Winemaking, two ordinary words, a total of twenty-four strokes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sake brewing is very simple to say, but it is not so easy to do, although there are many ways to make wine, but because he has many methods, everyone brews wine, has a different taste.

Even, in the process of winemaking, adding an extra gram of water, a drop of koji, and the final brewing taste is very different.

Faced with the problem of the grass people, Zhao Shen just nodded slightly, and then continued to start the production, he knew that today's wine would definitely cause a storm.

However, 5 hours, 18 minutes and 22 seconds, this time has been firmly recorded in Zhao Shen's mind, as long as every process is made exactly the same, the final taste must be the most wonderful.

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Different from Zhao Shen's breezy and bleak wind, the shock in the hearts of the people in the grass clothes.

Now Zhao Shen's small shop, from breakfast and pastries, to dinner wine and meat, are all included, and all the types of these are actually from one person. That person is Zhao Shen.

Sister Furong's old friend, like his honest and honest character, he usually gets up very early and works very hard to upgrade, of course, it is also inseparable from Sister Furong's supervision.

When he passed by Zhao Shen's shop today, a faint aroma of wine came over.

"Where's the smell of wine? It must be that I am delusional, and it seems that the reason is that I didn't sleep well. Sister Fleur's old face said to herself.

In this way, he was going to walk directly through Zhao Shen's shop and go to the field to level up.

But Zhao Shen's shop, every time he passed by, he didn't forget to take a look, although he knew that Zhao Shen's shop would not open, but this feeling was like meeting a girl he liked, and he never got tired of looking at it!

"Damn, did I really not wake up?" Sister Furong's old friend rubbed her eyes and said.

But the scene of things in front of him has not changed at all, and Zhao Shen's small shop is in a state of normal business. Without any further hesitation, Sister Furong's old friend walked straight towards Zhao Shen's shop.

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Pushing open the door of the small shop, the smell of wine that made him doubt his life appeared in his nose again, it was so real and lingering, and he wanted to fall into the wine vat immediately.

"Sure enough, I'm hallucinating." Sister Fleur's old friend shook her head and thought.

This dream is so real for him, Zhao Shen not only got up early, but Zhao Shen's small shop actually has a supply of alcohol, which is really exciting.

"Smack~"

Sister Furong's old friend raised her hand and directly hit the back of the head of the grass man, and Zhao Shen felt pain when he saw it, and this crisp voice was particularly clear in the small shop in the early morning.

"How can I dream of you? It's okay to dream of a beautiful woman for me. Sister Fleur's old face said to herself.

This dream was simply too real for him, and his tigress-like wife told him to get up as usual, and then he was about to go out of the city to upgrade, but he saw Zhao Shen's shop open at eight o'clock, and not only that, but he also saw the people in the clothes drinking.

"I'm crazy with you, what are you hitting me for!" The Grass Folk roared.

Originally, he was tasting the wine brewed by Zhao Shen, and the aroma of this wine was very long, as if it had taken him across several eras, which made him deeply unable to extricate himself, but he was suddenly hit by someone in the back, and turned around to see that the old friend of Sister Furong was smirking at him.

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The dream has become real, which may make many people feel very happy, but Sister Fleur's old friend is a little embarrassing at this moment.

"I really didn't mean to, I thought I was dreaming, you see Zhao Shen Zhao Master Zhao actually got up so early, isn't it like a dream?" Sister Furong's old friend explained to the grass people with an apologetic face.

Zhao Shen's original mentality of watching the play was also interrupted, what is Master Zhao's early wake-up is like a dream?

"Okay, I admit that Master Zhao wakes up early like a dream, but you dream about this in your dreams? Come up and play my brain? "The anger of the people is still unabated.

"Hey, don't talk about this yet, isn't this wine delicious?" Sister Fleur's old friend quickly changed the topic.

"Taste it yourself, don't bother me." After hearing this, the people were anxious to taste the wine, so they didn't pay much attention to it, but he usually has always been like a small encyclopedic character, and he rarely gave people popular science.

Sister Furong's old appearance was delicious, and she was embarrassed to say anything, after all, it was his fault first, and she hurriedly ordered food from Zhao Shen.

What kind of upgrade to fight monsters, in front of this food and wine, even if the sky falls, what can it do?

Soon, a price of 388 gold coins of Zhen Indica wine was sent to Sister Furong's old friend, the cup used for the wine changed to a crystal glass vessel, using a ceramic cup, and there was no special pattern, very simple and simple, in stark contrast to the small shop made of crystal glass.

The top is wide and the bottom is thin, there is no pattern on it, the color is light brown, except for the word simple can be described, there is no word to modify, it is a simple vessel.

However, the utensils are not important to the wine in it, for a person who loves wine, the most important thing is the wine inside, and the constant fragrance of wine has long attracted Sister Furong's old looks.

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Sister Fleur's old friend first sniffed and felt the taste, and then glanced at the wine inside.

The wine was a white rice wine, and there were a few grains of millet floating on it, and when she saw the old friend of Sister Furong here, she frowned, and a trace of doubt rose in her heart.

"Master Zhao, why didn't you strain this wine?" Although Sister Fleur's old friend already wanted to enter the entrance impatiently, she still asked.

"No filter." Zhao Shen replied succinctly.

got Zhao Shen's affirmative answer, although Sister Furong was puzzled by the old friend, she didn't continue to ask, because he knew that as long as Master Zhao answered like this, no matter how much he asked Master Zhao, he wouldn't say much, since Master Zhao said that there is no need to filter, then there must be a reason not to filter.

Gently raised the simple light brown ceramic glass, and sucked a small sip of wine, as if inhaling a sea of wine.

The aroma of the wine immediately rushed to the nose and directly entered the mind, and the grain of rice floating on the surface of the wine also entered the mouth of Sister Furong's old friend.