"This, it should be, I don't know much, but like peach blossom wine, there are peach blossoms in the brewing materials, and apricot blossom wine is also. Zhang Feng analyzed.

"Haha, it seems that you don't drink a lot, too, a young person has nothing to drink, and doing what those of us who are dozens of years old do, it is a little unreasonable. The uncle smiled and patted Zhang Feng's shoulder.

"Haha, I've grabbed the first jug of wine!" an old man blushed and took a sip of the flask.

"Old Kangtou grabbed the first pot of wine and was very excited. The uncle translated, and rubbed his hands together, as if the wine worm in his stomach began to squirm wildly.

"The jackpot was great. Although Zhang Feng is also anxious, after all, he is a newcomer who has just entered the wine road, and he has accumulated a trace of time, just like his cooking skills, some skills need time to run in, otherwise he is a layman after all.

Since the wine was officially sold, the crowd has become much more restless, and the aroma has made many drunkards lose their souls, and Zhang Feng can't strengthen his heart in this strange and unusually attractive wine, and his eyes are even more eager.

But the tragedy is that when the person who sold the previous one to the uncle, the wine was gone, and some people scolded, but they didn't stay in place, chasing those who had wine, only the uncle and Zhang Feng were still in the same place.

"xxx@#¥%%" Uncle beeped at Old Dürr, who finally relented and poured out the estimated amount of disposable cups from the jar.

The uncle looked at the glass of wine, scolded, but still snatched it over, carefully cared for it in his arms, and naturally lost Zhang Feng's share.

When the uncle passed by Zhang Feng, he glanced at Zhang Feng and motioned for Zhang Feng to pester Lao Duer.

Old Dur was packing up his things, for the sake of fine wine, Zhang Feng went out, and quickly stepped forward without caring whether Old Dur agreed or not, and directly started working.

Old Dur was stunned for a moment, then didn't say anything, and let Zhang Feng help him move the tools into the courtyard, in the courtyard, there are several large vats, which should be used to process the raw materials for winemaking.

The smell of wine in the courtyard was not very strong, and there was no one else, the old Dur bent over and cleaned it up, and Zhang Feng was also helping on the side, but he didn't know if the old man could order English, but fortunately, the old man didn't drive him away.

In this way, Zhang Feng followed the old man's side, constantly helping the old man to work, the red glow on the horizon had already appeared, the blazing sun faded the dazzling light, and a ray of gentle sunlight spilled into the yard, the old man looked up and opened the lid on a large vat.

As soon as the lid was opened, the intoxicating aroma of wine came to his face, and his eyes were also dazzling, and after squinting slightly, Zhang Feng saw the situation clearly, and inside the vat was a vat of sparkling red liquid, which looked particularly dazzling in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The old man looked at the sun in the sky, standing still waiting for something, as motionless as a statue, his face filled with golden sunlight in the ravine given by the years.

Zhang Feng's hands involuntarily raised to take a picture of this scene, looking at the photo in the camera, Zhang Feng remembered the oil painting "Father", he felt that if the photo in his camera was enlarged, the meaning should not be weaker than that oil painting.

The old man stood there for about ten minutes before he turned around and put the lid on it and put the stone on it.

Then the old man brought out a pot of white rice and began to wash it in the yard, Zhang Feng squatted aside and watched, the old man still had no intention of driving Zhang Feng away.

"Is this rice enough for this big vat?" Zhang Feng had such doubts in his heart, of course, he would not think that this basin of rice was used for cooking.

The old man glanced at Zhang Feng as if he was observing Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng smiled in return, and just watched quietly.

The sky slowly darkened, and the old man turned on the dim light in the courtyard and continued to scrub the rice, and the water was clear.

These are somewhat different from the conventional winemaking methods that Zhang Feng understands, and he firmly believes that if rice is used as the main ingredient, it is impossible to make such a mellow wine.

At this time, the old man poured the last clean water, turned around and went into the house, brought out a pot of boiling hot water, and poured it all into the rice in the basin.

Then from the house brought the washed dried black tea leaves, as for when the washed Zhang Feng does not know, only to see the old man put the black tea leaves flat at the bottom of the vat, what is amazing is that each leaf is almost the same size, and no leaves are stacked in a regular way.

This made Zhang Feng's mild obsessive-compulsive disorder very cool, and he almost wanted to try it himself, but after looking at his dirty hands, he finally endured it.

It took about half an hour to do this, although it was tedious, but the old man's hand speed was very fast, and after doing all this, the old man spread the steaming rice on the tea leaves in the vat with a scoop until it was all covered and smoothed, and the whole vat was estimated to be occupied by one-fifth of the height.

Zhang Feng watched the old man do every step with a craftsman spirit, and admired it, he knew that this was only the most basic of winemaking, and the output of a good vat of wine was far less than these trivial work.

After wiping the water stains on his hands, the old man waved his hand at Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng hurriedly followed, and as soon as he entered the house, under the dim light, there were several large vats, and the air was a little viscous.

Zhang Feng didn't dare to breathe, he was afraid that he would get drunk as soon as he breathed, because he felt that his hairs were just stretched and he was intoxicated by the aroma of wine in the house.

The old man waited for Zhang Feng for a few seconds, and then motioned for Zhang Feng to come with him, Zhang Feng hurriedly followed, and a few seconds later, the old man took Zhang Feng to a door.

After pushing open the door, Zhang Feng was shocked, there were countless golden coconuts on the shelves in the house, and the old man pointed to the coconuts on the first floor, the meaning was obvious.

Zhang Feng nodded, picked up the basket on the ground, and loaded it.

After a while, the two of them moved out almost fifty coconuts, and the old man signaled that it was enough, and Zhang Feng stopped.

I saw the old man pick up a coconut, then touch it, pull it, a plug appeared, and then poured the juice inside into the vat, the juice was pale yellow, with a fragrance.

The old man handed Zhang Feng the half-poured coconut, and entered the house without looking back, which made Zhang Feng cry and laugh, but he still remembered the wine just now, and really wanted to taste it.

Immediately Zhang Feng began to operate the machine, and after a short time, he poured all the juice in the coconut on the ground into the jar, and the old man also carried a stack of beans, a wine jug and two cups to the courtyard and placed them on the table in the courtyard.

"Come and have a drink. ”

Zhang Feng was shocked by the slight local accent of English, and the old man in his heart could speak English, so he didn't say a word, and he felt a little tricked.

"Okay, do you need to cover it?"

"No, I don't. ”

Sitting at the table, the old man was about to pour the wine, Zhang Feng hurriedly grabbed it and took the initiative to pour the wine.

"Taste it. The old man motioned for Zhang Feng to try the wine first.

Zhang Feng couldn't wait any longer, and took a sip of the wine that exuded a rich fragrance.