The vines are not pruned after fruiting, the branches are luxuriant, and it is not very convenient to walk in the vineyard.

Martinez, John and Anderson used branch scissors to cut off the excess vines while they were picking, and later saw Han Xuan helping, smiled and concentrated on pruning, leaving the grapes for him to pick.

A bunch of Cabernet Sauvignon weighs about 200 grams, which means that there are nearly 17,000 bunches of grapes per acre.

The first time old Barton saw so many grapes produced, his old face wrinkled with joy, and his big nose trembled.

Seeing his appearance, Han Xuan glared and asked, "Barton, why are you missing a tooth?!"

"I couldn't stand the pain from being eaten by insects, so I went to Augusta Town a few days ago and asked the doctor to help me pull it out.

I didn't want to reload it for nine hundred dollars, those guys are really black, the newspaper revealed that the cost of dental implants is only thirty dollars, no wonder dentists are so rich, I don't want to give them money even if I don't have teeth!"

John interjected, "How can you do without teeth, it's inconvenient to eat, this price is not bad, if you want to go to a big city, the profit of implanting a tooth is more than sixty times, don't you buy insurance, you can reimburse part of it, and your speech is leaking, you will try the dentist again?"

"Laughed at by you?"

Old Barton didn't like John, and smiled, "I can finally make wine this year, there are still dozens of bottles left in those stocks before, we are not suitable for growing Cabernet Sauvignon, the yield was not high in the past few years, and you stole it back to make your own wine." ”

"This Cabernet Sauvignon production is indeed high, but this is not higher or higher, Romanée-Conti winery, the yield of an acre is less than a ton, only 6,000 bottles a year, and the excess is cut off. Just to ensure the taste of the grapes, that's why they can be sold so expensive. ”

Anderson said that he always had a smile on his face today, humming a song when he was fine, and almost telling people that he was happy.

Han Xuan couldn't figure out the situation, and quietly asked Martinez: "What's wrong with Anderson?"

"Cheryl is pregnant. Shhhh

Martinez said that even though the ranch had recruited many female employees, he had not been able to succeed. Out of the jealousy of the old bachelor, he can't see people showing affection.

"You're so boring. Han Xuan wiped the sweat from his head, gently put the grapes in the basket, and saw Anderson looking at him with burning eyes, without speaking, and smiled back at him.

Anderson choked and rolled his eyes, "No one cares what happened to me? Don't you see me smiling? Look at the eyes!"

"Don't talk nonsense, we're going to finish this place today. Hurry up and get to work. Barton joined in the fun, not giving him a chance to speak. "Get some help from the orchard first, Martinez, you go get them.

You'll have to order some oak barrels to come back, there's not enough in the warehouse, John, you drive these grapes back. Let people wash and pick it off, don't leave the stems, the last batch left the grape stalks, the taste is not very good, and then take out the juicer in the warehouse to wash it.

Wait for the vineyard on the other side of the orchard to start harvesting. We're going to buy a wine line, preferably digging a big cellar. ”

"I'll tell my dad later, it's better to get a few winemakers. Han Xuan nodded and left.

Leaving Anderson alone, he raised his hand to stop talking, and could only mumble to Samoyed.

The sky above the pasture was clear, and large clumps of marshmallows floated in and rested overhead.

In the middle of the day, the cowboys gathered under the tree to eat lunch from the cafeteria, and the smell of hot dog cheese bread wafted away, knowing that they had a large amount of food, and one serving could top three servings sold on the street.

Han Xuan took off his coat, his shoes and pants were stained with a lot of mud, scraped clean on the grass, and was about to get food, when Pooh came running around, with a small black bag hanging on his chest, roaring in his mouth, came to him and squatted, shrunk his head and took off the bag.

He took it and opened it, looked at it, and said, "My mother asked you to send it?"

Pooh nodded, its claws scratched on its body, dark golden short hair fluttering, it was going to be cold, it had recently changed its moult, two centimeters of short hair in summer, and it could grow to more than ten centimeters in winter.

After saying a few words, let Pooh go back first, Han Xuan sat under the tree and opened it, the lunch box contained a vegetable salad, covered it without feeling, looked around to find Daddy, and walked over to him.

"My mom gave it to you. ”

"Vegetable salad again?" said with a wry smile, picking up the fork.

Han Xuan waited for him to finish eating, and asked Aunt Kelly for a hot dog cheese to sit down.

Father Han asked, "Haven't you eaten it?"

"No, I was eaten by you for lunch. ”

“…… Damn!"

In the afternoon, many people came to help.

Hundreds of people were picking Cabernet Sauvignon together, and they were all busy at three o'clock, and Barton said regretfully: "If I had more scissors, maybe I could finish pruning the branches." ”

"Let's get it tomorrow, what are you going to do now, juicing?"

"No, no, no, there are too many Cabernet Sauvignon this time, we don't have anything to ferment it, and the Cabernet Sauvignon will change its flavor very quickly when it is picked.

John, you take five tons of first brew, and the others ask little Gonzalez to help, he has equipment in the cellar, old Gonzalez used to like to make wine, but I don't know if the machine can still be used, if not, I have to go to someone else's house to ask.

The old Gonzalez barrels are also very good, bought from France more than a decade ago, and now the new oak barrels on the market are all produced in the United States and Canada, and the wine does not taste as good. ”

"Okay, I'll call him and ask, Jones, Martinez, you go get the tractor loaded. After Father Han finished speaking, he asked the boy, "You go home first?"

"Go ahead, I'll see how they make wine......"

Waited by the vineyard.

Several tractors approached with black smoke, the alfalfa grass in the bucket had not been cleaned, John hugged the grass and mud horses that he threw to the fence, and the others piled up the wooden frames filled with Cabernet Sauvignon and tied them tightly with ropes.

Three tractors headed south to Gonzalez Ranch.

Han Xuan sat in the car driven by John, he struggled to shake the rocker next to the tractor head, and after waiting for the belt to turn, he ran to the seat and sat down.

The gear was started, the old tractor was still bought in the eighties, and it kept shaking up and down when it was driven, Han Xuan felt that his buttocks were numb, and black smoke kept drifting in his face, and he didn't know what to do with a good expression, so he could only smile speechlessly.

Following the other cars, they stopped at the side of the wooden bridge, and the water of the Mori River flowed slowly at the bottom of the bridge.

"John, what are we doing here, the cellar isn't here, is it?"

"Wash the grapes, Alexander, they went back to get the barrels, and now they used to wash the grapes with the water of the Mori River, and then squeeze the juice by the river and seal it, and after a while they will filter it and change the barrels for cellaring.

The water of the Mori River is the melting snow of the snow-capped mountains, and there is no pollution in the middle, and there are some microorganisms and minerals, and the tap water has a smell of bleaching powder, and it will never be able to make good wine. (To be continued.) )