shouted: "Comrade reporter, the person you are looking for is here."

Xiaoqiu also came, sitting on the sofa and playing games.Dacheng sat next to him. Hearing Sister Qiu's words, he didn't raise his head. He stared intently at Xiaoqiu's phone and said, "Little friend, you can play Glory of the King. There are stories, there are stories, come on, and Uncle, tell me, why don't you go to school? Have you made a lot of money playing games? Are you going to be an e-sports player?"

Sister Qiu rushed over and dragged the ball away.Dacheng raised his head, saw Lian Jiangyue, grinned, and pointed around: "There are stories, there are stories."

The paper on the wall with the keywords of Vientiane Wine is still there.Lian Jiangyue didn't expect Dacheng to find Bao's family, so she asked, "How did you find this place?"

"Your writing." Dacheng showed the envelope that Lianjiang Yuesai went to the newspaper office and the note he left when he went to write the missing person notice that day, squinted his eyes and mouth, and said: "Let's talk about your appearance , It's so eye-catching, I'm a reporter after all, once I inquired about it, didn't I come here?"

Lian Jiangyue looked at him with a tense expression: "You didn't tell anyone else that you were here, did you?"

Dacheng smiled and said, "I'm just a middle-of-the-road person, who listens to me?" He rubbed his knees, unable to stop his hands and eyes, always looking around, and said, "The boss is not good. I can't afford to provoke you, and only you, a foreigner, dare to provoke him, anyway, if you provoke him, you can just walk away."

"From your tone, you know him very well?"

"Not to mention, he is also a person with a story. Don't worry, I don't think he will come to your door for a while. He is now in Thailand to discuss business." Dacheng also swore, "I am a word Didn't say anything outside."

Lian Jiangyue said: "Then according to what you want, I don't need to buy today's evening paper to read?"

Dacheng said, "You are going to participate in the wine fair selection, right?"

"You know all of this?"

"Cough! What about Lao Feng and this matter, I just took a look at the final shortlist sent out today, and there is a way," Dacheng pointed to the outside, "You know there is a Japanese among the judges this time, right? He plans to buy Vientiane Wine Zhuang," he smiled wickedly, "I think you can do it."

Lian Jiangyue was not very happy: "If this wine is brewed, everyone will be convinced."

Dacheng laughed out loud, with a hint of sarcasm.Lian Jiangyue was even more unhappy: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you stupid! Drinking is not just to have fun and save face, what gold award, silver award, what sauce smell, cellar smell, cat urine smell, sulfur smell, as long as the wine is expensive, as long as it is limited Yes, as long as you can get on top, people who are on top will be happy, and people who are drunk will be satisfied, isn’t that the way it is!”

"There are also people who like to savor the wine carefully."

"Aren't you following a group of experts and sommeliers who are blowing nonsense, making yourself appear to be a force?"

Lian Jiangyue was annoyed: "You won't post the photos I gave, and you don't seem to be here to report on Vientiane Wine, right? Then what are you doing here?"

Dacheng got up, grabbed Lian Jiangyue's shoulder and patted: "Why are you so hot-tempered? Don't be impatient with me, who stipulates that the reports written by reporters must be what they love to write and want to write? I see what you have here. The story is good, just write the title, Vientiane Winery has come out of the gloom, regained its glory, and helped to promote the wine culture in the city, what do you think?"

He smiled and looked at Sister Qiu: "Sister, add a pair of chopsticks for lunch, and put more garlic in the mutton!"

Lian Jiangyue didn't want to say anything more to him, so she said, "Whatever you want, if you write in the title that Vientiane Winery is closed, I don't care about it." Then she went out.

There was another person in the yard at this time, and Ma Zun came with food and drink.Lian Jiangyue was about to go up the mountain, but Bao Renhui called to stop him, and said to him, "You go with that big man, and I have someone to take care of you." He looked at Lian Jiangyue, "He is your friend, right? People stay with me, and I am ashamed to send them."

Lian Jiangyue called Ma Zun and rushed to Jixiang Mountain.

The two of them are neither friends, nor would they be enemies. It is polite to act together for the same thing at this time.After Lian Jiangyue picked some herbs, she showed them to Ma Zun, and told him to pick some as usual. When they met in half an hour, they separated.

Taking the herbs back to Bao's house, Lian Jiangyue washed them, dried them, pestled them into fine powder, added some ground glutinous rice flour, kneaded them into small balls, rolled them in the old koji, and Took it to the wine cellar.Following his example, Ma Zun also made some tunes and went to the wine cellar.

Entering the wine cellar, turning on the lights, closing the door, Lian Jiangyue said: "Generally, it takes about a week to cultivate the rhizopus that is beneficial to fermentation for newly made koji. We don't have that much time, so we have to use it now. Simply put , is to ripen."

He rubbed a koji seed in his hands: "The favorite temperature of rhizopus is more than 30 degrees, it is best not to exceed human body temperature, we have to make it have the illusion that it has lived at this temperature for seven days. "

After finishing speaking, he wrapped the song in the palm of his hand, concentrated his energy, and said what he thought in his heart: "This is just an idea of ​​mine. We deprive it of its perception of light, speed up the flow of air, and make time this The concept is pulled away from it, I can't say well, anyway..."

When he opened his palm again, he saw fine white fluff growing on the new song, and when he took a look under the light, the top of the fluff turned slightly black.

Lian Jiangyue said with satisfaction: "It really works! Try it."

Ma Zun and Qian Baisui tried to imitate him, but they failed.Qian Baisui smiled brightly, and even said good-bye: "At this age, I have finally encountered a trick that I can't learn at first glance!"

Ma Zun felt unwilling, turned his head away, and muttered: "What time is taken away, why is time taken away? Evil way!"

Therefore, those new songs were all handed over to Lian Jiangyue.Ma Zun helps Qian Baisui tidy up the wheat.

Soon, Lian Jiangyue ripened all the koji seeds, crushed them for thousands of years, and mixed them into the wheat.He said at this time: "How do you do the fermentation? This... What do you mean by taking time away?"

He thought it was novel and interesting, but Ma Zun was full of worries when he was beside him: "That's right, these ten or 20 years can be taken away?"

Lian Jiangyue was also full of doubts and uncertainties, but if he didn't try it, no one had an answer, so he said: "Bring the steamer from the yard, and those washed wooden boards, and put them in the jar. I'll try it." try."

After everything was done, the planks and wheat were put into the vat. He settled down and only wanted to wrap up the big wine vat, when he saw his shadow on the ground hugging the big vat with teeth and claws.Ma Zun was dumbfounded, and it took him a while to realize it. He swallowed his saliva, and took a light to illuminate the retort, but he couldn't see the original color of the retort, only a mass of thick black.

And the light in his hand came over, Lian Jiangyue slammed the stick, and the shadow flinched a little, so he avoided it and didn't look at the light.

Ma Zun reached out to touch the steamer again, and what he felt was an extremely hard rock-like touch, but he could feel it carefully, as if accompanied by a sense of warmth.It's like touching a piece of warm coal in your hand.

Lian Jiangyue also touched it, and seemed to be quite satisfied with the temperature: "I can't leave here for the time being, and you need to take care of other things. After steaming the glutinous rice, bring it to me, and boil the remaining herbs. Bring it, light, you take it up, seeing the light, I am a little restless."

"I need another copper pot to ferment and distill, let's finish it in one go."

Ma Zun and Qian Baisui went up.

The cellar door was closed, and Lian Jiangyue's eyes went dark. Although he was still talking to Qianbaisui and the others just a second ago, when he recalled it now, he felt that those words seemed to have been said in a previous life.He actually doesn't know the years and years, and time seems to be taken away from him.In the dark cellar, only him and his shadow.Lian Jiangyue was worried for a moment, would he become an unconscious shadow again like the day of the fire?What happened on the day of the fire?

He took a deep breath, smelling the peculiar sour smell in the cellar, and he settled down a little.His body was still dominated by him, maybe he was just too tired that day, so tired that he was in a trance.And now is not the time to think about this, the most urgent thing is to make this Vientiane wine!So, he concentrated on guarding the retort, all he wanted to do was tell the big wheat in the tank that ten years had passed—ten years had passed.

Qianbaisui will come to deliver meals to Lian Jiangyue, and the old man will occasionally stay with him in the dark and chat with him for a while.In his spare time, Qian Baisui picked up the leftover wood from the fire and made a wooden bottle with edges and corners, which can be used to hold wine.Bao Zhimei is designing the label and packaging, and Xiaoqiu is helping to draw.Both Dacheng and Ma Zun stayed at Bao's house, Dacheng was telling his story, and Ma Zun was afraid that the boss's people would make trouble again.

Lian Jiangyue was also worried about this incident, but no one came to provoke him again.After all three wines were distilled, Lian Jiangyue went up with them, and everyone gathered in the living room. Sister Qiu said, "What should we do now? Who will adjust the flavor?"

She asked Lian Jiangyue: "Have you drank it, can you try it?"

Qian Baisui said: "You two, Xiaobao, try it?"

Da Da said: "Who knows wine best? Who has drunk Vientiane wine?"

Bao Renhui stretched out her hand and said, "I'll do it."

He looked at Bao Zhimei: "Let's try a few ratios, and you can write them down on the side."

He looked at Lian Jiangyue again: "You just drank it recently, come and taste it."

He went to get a small glass wine cup and a slightly larger drinking glass, and the three of them sat down at the dining table.The rest of them stood behind them, all looking at them, even the little ball stopped playing the game, staring at them.

Bao Renhui poured wine from a wine cup, poured it into a glass water glass, and shook it: "Three small cups of barley liquor, half a cup of glutinous rice liquor, and half a cup of medicinal wine."

Bao Zhimei records.Lian Jiangyue picked up the water glass and looked at it: "The color should be darker."

He took a sip and shook his head.

Come again.

"Four small cups of beer stock solution, half a cup of glutinous rice stock solution, and half a cup of medicinal wine."

"The color is right, and the herbal smell seems to be too weak."

"Four small cups of beer stock solution, half a cup of glutinous rice stock solution, and three-quarter cup of medicinal wine."

"The color seems to be getting lighter..."

Sister Qiu shouted: "This is not much, save yourself!"

Ma Zun was also a little anxious: "Don't always act like it! Give me an accurate word!"

Bao Renhui's hands trembled a little. They really didn't have much wine left to mix, and the competition was tomorrow.

Bao Zhimei said in a steady voice at this time: "Brother, just use the whole bottle of beer, add rice wine and medicinal wine little by little, smell the taste first, and if it smells right, drink it again, try it little by little."

Bao Renhui also stabilized her hand and nodded.Qian Baisui said: "If this is not properly adjusted, then the whole bottle of ale will be gone."

Bao Zhimei's eyes were determined, and she said: "If this is tried, then it will be done."

She also said: "Put it to death and live later."

Bao Renhui took the whole bottle of barley liquid and added a little rice wine to it, asking Lian Jiangyue for his opinion.

At this time, everyone looked at Lian Jiangyue with all their hearts, and they all unconsciously went to him, and each of them had a different smell. Lian Jiangyue's nasal cavity was too strong, so he said: "Everyone go outside and wait."

No one was willing to leave. Sister Qiu covered her mouth and nose, and said, "I don't speak, and I don't breathe, so just treat me as transparent."

Xiaoqiu looked at her and said abruptly, "Let's not disturb them, we have to trust them, we won't be able to help even if we surround ourselves here."

He went out first.Sister Qiu blinked and followed the little ball.The rest of the people dispersed after a while.

"Let's continue." Bao Zhimei said.Bao Renhui continued to add rice wine.Lian Jiangyue continued to smell, trying to match the smell with the Vientiane wine in her memory.

The light in the living room shone on their faces. The three of them tightened the corners of their eyes and pursed their lips, forgetting everything. Time seemed to freeze. The whole world was silent. Suddenly, a drop of wine fell The sound of pouring into a bottle of wine sounded, and the sound seemed to contain the sounds of wheat earing, flowers blooming, bees flying, and trees breathing.

The whole world is in this inclusive and integrated voice.

The people who went to the yard waited in the house for Lian Jiangyue to nod. They waited anxiously, and when they went outside, they all had sad faces.The always cheerful Qianbai Sui lost the smile on his face, and just walked around the courtyard with his head buried.Dacheng smoked one cigarette after another, pulled out his hair one after another, without saying a word.

Ma Zun sighed: "I kind of know what it means to take time off."

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened suddenly, and Bao Renhui came out quickly, found Qian Baisui and asked, "Old man, where is the bottle you made?"

As soon as these words came out, Miss Qiu screamed, hugged the little ball, kissed her hard, and ran into the house.Nama Zun and Dacheng shook hands vigorously, their eyes shining brightly.

In the room, Lian Jiangyue supported her forehead and said with a headache: "This wine makes you drunk easily..."

Sister Qiu nodded again and again, crying with joy: "Vientiane wine is easy to get drunk!" She hugged Bao Zhimei, and Bao Zhimei was trembling all over, she said tremblingly: "Sister Qiu, the game is over, I want to bring it to you Shangguan Yuzhan."

"Okay, okay, go see her!"

Qian Baisui and Bao Renhui came in with a wooden bottle at this time, Lian Jiangyue stood up while supporting the table, and staggered to lie down on the sofa.Looking at them, Bao Zhimei felt like crying, and said leisurely: "We are a well without water, the sun rising in the west, and a tree without roots." She also hugged Sister Qiu tightly, tears welling in her eyes: "I am Flowers without pistils..."

The yellow soup was put into the bottle, Xiaoqiu pasted the label drawn by herself, and sister Qiu put the cork on.

Dacheng greeted everyone to take a group photo. Lian Jiangyue was already drunk. Ma Zun looked at him and avoided him. Bao Zhimei was a little afraid of the camera and hid behind sister Qiu. Vientiane Wine took a photo and said, "Vientiane Winery, Vientiane Wine, come out of the rivers and lakes again!"

The next day, the day of the competition, Lao Shen wore a suit and drove his shiny taxi to pick up the Bao family brothers and sisters to the competition site.Bao Renhui took the wine and sat in the front row, beckoning Bao Zhimei to get in the car quickly.Ma Zun pushed Sister Qiu's Dian Sanlun out, and was going to take the rest of the people to the scene to join in the fun.

Bao Zhimei looked back at Lian Jiangyue and Qianbaisui, grabbed one with one hand, and pulled them into Lao Shen's car together.She got in the car and said, "Watch a movie with me on the way."

Qian Baisui and Lian Jiangyue both laughed, Bao Zhimei took out her mobile phone and said, "Look, which one do you want to see?"

The three of them were picking out a movie, when Bao Renhui suddenly asked in confusion: "What is the person in front doing?"

Lian Jiangyue saw that on this straight loess road, a man in a short red coat and holding a short-handled sickle in his right hand was standing in the middle of the road, blocking their way.Old Shen honked the horn, but the man didn't move.

The visitor is not good.

Qian Baisui was about to move, Lian Jiangyue held him down, and said: "Old Shen, please stop here for a while, I will meet this stumbling block, old man, please be careful on the way. "

Bao Renhui turned around and said, "Ah? What do you mean? Where are you going?"

Bao Zhimei put away her mobile phone, stared at the man outside the car, and said, "Listen to them."

Old Shen just stop