On the stopper of each barrel hung a brownish-yellow piece of brown brown paper with a name written on it, most of which they were not familiar with, but a few who knew it.

For example, "Brian", which is the name of Mayor Pelican, is later in 1952.

"Maggie Lee", the proprietor of the town bar, is in her fifties and is dated 1955.

Emperor Wu has been looking for the name of Benjamin of the Straw Hat Ranch, an old friend of Hans, and the Straw Hat Ranch is also a century-old ranch run by the family.

Sure enough, "Benjamin" was found on the barrel in the back row, and the year behind the name was 1949, cool, the same age as the Republic.

They couldn't figure out what the years meant, and it didn't look like age, because Maggie wasn't that old. Frank speculated that it might have been the time when the wine had been sealed, and everyone agreed.

The cellar is like a natural cold room, with a hint of chill inside, but it is drier than the corridors, and it seems that the builders have treated the walls with special materials to keep them cold and not too wet.

"So what are you going to do with these wines? Open them and drink them? I think they probably don't taste as good as beer. Turks spread his hands.

"It's a pity that you can't drink it, this wine has long since changed its taste, otherwise it would definitely be the best wine of the best. ”

Emperor Wu walked around as he spoke, casually looking at the label on the barrel.

Suddenly, a name stopped him, and he beckoned the three of Frank to come over.

"You'd never guess whose name is written on this piece of paper. Emperor Wu covered the kraft paper with his hand.

"Let me guess, Abraham Lincoln or Stalin or Plato. Tex said with a grin.

Patricia said a list of names that Emperor Wu had never heard of, probably a singer or a movie star or something.

Emperor Wu slowly moved away a little, revealing a first name, and the surname was still hidden.

"Belmondo. Frank read it aloud.

The three of them thought about it for a while and couldn't remember who this person was, a very unfamiliar name, so Emperor Wu had to move another name.

"Virtue. ”

Uncle Frank remembered something, "This person's family was or is a nobleman, just like in a German-speaking country, it is a truth that the name has Feng in it, and it is the embodiment of the previous aristocratic status. For example, the mother of King Louis XIII of France was called Marie de' Medici. ”

"Medici, the name of the queen has been heard, and the boulevard of the Queen, on the outskirts of the Louvre, is named after her. Emperor Wu said that this had been read in the history books.

"Of course, it is also possible to pretend to be nobles, and there are many such people. Frank added with a smile.

Emperor Wu revealed the mystery and the last surname: House.

When it came to the aristocracy, everyone had a point in their hearts, but they didn't expect that the name on this barrel was actually surnamed House.

"Belmondo de Haus. Emperor Wu read, "As far as I know, the only one with the surname House in this area is the House Manor. ”

Frank nodded, "That's right, this surname is the only one in Pelican Town, and the name clearly has a feudal aristocratic leaning. ”

Emperor Wu couldn't help but wonder if Mr. Hans had a previous relationship with the House Manor, and the names on the barrels were all friends of Hans, so the relationship between Mr. Belmondo of the House family and Hans was not ordinary.

"The House family is headed by Stanley, and it looks like this Belmondo is older than him, probably from Stanley's father's generation. Turks analyzed.

Frank had the most say, saying: "The relationship between the ranch and the house manor was not good before, but it was not bad, there was little intersection, and Mr. Hans never went there. ”

"I don't understand. Emperor Wu said helplessly, "Go to another room and have a look, maybe you can find the answer there." ”

The four of them opened another iron door next to the cellar, which was a brewing workshop with a full set of winemaking equipment, but it was rusty and dusty.

The size of the room is about the same size as the wine cellar, and the electric lights are also installed, and the temperature in this room is obviously higher than that of the wine cellar, which is about the same as the outside, and the walls should not be insulated.

In addition to the equipment, there is a row of bookshelves and an old desk, as well as a single bed.

If there is a big disaster on the ground, you can take refuge below, reserve the resources of the upper half of the room, and spend it safely.

In this way, the basement of the ranch hides a wine cellar.

In addition to books on wine technology, there are five large notebooks left by Hans, each as thick as a Xinhua dictionary, densely packed with letters.

They are all impressed by the ingenuity of this wine workshop, and many of the equipment is embedded in the walls without taking up an area.

Emperor Wu picked up the outermost record book and wiped off the dust to reveal the dark red cover.

"Clayvinson. Emperor Wu subconsciously read it.

After hearing this, Frank came over, looked at it carefully, and said happily: "This is the name of Hans's father, the madman who drove tens of thousands of cattle to Darwin Harbour during World War II!"

"Maniac" was his nickname.

"Have you seen him?" asked Turks.

Frank regretfully said: "No, when I arrived at the ranch he had already gone to Fremantle, known as Little Italy, in Western Australia. ”

Turn the first page, and there is only one sentence on it: "South Australia stands forever." ”

This is the message of encouragement when Clervinson's ranch runs into a crisis, and this is the spirit of South Australian Ranch.

Uncle Frank said that Mr. Hans would always read this phrase several times when he almost went bankrupt, and at the time he thought it was strange that it had been handed down from his father's generation.

Reading between the lines, it is clear that Clivinson is a stubborn man, and Hans has inherited this very well, and can imagine a dispute between the two men over the ranch because of a disagreement.

That's why Clervinson left Western Australia.

The four of them stood at their desks, intently flipping through the notebooks.

Three of the five books are the insights of Hans and his father Clervinson on winemaking.

Emperor Wu thought that this was a lot of wealth, and it could even be used directly to make wine, maybe it could really bring back the "South Australia" wine of a hundred years ago.

The other two are like diaries, recording the growth of the ranch.

A yellowed color photograph falls out of it showing a family vacationing by the sea.

The middle-aged man who was slightly fat was supposed to be Clevinson, and the woman with long blond hair was his wife.

There was only one boy among the three children, and it was naturally Hans as a child, and at that time he was very fat, surrounded by the whole family, and he was a complete fat boy, with a happy face.

Compared with the two sisters, who are in good shape, the family is smiling happily, and the three children are each wearing a swimming ring and are preparing to go into the sea to play.

This photo is precious, and it is the only trace of their family in this world. On their deathbed, the Hans burned everything, including photographs, except for the cellar, which was never visited, and the family portrait was preserved.

These things touched Frank a lot, and the Hans family played a key role in the first half of his life, and he was silent and did not speak.

Frank sat in a daze on the dusty single bed and lit a cigarette.