It was located right in the middle room, next to the door.

Xiao Han tapped the template with his hand, making an empty sound, proving that its face was indeed empty.

"Maybe that's what the scent came from underneath." Yan Chuyao said the guess in his heart.

Xiao Han found a screwdriver from the wooden house and opened the wooden board, just as Yan Chuyao said, there was a black hole cellar below.

Yan Chuyao was very excited, as soon as the wooden board was opened, the smell she smelled just now immediately became stronger, she guessed that the following must be a wine cellar, and it was not an ordinary wine.

"Do you smell a smell?" She asked Xiao Han.

Xiao Han nodded, then turned his head to look at her, "It should be the taste of rice wine." ”

"That's right!" Yan Chuyao snapped her fingers excitedly, "It seems that your sense of smell is not bad, although it is not as good as the police dogs in the Public Security Bureau, but it is already very good." ”

"What are you talking about, you're saying you're a police dog?" The man looked at her malice, trying to correct what she had just said.

"No, I'm not a police dog." Yan Chuyao immediately denied him, and then said a little arrogantly: "How can the police dogs in the public security bureau compare to me, do they have my spirit in their noses?" ”

Xiao Han was speechless about the way the woman in front of him boasted about herself, but he still had to admit that the woman in front of him had an extraordinary sense of smell.

In the dim light at the entrance of the cellar, a wooden ladder could be seen standing underneath.

"I'll go down and have a look." As a man, Xiao Han offered to go down and have a look.

"But it's dark inside." Yan Chuyao expressed her worries.

The windows of this wooden house are not large, and there is not enough light in the room, let alone the cellar beneath the wooden house.

Xiao Han subconsciously took out his mobile phone, fortunately his mobile phone is waterproof and has super battery life, "I'll just use it to shine." ”

He turned on the flashlight on the back of his phone, then waited with one foot on the wooden ladder and tested it vigorously to see if the bearing capacity of the wooden ladder was sufficient.

After making sure that the wooden ladder was still strong, he followed the wooden ladder down to the cellar.

"Heart." Yan Chuyao was worried about the instructions above.

After a while, he went down to the floor of the cellar and took a picture of it with his mobile phone, and sure enough, there were jars for winemaking all over the floor, some of which were large and some large, and the mouths of the jars were sealed with red plastic sheeting.

The size of the cellar was not large, and he estimated that there were only five or six bungalows.

He opened one of the jars, and the aroma of rice wine instantly filled his entire nostrils, fragrant and sweet.

After resealing the jar, he opened another jar and examined it, and found that it was a cellar for rice wine, and that it tasted exactly the same.

He picked up the best jar and brought it up, and showed it to Yan Chuyao.

Yan Chuyao didn't need to open the jar, she just sniffed at the mouth of the jar with her nose, and her expression was extremely enjoyable, "It's so fragrant!" It's exactly the same as the rice wine we use to make the hot pot base. ”

Xiao Han didn't understand the making of hot pot base at all, so he didn't say anything.

But Yan Chuyao still showed off proudly to her, a layman, "Do you know why our hot pot is better than those in those large chain stores?" That's because of this. The process of making this rice wine alone is very complicated, and I dare say that there is no second person in this world who knows how to do it except my father. ”