Going out of the gate to the left is a factory about the size of a recycle bin. The entire yard is covered with snow. I don’t think it’s a big deal. When I enter, it’s full of wine. This is a roasting winery.
Alcohol is a good thing. There are also breweries in the factory area of the northern suburbs. There are white beers, red fruits, and all kinds of sweet brewed products. However, there are really not too many of these things.
All five like it very much, especially in this weather.
The yard was full of wine vats filled with koji. The lids of a few of the vats were lifted, but the others were well covered, and after being covered by snow, they were completely usable.
take away.
In the factory building, there are several distillation pots, all of which use the most primitive method, unlike the factory area, which are all advanced technology.
The wine was gone, and even the tank was moved away. It was a pity for a second, followed by a mouse and a dog.
Inside is a wine cellar with shelves for finished wine, but the wine is gone.
The two of them didn't stop, they walked to the corner of the wall, digging their claws vigorously.
The five people looked at each other and saw the light of surprise in each other's eyes. It was definitely a good thing to be able to hide so well.
"Come on, the two heroes have worked hard, and the rest will be handed over to the younger one." Miao Miao was very stupid, and started digging directly.
Lan Shiruo helplessly supported her forehead, and took out five shovels, "Use this."
The ground of the wine cellar is not hardened. In order to maintain the most original taste, the wine tanks here are sealed with mud, and the fragrance of the old cellar is everywhere.
After digging through the ten-inch thick dirt floor, a stone slab was exposed, square and square, about four square meters.
The rough work was handed over to Miao Miao, and the child was happy to help, thinking that there was something good in the end, he was so excited that he was shaking.
After the stone slab, there is an iron plate, which is locked and does not look very old. It should be taken care of by the owner frequently, and the small team is looking forward to it more and more.
Miao Miao broke down the door violently, and in an instant, the smell of wine hit her face. Miao Miao, who was the first to bear the brunt, went up and was dizzy.
Lan Shiruo greeted the general to watch, don't run away.
He Lian is not a good drinker either. He smelt it from a distance, blushed, and quickly stood away from it, but it was really fragrant.
Yunshui Yao is a wine lover, and he can drink well, but he can't stand the strong aroma of wine.
Han Qingquan narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Not bad."
Lan Shiruo is envious, she can drink well, but she has to feed Xiao Lebao, so she can only watch. "Try the air first, Qingquan and I will go down, and you will watch from above."
Lan Shiruo covered herself very tightly, although she couldn't completely block the smell of wine, it lightened a lot and was acceptable.
There was no problem with the air underneath, so the two tried it out.
The bottom is not high, about 1.6 meters, tall people can't stay for ten minutes, the walls are rammed with soil on all sides, there is no modern technology at all, and all of them are about half a person tall, about the width of the entrance, and the mouth of the tank is sealed. For mud, there is a sign on each tank, writing the time of burial. After a quick glance, there are 100 tanks every year, and each tank weighs 100 catties. It has been stored for hundreds of years, and the spaciousness inside can be imagined. In other words, the earliest wine has been a hundred years away from now, and it is an absolute treasure.
Not to mention the end of the world, even the prosperous age, this cellar is a priceless treasure.
It's not just wine, the people who make these are also treasures. I don't know if they are still alive or not. They should be gone. Otherwise, how could they be willing to give up these things? It's a pity that they are cheap in the end.
But they really did.
Lan Shiruo also saw shock and joy in Han Qingquan's eyes, and the beauty of Bingshan also changed her face.
With a wave of his hand, they put them all away and buried them directly in the ground of the space. The air and soil quality of the space is better than that of the outside. I believe these wines will get better and better.
"Go, go up."
Han Qingquan couldn't hide his excitement, and quickly got to the ground. Yunshui Yao Helian came over to ask about the situation, his eyes full of anticipation.
Han Qingquan glanced at Lan Shiruo and told her to speak.
Lan Shiruo smiled, "We made a fortune this time. The earliest wine in it was a hundred years ago. The owner of the wine stores a hundred jars every year, each jar is about 100 catties. It has been stored for a hundred years. I'm afraid it will be destroyed. It was taken into the space and buried in the ground, and when we find a suitable opportunity in the future, let’s try the century-old cellar.”
"I'll go, I'll really make a fortune." Yun Shuiyao was speechless, unable to care about her charming image.
He Lian swallowed, "Although I'm not very good at drinking, I'm really looking forward to it. When I hear the century-old cellar, my whole body boils."
"When the snowy day passes, find a safe place to have a good drink, and you won't be afraid of getting drunk." Lan Shiruo said, "Miao Miao is drunk, so we'll rest here for a while, it's almost noon, and we'll cook by ourselves .”
"I'll come, I used to cook by myself." He Lian took the task, Yunshui Yao Han Qingquan helped, Lan Shiruo released a bed, stuffed Miao Miao on it, and began to serve Xiao Lebao.
One rat and one mastiff stared at each other. Their disagreement was natural. As for the reason, it is really difficult to explore.
Xiao Lebao's work and rest time is very regular now. He wakes up at six in the morning and asks his mother to wait for him to pee, poop, wash his ass, and then fill his stomach.
Play until nine o'clock, sleep for another hour, be served by my mother once, wait until noon again, take a nap, sleep for two hours, have a lot of energy in the afternoon, until nine o'clock in the evening, let my mother serve Say good night afterwards.
When he is awake, if his mother has no time to talk to him, the little guy will not make trouble and play with himself.
In the lobby on the first floor of the villa, a small paradise was specially surrounded for him, filled with various toys, and he could play well by himself.
Lan Shiruo feels distressed sometimes, the little guy is so lonely alone, so when there is no danger, he will be carried in front of him. The backpack is made by Xiao Lebao after being carried like this. The general structure and other The straps are not bad, but there is a layer of backpack on the outside, which is not only used as a cover, but also can prevent those who are interested in prying on the little guy.
But Xiao Lebao can see the outside clearly from the inside, chat with Ma Ma, and see all kinds of things outside, the little guy likes it very much.
The son likes it, and the mother is naturally satisfied, so most of the time, she carries it on her back, and if there is any danger or fight, she will quickly replace it with the dummy she found.
Little Lebao also likes the game of rapidly changing positions.
The first time I saw Brother Shu, Xiao Lebao was very curious, he waved his hands, and shouted "Ah" to play.
The little guy was so strong, he kept thumping, Lan Shiruo had no choice but to spread the carpet, let him and the general play first, she had to give Brother Mouse a bath, and then give him an injection.
It was the first time for the rat to take a bath, and it was anxious and curious, so it tentatively put its paws in the basin.
Lan Shiruo looked funny, "Don't worry, it's very comfortable, go in quickly, you can eat after washing."
Brother Mouse tilted his head and put his front paws in, feeling nothing strange, so he boldly put his back feet in.
Lan Shiruo wetted its fur first, then used a shower gel specially designed for pets, and lathered it all over. Brother Mouse shook his head in comfort and made a suspicious "chichi" sound.
(end of this chapter)