Winemaking & Food Engineering?

What kind of profession is this?

He turned around, thinking worriedly: what if there was no common language in the future.

At this time, Wen Xiaoman seemed to feel that he was looking at her, and took advantage of the gap between turning PPT to lower her head and smile softly.

Well, how to say it, he suddenly understood that the classic sentence "flowers can bloom in the dust" turned out to be this feeling.

Let's go, Zhong Sheng thought, if you look at it like this, it's a bit terrible......

Moreover, he had a small idea: he needed a little sense of ritual to prove that he had romantic genes.

When Zhong Sheng saw Wen Xiaoman again, she was standing under the bulletin board of the academy, not knowing what she was looking at.

"Did the defense go well?" Zhong Sheng asked.

"It's okay, it's not dangerous. At the end of the defense, Wen Xiaoman smiled at him and stuck out his tongue.

"What are you looking at?" Zhong Sheng looked at the bulletin board from her angle, and couldn't help but be stunned, there was a publicity document posted on the bulletin board, on which Wen Xiaoman's punishment results were written in black and white.

"Hey, I didn't want you to see it. Wen Xiaoman smiled, pretending to block, and later saw Zhong Sheng's expression a little serious, she thought about it, and said with some relief: "The punishment of the warning is already very light, I accept this result." ”

"Hmm. Zhong Sheng pursed his lips and replied lightly.

"Do you remember Chu Qianqian?" Wen Xiaoman suddenly turned his head and asked him.

"Huh? Yes. "He has a good memory and still has that name in his memory.

"I apologized to her. Hey, hey, don't look at me like that......" Wen Xiaoman smiled and patted him.

"I thought ......" Zhong Sheng looked down at her, a little stunned.

"I also thought I wouldn't apologize. Wen Xiaoman sighed and said abruptly, "Maybe it's about to graduate, some things that I used to be obsessed with suddenly become less important." But there must be a result, I promise to graduate, Chu Qianqian will reopen next year with the next level, there is news on campus every day, this matter will be slowly forgotten, it is time for the dust to settle. ”

"That's right, there has to be a result. Zhong Sheng nodded, suddenly took out a cluster of white flowers, and handed it to Wen Xiaoman, "For you, happy graduation." ”

Wen Xiaoman saw the gardenia blooming on his fingertips, her eyes suddenly lit up, and the tip of her nose lingered with a vague fragrance, she looked at him in surprise: "Where did you pick it from?"

In fact, this cluster of gardenias was originally inserted in Zhong Sheng's suit pocket, but she never noticed it, as if the flower should have appeared on him.

"There is a mother-in-law selling flowers at the school gate......" Zhong Sheng's voice was low and slightly hoarse.

"Some people say that selling flowers in this life will be beautiful in the next life. ”

"Then you must have been a little girl selling flowers in your previous life. Zhong Sheng smiled lowly.

"Hey," Wen Xiaoman's tail note dragged on for a long time, and he said angrily, "It's been a long time since anyone said I'm beautiful, you can't lie to me." ”

Zhong Sheng chuckled, "You have the right to be a lover in the eyes of Xi Shi......"

"Xiaoman, I like you. Zhong Sheng lowered his head, and his voice was a little low.

"What?" Wen Xiaoman didn't hear his words clearly, and looked up in confusion.

Then, "Knock-"

In the next second, Wen Xiaoman covered his forehead, squatted on the ground, and hummed in pain.

And Zhong Sheng held his chin, and was hit by Wen Xiaoman's forehead and took a step back.

"Hey, has the little girl practiced the Iron Head Skill?" Zhong Sheng looked up at the sky and said helplessly.

Wen Xiaoman was not convinced, and said: "That's not as good as a hero, you poke people in the chin." ”

Zhong Sheng's heart was stirred up and he glared angrily.

Wen Xiaoman didn't let go of a single step and glared back.

Zhong Sheng looked at Xiaoman, laughed loudly, and pulled her to stand up: "No, no, I laughed, the part just now is going to be cut, let's do it again." ”

After that, before Wen Xiaoman could react, he hugged her strongly and whispered in her ear: "Xiaoman, I like you." ”

Wen Xiaoman was as petrified, his limbs stiffened into a board, and he lost contact with the world in an instant.

But in the next second, Rou Ruan's warm lips were imprinted on her cheeks.

At this moment, the clock stops, time stands still, love spreads like sunshine, and flowers fill the boulevard.

After a while, Zhong Sheng saw that Wen Xiaoman did not react, and was a little deflated, and muttered: "Obviously you said it, if I want to meet a girl I like, tell her ......"

Wen Xiaoman was full of joy, and suddenly felt that the scenery around him suddenly became brighter.

Hmm, did this person grow up eating cute?

Otherwise, why are all living beings suffering, but he is the only one who smells of Skittles?

After the defense, Wen Xiaoman's affairs at school came to an end, and he only needed to wait until the end of June to attend the graduation ceremony and receive his graduation certificate, which was an official farewell to his student days.

With such a long free time in between, others may plan a graduation trip, catch the tail of youth, and see the mountains, lakes, rivers and seas of the world.

But Wen Xiaoman is not interested in this, and the R&D center has also taken a long vacation, so he is not in a hurry to go back, and there is nothing to do in a hurry.

"Why don't I follow you back to the archaeological team to continue my internship. She thought about it and said to Zhong Sheng.

Zhong Sheng was naturally very happy, according to the plan, the work of the archaeological team will end in early July, and at this time, the interns on the archaeological site have also finished their internships and returned to school to prepare for their final exams. Xiao Man's return to the archaeological team now can not only help him, but also help further cultivate feelings, which is a good thing, a great thing! Zhong Sheng secretly remembered that he had not forgotten Li Yuan's previous experience.

Thinking of this, Zhong Sheng couldn't help frowning, people have no long-term worries, his working relationship is in Beijing, and now he is seconded to the Yizhou Provincial Institute of Archaeology, and as soon as the Fengli site project is over, he still has to return to Beijing. By that time, there would be a distance of more than 2,000 kilometers between him and Xiaoman......

Zhong Sheng's breath stagnated, and he suddenly grabbed the hands of the people around him, Wen Xiaoman looked over puzzled, and saw Zhong Sheng's eyes blazing, looking at her expectantly: "Without further ado, let's leave tonight?"

"Uh," the corners of Wen Xiaoman's eyes twitched, "Actually, it doesn't have to be so fast. ”

Zhong Sheng lowered his head, revealing wet eyes like a big dog: "But I only took one day off, and I will go back to work tomorrow, don't you want to go back to Fengli with me?"

"I ......," Wen Xiaoman hesitated.

Zhong Sheng took a breath and continued: "I borrowed Li Yuan's car to drive Yida, the carbon emission of one kilometer of the car is 0.27 kilograms, and it is 160 kilometers from here to Fengli Town. If it were just me, the per capita carbon emissions would be as high as 43.2 kilograms, and if you could go back with me, the result would be very different, and the per capita would immediately drop to 21.6 kilograms...... Xiaoman, you know, I've always been a person who pays special attention to environmental issues. ”

"Don't say it again!" Wen Xiaoman immediately interrupted Zhong Sheng's words, and said in a resolute tone, "Wait for me for an hour, and I will definitely go with you." ”

She couldn't resist his rigorous academic flirtatation, and now she only felt that she had a number hanging over her head that was constantly changing, constantly reminding herself of how much carbon dioxide she emitted, which was damn.

It's over, she's going to be eaten to death by Zhong Sheng. Hey, just now Zhong Sheng's eyes flashed with a light called cunning to read the success of the conspiracy? Is she wrong, well, she must be wrong, so that she will not be deceived by Zhong Sheng.

At the urging of Zhong Sheng, Wen Xiaoman sorted out the luggage left at school a little, and went back to Fengli together.

Perhaps it was the cowardice of her hometown, she sat in the co-pilot, watching the familiar scenery flashing outside the car window, and she was a little nervous in her heart.

Sure enough, when she stood on the archaeological site again, looking at the completely excavated winemaking ruins, a lot of things suddenly came to her mind, and she was a little distracted.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Sheng asked her.

Wen Xiaoman sighed and pointed to the excavated ancient cellar: "These ancient cellars ...... What happens when the archaeological work is over?"

Zhong Sheng looked at her with some surprise, pondered for a moment, and then said thoughtfully: "The Yizhou Provincial Archaeological Institute is applying to the above, and it may be rated as a national key cultural relics protection unit. ”

Wen Xiaoman squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil casually: "I am learning to brew, brewing and brewing, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is very simple, the grain is added to the water, sealed into the cellar pool, it is not so magical, and it does not require too many processes, whether the brewing can be successful, the most important thing is actually the microorganisms in the cellar mud, it is by relying on the fermentation of these microorganisms, water can become wine." ”

Zhong Sheng nodded as if he didn't understand: "What do you want to say?"

"It's the industrial age, and the cellars used for mechanized winemaking are big cellars, but if you look at the ones in front of you, there are round, waist-shaped cellars, and these are clearly small cellars. Theoretically, the small cellar volume is small, and the contact area between the fermented grain and the cellar mud will naturally become larger, which is more conducive to microbial activity and fermentation will be more adequate than that of large cellar winemaking. Therefore, the quality of the wine made in the small cellar is definitely better than that in the large cellar. Wen Xiaoman slowly stood up, narrowed his eyes, and continued: "I was wondering if these ancient cellars could still make wine. ”

Hearing this, Zhong Sheng frowned slightly: "But these wine cellars haven't been used for hundreds of years......"

Wen Xiaoman suddenly laughed, gently took Zhong Sheng's hand, and said comfortingly: "Hey, you don't have to persuade me, I understand, this is not something that can be done overnight, the flora of the ancient cellar needs to be detected and cultivated, and the small cellar brewing is too dependent on labor, and the cost is much higher than that of the large cellar, so it is indeed difficult to introduce it to the market." But you also have to take into account the pursuit of high-quality wine by a professional winemaker. ”

Suddenly, Wen Xiaoman only felt a hand stretched out from behind his back, and with lightning speed, he grabbed her head and slammed into Zhong Sheng's head.