The boy's words evoked Hu Shijiu's memories. Back then, she also asked Bai Ling with great curiosity why her brother's surname was Bai and her surname was Hu, and she didn't have a good name.

"Because it's ugly!" Hu Shijiu still remembered that day, Bai Ling smiled and pinched his nose and said.

Hu Shijiu touched his nose.

So why is it called nineteen?

"Easy to remember." Bai Ling's concise words are destined for Hu Shijiu's life in the world, and everyone will ask whether his family is prosperous.

"What do you think?" Li Hetian saw that Hu Shijiu suddenly stopped talking, so he bumped her with his elbow.

"Nope." Hit by him, Bai Ling's shadow was like a mist with a shimmering light in the air, and suddenly dissipated.

Hu Shijiu sat next to him and asked casually, "How long have you been here?" ”

"It's been almost a year." Li Hetian scratched his head embarrassedly, "My father asked me to learn to make wine, but until now, I don't even know how to make a fur." ”

"Take your time, it'll always be fine." Hu Shijiu also seemed to be cheering himself up, nodded, looked at the wine cellar below, and said seriously.

"Hmm!" Li Hetian was particularly optimistic, and nodded vigorously, and his chubby puffy face trembled.

"By the way, what are they doing there?" Hu Shijiu stretched out his hand and pointed to a few "open spaces" not far away. It doesn't seem appropriate to say that it is an open space, but in the upper right corner of the cellar there is a large open space that appears to have been specially vacated, where, every few steps, a layer of white is spread on the ground.

By this time, most of the men in the cellar had rested, and only a few men in the open field, like old farmers after the autumn harvest, were busy ploughing the ground with rakes.

"Oh, that's the drying hall, they're "spreading rice"! Li Hetian looked in the direction of Hu Shijiu's finger and said with a big grin.

Spread out rice?

Hu Jiu looked at it in bewilderment, her fox's sense of smell seemed to smell a hint of "rice" fragrance in the air.

"Do you see that big white patch? That's steamed rice," Li Hetian raised his arm and pointed there from afar.

As he spoke, he quietly turned his head to see Hu Shijiu's reaction.

Sure enough, Hu Shijiu's eyes widened, it was really "rice"!

But what is the steamed, fragrant rice spread on the ground?

Seeing Hu Shijiu's surprised expression, Li Hetian couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Before, the newcomer, more than one person, when he saw the rice in the distance, thought it was just white lime.

Therefore, every time they heard Li Hetian say this, they would show the same incredulous expression as Hu Shijiu. There are even people who have to go over and see it for themselves to believe it.

Why is the steamed rice sprinkled on the ground? What is "Rice Stall"?

The doubts in Hu Shijiu's heart were different from theirs.

"Spread rice, that is, spread the steamed rice on the bamboo mushroom, stir and cool it with a wooden tree. Wait for those rice to reach the right temperature, and then go down the ......" Hearing Hu Shijiu's question, Li Hetian was stunned for a moment, then puffed up his chest and talked eloquently.

Fortunately, when I was at home, my father had already taught me this, and this set of nouns was enough for a new guy to ponder for a while.

Li Hetian secretly exhaled.

However, this new guy is really a little strange!

This guy named "Shen Nineteen" was not immediately surprised, and wanted to confirm whether the rice was steamed in the ground floor of the drying hall, but asked himself what "spread rice" was, just like he had long known that it was "rice" there.

He couldn't help but look at the "Shen Nineteen" beside him again, but found that the other party was looking at him.

No wonder when he was at home, he often told himself, "People should not be disgraced." "I didn't expect the chubby boy in front of me to know so much.

At this moment, Hu Shijiu couldn't help but look at Li Hetian with admiration.

Don't know how long it will take you to know everything in the cellar?

She stared at the drying hall with hope, turned her head sideways, and looked at Li Hetian seriously.

Behind Li Hetian is the blue-gray stand of the wine cellar, under the heavenly cauldron, the raging flames in the stove are reflected on the iron frame, changing into a dark red light, which is especially magnificent in the dim wine cellar.

Hu Shijiu's longing was mistaken by Li Hetian for an admiring gaze.

"Ahem," he was uncomfortable with Hu Shijiu, turned around and held the handle of the shelf, and stood up slowly, "Do you want to go down and have a look?" ”

Hu Shijiu shook his head.

"You're not going?" Li Hetian turned around in surprise, and the iron frame shook even more.

Hu Shijiu hurriedly grabbed the handrail and stood up, "Another day." It's time to work! ”

Sure enough, with a few loud bells from nowhere, the guys in the cellar began their busy work in an orderly manner again.

Hu Nineteen rushed down from the iron frame in a few steps, but behind him, there was a muffled sound. Li Hetian "plopped" and sat on the steps of the iron frame.

"You slow down, I'm afraid of high ......" He was like a boiled prawn at this time, blushing and bent over, eager to clench his limbs together.

Hu Jiu saw that the guys had all walked to their respective positions one after another, she looked up at Li Hetian, who was slowly moving on the shelf, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand anxiously, and said loudly: "Come on!" I'll pull you! ”

Li Hetian's legs were stiff, his left hand grasped the iron frame guardrail, and his right hand stretched forward as far as possible.

"A little further!" Hu Nineteen is small and short, and he can't reach the chubby Li Hetian at all.

"Ouch! No," Li Hetian was anxious, but he couldn't open his legs, the more anxious he was, the more soft and sticky his feet were.

It's your legs that are soft, and it's the sweat in your shoes that sticks to it.

"Hey! I said-" Hu Shijiu was in a hurry, took three steps and made two steps, and quickly returned to Li Hetian's face.

"Give it to me!" Hu Shijiu stretched out his hand.

Her hands, very white, were small.

"Hey, hey, hey! Slow down! Li Hetian shouted and was dragged down by Hu Shijiu.

Not far away, the guys who were just getting ready to go to work laughed loudly.

As soon as Li Hetian landed in embarrassment, he immediately shook off Hu Shijiu's hand. "I told you to leave me alone, now it's okay! They all laughed at me! ”

"If you stay on it, they'll laugh at you even more." Hu 19 walked to the two red lacquer pillars that were close to the wine cellar.

There is a row of clean towels hung there, so that the cellar guys can keep their hands clean at all times and use them to make the best wine.

Li Hetian scratched his head again, and Hu Shijiu threw the used towel in a special bucket, and threw it to Li Hetian.

"Stop scratching your head, you're going to work." She laughed, her eyebrows crooked.

Li Hetian looked at the towel in his hand and smiled......