"Boss Wen, then do you say that this wine is blended or distilled?" Chang Zhaowen also thought that the Chang's Winery he brought back this time was not a wine, which was undoubtedly a huge encouragement to Jiang Henglin, and he had a stomach full of doubts and couldn't wait to discuss it with Chang Zhaowen.

"You won't know until you taste this, you wait a minute, it seems like fig juice has arrived. There was a brief knock on the door, and Chang Zhaowen got up to open the door.

At this time, Jiang Henglin suddenly reacted, his precious nephew is still in a coma because he is drunk, uh, if Xiaobai knows that he has thrown him aside, and he and Boss Wen just chatted like this, it is estimated that it will inevitably be another complaint.

"Okay, this one is fig juice. Chang Zhaowen had already walked over with a tray full of fuchsia juice, and he placed the tray on the small bar in the corner of the office, "The fat general only ate half a glass of wine and woke up, it seems that the effect of this fig juice decanting should be very good." ”

"Okay!" Jiang Henglin hurriedly got up and poured a glass of fig juice for Jiang Baishan, and helped him sit up, holding the cup of sweet fig juice against his mouth.

Even in an unconscious stupor, when the sense of smell felt the fig juice that exuded a strong natural fresh and sweet taste, Jiang Baishan's originally closed lips still opened naturally, his lips pressed against the mouth of the cup, and he instinctively began to suck.

Jiang Henglin suddenly had such a thought in his heart, but he quickly rejected this ridiculous idea, Jiang Baishan's breathing was heavy and even, unless he was a professional actor with superb acting skills, ordinary people without professional training could not act with this effect.

Chang Zhaowen's eyes swept over the two uncles and nephews of the Jiang family, he had no doubt that fig juice could wake up Jiang Baishan, he just hoped that he would not be like the fat general, who was obviously already sober, and noisily said that he was sleepy, and he forcibly poured two bundles of juice alone, I really don't know where he got such a big bladder.

Chang Zhaowen also poured himself a glass of fig juice, took a sip first, the soft sweetness gently wrapped the tongue like a gentle cloud, and the liquid of the delicate flesh with a little sand slowly flowed in the mouth, from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue and then turned sharply down the esophagus, and everywhere it went was covered with a thin layer of sweet puree, like a protective film.

It's time!

Chang Zhaowen picked up the wine glass and swallowed the liquid inside!

On the palate, the tannins are slightly astringent, a distinctive characteristic of the wine, which is lost if the wine is distilled again to obtain a brandy-like highness.

It's not distilled, it's not distilled spirit!Chang Zhaowen's eyebrows were slightly raised, could it be that his intuition was wrong? This is really just wine?

It's just that the tannins are not flavorful enough, they are as fine as a gossamer between the lips and teeth, and the structure is not tight enough, neither the velvety delicate texture, nor the wine produced by the word farm has a thick aging beauty.

According to the wine evaluation standards, this is only a popular wine, and there are a few Everest between it and the best wines. If the wine has a good tannin base, then even if it tastes average now, there is still a chance to turn it over and leave it to time to sleep in the dark and quiet cellar.

When the tannins are tamed by time, the wine that is difficult to eat when the new wine has undergone the carving of time has a three-dimensional taste and extraordinary refinement.

But the wine he drank now obviously did not have this characteristic, Chang Zhaowen had the wine in his mouth, and let it circulate and roll on his tongue, but he did not swallow it for a long time.

Everywhere the tongue went, it was as if a small flame had been lit, a bitter spicy smell that grew stronger as the wine's intense fruitiness dissipated.

If wine is an elegant lady who needs you to peel off the cocoon and savor her beauty, then now Chang Zhaowen feels like a spicy girl, and the big horn directly pounces on you and hugs you.

In the spring and snow, the people in the lower riba have their own good.

But one thing is for sure, with the addition of this spicy and stimulating wine, it is easier to touch the soul and make people addicted.

The hot sensation faded little by little, the sweet and long taste emerged, and the originally hot and stimulating liquid suddenly became softer, and Chang Zhaowen felt that he was surrounded by a strong drunken breath.

The tongue loosened uncontrollably, and the magical liquid rushed frantically downstream like a flood that had suddenly opened the floodgates. Chang Zhaowen only felt as if all the blood in his body was pouring into his head, and his memory instantly appeared a brief blank, but fortunately, he had drunk fig juice as a base before, so that he would not get drunk.

There was only a brief "tick" in his memory, and then he immediately regained consciousness. I felt cold in my limbs, and the heat in my arms and legs rushed in the same direction. He could feel all the heat in his body twisting and gathering wildly, and finally it split in two cleanly, half of it rushing directly down his esophagus into his stomach, and the other half rushing towards his face, which was already as red as a pig's liver, and the endless heat only rushed into his brain.

……

"Second uncle!" Jiang Baishan finally woke up slowly from his deep sleep, his second uncle made Jiang Henglin, who was holding the cup, stunned, his hand shook, the cup was crooked, and a lot of liquid spilled out inside.

Jiang Baishan subconsciously opened his mouth wide and went directly to pick it up, but where is the liquid that can be spilled so easily?

"Ahem, cough, cough!" The juice choked on his nose Jiang Baishan began to cough, but fortunately, the discomfort passed quickly, and the juice on his face was a little slimy, but the residual sweetness and fruity aroma in his mouth made him feel very comfortable.

Jiang Baishan sat up straight and took the remaining half cup of juice from Jiang Henglin's hand and drank it all. The warm smell of wine mixed with the aroma of juice in the mouth is actually a unique taste.

Just when Jiang Baishan squinted and immersed himself in this feeling completely different from wine, Jiang Henglin reacted first, he turned around and looked at Chang Zhaowen who was holding the empty wine glass, and his voice trembled a little with excitement: "Wen, Boss Wen, what do you think is wrong with this wine?"

Chang Zhaowen touched his mouth, opened his mouth, and exhaled a strong breath of wine: "There is no problem with this wine, the problem should be in the water, no, it should be in the bacteria." ”