A total of 200 tons of small shochu is a very large number, even if the underground cellar of the entire estate is emptied, it will not be able to put so many top-notch small shochu puree liquor. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info So a large number of purees that are brought back to the estate will be transported by air back to the underground cellars of the Bison Valley for storage.

These small burnt puree liquor are made of exquisite ingredients, and all of them are top-quality grains produced in space. In terms of real quality, it is not worse than those Moutai puree wines that have been cellared for 30 years? Even a little higher. I still have this self-confidence, the food produced in my own space, and the small burned puree wine I can't compete with those ordinary Moutai that are fired twice.

At around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Lefu, who was sitting in the living room drinking tea, heard the sound of rumbling cars outside and the sound of people buzzing. After putting on his jacket and walking out, he saw that the entire manor was boiling, both men and women all took action, and ten men were responsible for carrying a sea of wine of more than 1,500 catties.

The women each held a fifty-pound jar of wine and began to carry the raw wine to the underground cellar. These are only 30 tons of wine, so the quantity is limited, and the 170 tons of puree wine are also of the same size. It has been transported to the capital airport, and after the transport plane rented by Lefu at a high price, the raw wine will be safely transported to the research department and stored in the underground cellar.

Seeing people coming and going, the lively scene smiled, followed the crowd to the underground wine cellar, and then personally opened a jar of fifty catties of small burnt puree wine. Immediately, the enticing aroma of wine filled the entire underground wine cellar, and everyone was very intoxicated with their eyes closed, sniffing, and admiringly.

"It smells so good! What kind of wine is this, so fragrant? It is more fragrant than the century-old Moutai wine collected by our chief family. The taste is so pure, it's incredible, since I came to Huaxia, there are all kinds of incredible things. ”

"That's right, that's right, it's so fragrant, it seduces all the cravings in my stomach, how can I drink those damn tequila in the future."

Lefu laughed when he heard his family's servants talking, and said with a smile as he patted the shoulders of the members of the chief's guard who were helping on the side. "Okay, okay, don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me, anyway, I can't finish drinking so much wine, so take it as a benefit! Each person was given a small shochu of 50 catties. ”

"So you all deal with it, don't be greedy, and get to work. After finishing the work, take away your share and go back to your room, how do you like to drink? But there is no room for delays. ”

After hearing Lefou, the little chieftain, say this, everyone began to cheer, and their feet moved faster. Everyone's strength almost doubled, everyone began to work with laughter, and after everyone's efforts, thirty tons of small roasted puree wine in half an hour were neatly stacked in the underground wine cellar.

The specifications of these puree liquor are as follows, ten 1,000 catties of liquor are used to brew ten kinds of medicinal liquor, which is the weight of five tons of small soju. In addition, all of them are fifty pounds of small soju laurels are kept for themselves to drink, of course, because Lefu is very generous, the small soju sent out more than seventy jars.

Therefore, there are no more than 22 tons of small soju that can be drunk in the underground cellar full of Lefu, but fortunately, there are many of them, which is enough to drink these fine wines in China. Seeing that all the wine jars were safely placed in the underground cellar, Lefu was very happy to walk out with Mr. Abdul-Jabbar, and then Mr. Abdul-Jabbar whispered to Lefou.

"Chief, according to your instructions, I have prepared forty jars of small roasted puree wine and sent them to Mr. Long Aotian. And then there's your new partner, the very mysterious new gentleman, each with a ton of puree in total, and it's been delivered to them. ”

Lefu nodded with a smile and said, "Although these two goods don't drink much, they have a very tricky mouth. Our top-notch little soju is no worse than those century-old Moutai, the longer the cellar time, the higher their quality, what kind of Moutai liquor will be when the time comes. What Xifeng wine, what Shanxi's Fenjiu! Compared to our small burnt puree wine, it is not a problem. ”

At dinner that night, Lefous and Mr. Abdul-Jabbar drank each other, and drank the small roast puree wine. The alcohol concentration of the puree wine reached 73 degrees, and it was very strong and spicy, and it was like a fire when you drank it all the way down in your mouth. When it comes to the stomach, it is warm and there is no discomfort, and the more you drink, the better the taste, although the alcohol concentration is super high, but this wine is not very delicious.

With the amount of alcohol in Lefou, you can drink less than two catties and get drunk unconscious, but there is no need to fight so hard to drink at your own home, and drinking well is not the same as drinking down. After drinking a pound of small soju, I woke up the next morning refreshed, without the slightest sequelae of drinking. It's more refreshing than the hundred-year-old bamboo leaves drunk in the new big brother, it's a good wine, otherwise it's a good wine, and the space must be a high-quality product, and the small shochu produced is of such a quality, it's really an artifact.

Not only did Lefu taste the little soju well, but he was connected to Long Aotian, who was given by the house, and the very mysterious new big brother. After tasting the small shochu sent by Lefou, they all gave their thumbs up, both of whom were well-informed characters who knew what was good and what was bad.

I didn't expect that there is a puree wine in the world with higher quality than the century-old Moutai, which is really incredible. The only thing that made the two of them feel dissatisfied was that the wine sent by Lefu was too little, and each person weighed twenty jars, which was one ton, which was not enough to drink.

So the two of them pondered all the time how to pluck a few hairs from the iron rooster-like Lefou. Replenish their stock so they can taste the taste of this most classic puree wine anytime, anywhere.

Of course, the number of gifts to friends is a ton, and the number of gifts to Quiet's family will definitely not be less, the most important thing is Quiet's father. Grandpa also has a few uncles and uncles, as for the younger generation, only the quiet eldest cousin has been given the gift of Lefou's puree wine, and the others don't even think about it.

The days passed more than ten days so freely, and this morning just got up for breakfast, and Marianne accompanied Quiet to go for a prenatal checkup. I was watching the children at home, but I didn't expect to receive a call from Long Aotian, on the phone, Long Aotian said that the traitor grinned, and the laughing Lefu sweated and didn't understand, so he asked puzzled.

"I said, Young Master Long, your old man is okay and laughing nonsense. If you have something, you can say, what's going on laughing. ”

Long Aotian smiled and said, "Brother! I've done what you've given me, and I'm sure you're satisfied, and I've overfulfilled my task. But how can you thank your brother! If I'm not satisfied with my thank-you gift, don't want your Siberian tigers. The main thing is to thank you for the gift or not, hahahaha. ”