It was a short distance from Paris to Dijon, nearly 300 kilometres, plus the roads in the suburbs were winding and cookie-cutter, and it was the first time they had driven in Europe, and they couldn't drive fast at all, driving for almost four hours before they entered Burgundy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After Tony drove for an hour and a half, Brandon drove for another two hours, about twenty minutes ago, and then Lu Li drove away.

The tires of the car can clearly feel the stumbling stones on the sandy ground, the curling yellow smoke wafting in front of the car, and the grape trellises of green raindrops on both sides stretching up the gentle slope of the hill, the staggered and orderly scene is a spectacular scene, sheltering the minaret-like church in the meantime, the dark brown stone piles hide the history and vicissitudes of centuries ago, and the white-walled and red-roofed residential houses are clustered around the minaret.

This is the quintessential European countryside scene, which is absolutely impossible to see in the United States.

"Brandon, was the vineyard on the ranch like this before?" Lu Li couldn't help but open his mouth wide, this was the first time he saw the picture of vineyards all over the mountains. In comparison, Cloud Peak Ranch is not worth mentioning at all.

Although before this, Lu Li knew that Texas was not a famous wine producing area, and it was very rare for Yunfeng Ranch to have that piece of vineyard, and the yield and quality were bound to not be too high, but when he really came to Burgundy, the shock came to his face, and Lu Li deeply felt the huge difference.

Burgundy's vineyard area is the smallest of France's four major wine regions.

Looking at the lush grape branches and leaves outside the window, Brandon couldn't help but exclaim, "No, it's not. It's just the ...... in front of you I don't know, twentieth?" Brandon looked down the rolling hills, trying to find the end of the vineyard, but he failed, and although the vineyard of the ranch was also very vast, he knew what it meant to be small.

"Isn't our vineyard too small?" Brandon, a Texan, has a stubbornness rooted in his blood, but today, seeing is believing, he can't help but marvel.

"Golden Hill!" Tony shouted excitedly when he saw a French sign directly in front of him, "We're now in the Golden Hill range." Lu Li and Brandon were both at a loss, there was no reaction, only Tony was cheering and celebrating, he was really a little lonely, and had to explain urgently.

"The Côte d'Ord is the prime region of Burgundy grapes, where the climate and soil are the best and always produces an indulgent Pinot Noir. If you look to the east now, this whole hill has produced countless great Burgundy wines, and although I have not looked up the information, at least half of the most expensive Burgundy wines in history have been produced here. ”

Such a simple and clear explanation immediately made Lu Li and Brandon understand: value, this is the simplest and rude understanding, and it is also the source of the name of Golden Hill.

Just in this area, along the foot of the mountain, you can see the famous "Famous Vineyard Road", along the way there are many top red wine wineries, in addition to the Côte d'Oeuvre, the Chardonnay of Chablis, the Chorde de Chalonne, and the white wine of the Magon district. These diverse wine varieties are also included in Burgundy, but it goes without saying that most of the most famous, finest and most classic Pinot Noir is produced at the Côte d'Or.

"So you're saying that the vineyards we see now actually belong to different wineries?" asked Brandon, but at the same time, Lu Li was also extremely curious, he had always thought that each winery had its own vineyard, and then hired professional winemakers to complete the winemaking, but obviously, Burgundy's operating model was different.

Tony nodded, "Burgundy has always been a scattered wine region, with the average vineyard area of only fifteen acres per vineyard per farmer. ”

"What? Isn't the vineyard on our ranch capable of accommodating more than twenty winegrowers?" Brandon thought that the vineyard area of the ranch was too small, but he didn't expect it, and then this idea was overturned.

"Yes. Tony replied in the affirmative, "Burgundy's such trivial vineyards are one of their specialties, which is the greatest disadvantage for winemaking, because the human factor is magnified here to a high level." In other wine regions, it may be clear which vintage or village the bottle comes from, but here a small vineyard may belong to seven or eight winegrowers at a time, and then hand over to seven or eight different wineries. ”

"This is also the specific of Burgundy wines, there are many top wineries, there are many top vineyards, the average quality is still the top of the best, but the quality difference between different vintages is still more obvious, maybe this year a small winery suddenly became popular, but the next year it fell silent. In addition to the weather factor, the influence of the human factor is also enormous. "That's why I'm so hopeful about our farm vineyards. While our weather conditions and soil conditions cannot replicate Burgundy, the human factor is really reduced to a minimum. ”

"To put it simply, success is success together, and failure is a pot. Lu Li's conclusion stunned Tony, and then burst out laughing.

Lu Li parked the car next to him, and Tony stood on the side of the road, studying the soil structure and the growth of grapes. It's already August, and the harvest time is getting closer, and the quality of the grapes at Top of the Cloud Farm will be known.

Lu Li and Brandon watched for a while, but they couldn't understand the meaning of Tony's actions, even if they wanted to help, they couldn't start.

However, you can only feel the mystery when you are truly there. The vineyards of the top of the clouds are very neatly planned, which is all thanks to Tony, but the vineyards of Burgundy are really too vast, stretching along the undulations of the hills all the way to the horizon, as if there is no end in sight, the whole world is surrounded by grapes, this is not the top of the clouds Ranch can be compared.

Lu Li couldn't help but be a little curious, these grapes grown on the same land are under different grape farmers and handed over to different wineries to make different wines, so what is the difference between them?

Of course, Lu Li is just thinking about it, the knowledge of wine tasting is vast and difficult to understand, and it is definitely not an easy task to reach a certain level. What's more, the question he was curious about just now was so subtle, it was even more difficult.

After leaving the Golden Hill, they drove for less than half an hour before they reached Dijon.

It's a rustic town, with no tourists and no crowds, and that secluded tranquility has a taste of paradise. It has the stability and vicissitudes of historical precipitation, even if it is famous for its wines, it is still not as famous as Provence and Arles, and there are not even too many tourists, but it is this quiet and far-reaching peace, but it makes people taste real romance and comfort.

The town is the size of a palm, and exploring it slowly on your feet will take you around in less than thirty minutes.

Tonymo wanted to try French cuisine – wine-related delicacies, Burgundy goulash in red wine, and for Lu Li and Brandon, Dijon's famous French snails were a must-try.

By the square in the center of the town, I found a random restaurant and sat down. At this time, the night had not yet completely fallen, the sky was glowing, a group of eleven or twelve year-old teenagers were giggling and playing football, and on the bench next to him sat a bald old man, looking intently at the children laughing in front of him:

The youngest, emaciated child, managed to kick the football into the goal, and a group of children screamed and shouted in exuberance, while the goalkeeper became the object of his peers' complaints, but he stubbornly argued as if it were not a game, but a World Cup final.

The sky was sparsely sprinkled with some rain, but the people in the square didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, no one ran at all, still focused on what they were doing, and was not affected by the light rain at all.

A woman in a navy blue dress opened the big red umbrella she was carrying, and continued to move forward slowly, the curling steps made the corners of the skirt fly, and the heavy color was fainted in the rain like cow hair, elegant and calm.

Following her figure, you can see two men standing next to the pillar next to the square, the French man with long curly hair lit the cigarette in his hand, chic and uninhibited, casual and casual, the flickering cigarette butts in the rain curtain to draw the eye, he and the friends next to him chattered chattering, and the chatter French could be faintly heard in the wind.

Beside them, a couple left another restaurant and walked briskly over. The lady's big red skirt flew up because of the rapid footsteps, and the two men walked out of the square, and found their car on the side road outside, and the man trotted all the way around the passenger seat, opened the door for the lady, and waited for the lady to get into the car, and then he ran back to the driver's seat and drove away slowly.

At this moment, two figures cut off Lu Li's sight, and their footsteps stopped at the door of the restaurant, next to which the restaurant's menu was placed, and the two of them were carefully flipping through it. The woman's body leaned back slightly, snuggled in the man's arms, the man grabbed the woman's waist with one hand, whispered something in his ear, and the smile on the corner of the two people's mouths rose.

Everything is so life-like, but so quiet, romantic, and beautiful, that people are intoxicated.

"Hello, this is a burgundy beef stew. "The fragrance wafted in the rain. This is France.