In the office, the rich aroma exploded like a bomb, and everyone was stunned.

Almost all of them couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, and they were reluctant to spit it out when they inhaled, and their bellies bulged one by one, as if they had eaten enough.

"Quick, close the door!"

"Close the windows too! What to do if someone opens the window and the smell runs out! ”

In a large office, there were about a dozen people, and no one remembered who was making a noise just now, saying that someone was farting, and let the window open.

And after closing the door, the aroma is even stronger, which is the so-called intoxicating, probably this feeling.

A group of people, sucking back and complaining.

"Damn, such a good smell, shouldn't you be addicted!"

"What if I can't smell it in the future!"

"Oh no, I think I'm going to be an alcoholic......"

"I don't think I'm normal, what can I do......"

"I used to think that there was something good about drinking, damn it, but now I understand!"

"Help, I really don't want to be an alcoholic!"

"Fall, quit drinking, drink to death and count the ball!"

"Calm, sedative, it's okay, it's okay, you're just breathing, no drinking, no alcohol OK? Drunk is just an illusion! ”

If this group of people saw those people who were in front of the winery all day long, sucking wine and cultivating immortals, I am afraid they would not feel that their current state was very strange.

The biggest feature of Zhuang's wine is that the aroma is extraordinarily strong.

And such a rich, rich and layered aroma, containing at least hundreds of different aromas, absorbed into the nasal cavity, instantly the brain's olfactory center is active, a steady stream of various signals, impacting in the brain, bringing an experience that they have almost never felt, only three words to describe their feelings - hey.

Just a sip of the aroma is a little overwhelming, what else can I do next?

It doesn't matter if he's brewed or not, drink it!

"Drink!"

"Can't wait, there are so many bags anyway!"

"Yes, yes, yes, drink it first, and after drinking, quickly open the next pot!"

A group of people, young and old, couldn't help it, ticking the lid of the yogurt maker.

When the lid was opened, everyone simply made up the special effects directly.

With a "bang", the fragrance of the waves wrapped everyone in it, and they felt that their bones seemed to be lighter.

"Cup, Cup, Cup, ......"

"Down, down!"

"Give me a disposable cup......"

"Hey, give me one too!"

"I'm drunk with a beer!"

"No matter, drink!"

A group of people couldn't wait to pour the wine from the yogurt maker into cups of various shapes.

Coffee cups, glasses, thermos cups, mugs......

All kinds of containers that were originally soaked in wolfberry jujubes were emptied, and a cup of home-brewed rice wine was poured.

This rice wine, the upper layer is clear, the lower layer is turbid, the supervisor took it in his hand and shook it first.

The white powder at the bottom is like smoke and dust, and the white sand is diffuse, and the aroma of Yangren comes to the face again.

It's not as intense as it was just now, but it's more layered.

Rice, floral, fruity, and even meaty......

After sniffing it, the director couldn't hold back anymore and took a sip.

The wine is not strong, after all, it is just rice wine, it has not been distilled, and it looks like it is more than ten degrees.

The entrance is only slightly spicy, but more of an aroma.

A group of people couldn't help but close their eyes slightly, letting the aroma and fragrant glutinous taste melt in their mouths and nasal cavities.

"It tasted weird, like I drank goat's milk for the first time when I was a child...... When I was a child, I went to play with relatives in the countryside, and there was a little brother who was milking goats, and then secretly let me taste it, ah, goat's milk is not delicious, but the little brother is so handsome......"

"Well, I seem to smell the smell of apples that my mother covered when I was a child, and the apples have been left at home for half a winter, and they are all wrinkled, and they are very fragrant......"

"It smelled like the smell of my dad's car, and my dad threw a lot of orange peels on the window...... I want to go home......"

"This is the taste of steamed rice made by my grandmother, yes, that's the ......"

"I suddenly remembered what my ex was going to do, and her shampoo was ...... like this"

As the saying goes, in the eyes of a thousand people, there are a thousand Hamlets.

In a thousand people's mouths, there are also a thousand different home-brewed rice wines.

It's just that when you sniff, the smell that everyone smells is complex and intense.

When you actually drink it in your mouth, it presents a completely different flavor.

The initial strongest scent has dissipated, and each person's body temperature, saliva, nose sensitivity, and sensitivity to different smells are different.

At this time, the smell of human beings begins to make a difference.

The sense of smell is a very special sense for human beings, and it is the sense most closely related to the memory center of human beings.

Smell is the easiest to evoke memories.

Hundreds of different scent combinations, randomly arranged, emitting countless electrical impulses into the human brain, and I don't know which one suddenly evokes a scene that has long been hidden in my memory.

In an instant, all other signals were suppressed, and the image in the depths of memory seemed to appear in front of me.

The crowded and dilapidated old rural houses, the little brother milking the goat, the little brother's black little hands, the notched porcelain bowl, the fishy goat's milk and the little brother's smile......

In the dim old living room, there is a crumpled apple next to the TV, and my mother is sitting in a corner of the living room, chattering about something......

The old car, which didn't work very well, always shivered when it ran, and the dry orange peel in front of the window was always trembling, mixed with the faint smell of leather and gasoline, and the smell of tobacco on my father's body......

Grandma's spicy fragrant pot, grandma's braised prawns in oil, grandma's steamed egg custard......

Buried in your ex-girlfriend's hair, take a deep breath, and feel your hair tickle at the tip of your nose......

Memories come flooding back, like faded old photographs, or frame-skipping old movies.

One will jump here, the other will jump there.

This busy world is so busy that people don't even have the opportunity to stop and remember, but there are some things that I thought I had forgotten, but still remain in my memory.

Inadvertently churning out, because of a glass of wine, a wisp of aroma, or some unwilling obsession.

Want to go back in time......

Ah, the past that can't be returned......

In the office, there was silence, and everyone was immersed in their own thoughts.

At this moment, the office door was pushed open with a "bang".

Bosses, company executives, Master Kinuma, and guests from Fuso Prefecture rushed in.

"Whose wine!"

"Who's drinking in the office!"

"Wait, you're making wine?"

"Who's making this wine?"

Damn, Lao Tzu asked you to work overtime, and you are making wine in the office?