Chapter 445 My Monkey Is Not Good at Skills, Which Makes Everyone Laugh.

In Shantao County, Baishuang Winery is bustling with people coming and going.

As a company in the winemaking industry of Shantao County, Baishuang Distillery not only has its factory building, but also has its own brewing museum, and today's event was held in Baishuang Distillery's own museum.

In order to receive some distinguished guests, Baishuang Winery even rented several helicopters to pick up and drop off distinguished guests from several nearby airports.

Kinuma's eldest disciple stood waiting outside the door. He already had the title of gold medal brewing master. His status was far higher than that of ordinary brewing masters. He also had a well-known name in the world. But at this time, he was only responsible for welcoming guests. From this, we can see that Baishuang Winery and Master Kinuma attach great importance to this event.

It can be said that this tasting is the largest unofficial wine gathering in Fuso recently. In order to achieve this effect, Kinuma overdrawn all his connections.

This time, in addition to coming in person, many winemakers also brought their own "works". After all, this is a "tasting meeting", which is for communication and tasting.

This most high-end tasting event has attracted many wine drinkers and businesses. Baishuang Winery specially invited auctioneers, and many wines can be auctioned on site.

Not only did Kinuma not object to this, he even encouraged it. It was obvious that he was very confident in his new work.

Ji Lao took his close disciple Lu Yanqi down from a crown car. Lu Yanqi looked at the helicopter landing next to him, smacked his lips dissatisfied, and said: "These Fusang people don't understand etiquette too much. What should I say?" Teacher, you are also a gold medal master, but you only sent me a crown to pick me up!"

When Ji Lao heard this, he glared at him: "If we can have a few more gold medal masters and speak out internationally, others would dare to neglect me like this?"

Unexpectedly, he was scolded by the teacher just for complaining. Lu Yanqi didn't dare to answer and smiled.

"Hold that wine!" Ji Lao glared at him again. Lu Yanqi could only turn around, pick up a wooden box from the back seat, and follow Ji Lao.

While walking, Lu Yanqi looked left and right. After walking for a while, he felt very unhappy again.

Many of the winemakers coming and going were actually not very old. Most of them were about the same age as him, and some were even younger than him. The attendants and disciples following him were only in their twenties.

He is the only one who is about the same age, but is a junior here.

What kind of status does Mr. Ji have in the domestic brewing industry? When he arrived here, he just looked like a passerby, A, B, B, D. Although he was a gold medal brewing master, after walking for so long, no one came to greet him or talk to him.

Liquor is alone in the world, with no reputation and no influence. So far, there is only Ji Lao, a gold medal brewing master who mainly specializes in baijiu.

Ji Lao's mentality was very calm. Since no one else came to greet him, he would just go forward by himself.

When Ji Lao led Lu Yanqi through the small square in front of the venue, not far from the venue, Zhuang Buyuan and Zhuang's dad were walking out of the small winery opposite. They each took a telescope and looked down from the hillside. .

Dad Zhuang was wearing a Tang suit, and he looked like a celestial being, quite like an outsider. However, the telescope was a bit destructive, making him look like a voyeur.

"It's time for me to go." Zhuang Buyuan looked at it for a while and then planned to leave. Zhuang's father was a little embarrassed and asked, "Is this okay? Are you sure this is okay?"

"Don't worry, dad, just do as I say and leave everything else to me!" Zhuang Buyuan patted his chest and said, then took off his backpack and got into it, only his head was exposed, and said: "Dad, when I call you later, just do as I say!"

As he spoke, Zhuang Buyuan whistled, and the Xiaofu that was originally hanging on Zhuang Buyuan's backpack suddenly flipped over, with its black mist-like roots stretching out. He grabbed Zhuang Buyuan's backpack and flew down the hillside.

Xiaofu's body is like a black translucent cloud, which is inconspicuous from a distance. It flies flexibly in the air and deliberately avoids the sight of many people.

It flew over the heads of the guests and receptionists without attracting anyone's attention.

"Huh? How does that look like my dad's Dazhuang wine?" Flying above Mr. Ji's head, Zhuang Buyuan suddenly saw the wooden box held by Lu Yanqi behind him, and was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the old man in front of him, and then at the box in Lu Yanqi's hand, a person's name flashed in Zhuang Buyuan's mind - Mr. Ji!

Mr. Ji actually brought Father Zhuang's wine to a place like this!

Zhuang Buyuan felt a little touched by Ji Lao's actions. Unfortunately, Ji Lao didn't know that the relationship between Zhuang's father and Kunuma was already on the verge of becoming a fire and water.

Xiaofu hovered above Ji Lao's head and heard what Ji Lao Zheng was saying to Master Minuma's disciples.

At first, the disciple of Master Kinuma was still a little absent-minded and perfunctory: "My master is old and is resting in the back now. If you have anything to do, Mr. Ji, you can just tell me directly."

Ji Lao frowned slightly and said, "I brought a junior's fine wine today, and I hope Master Kinuma can give me some advice."

"My master will wash his hands in a golden basin after today. If you need any advice, I can give you some advice later." The eldest disciple said arrogantly.

Lu Yanqi raised his eyebrows and was very dissatisfied with the eldest disciple's neglect. Mr. Ji took a deep breath, but still endured it and said, "Thank you very much."

The eldest disciple nodded, and after Mr. Ji passed by, he heard him say to another person next to him: "My master, he has superb wine-making skills. He is like the god of wine coming to the world. I don't know where this newcomer's work comes from. Do you want my master to give you some advice? These people from this state have nothing else to do except to keep up with the heat..."

When Ji Lao heard it, he just sighed. He wanted to walk away, but he turned around and saw the jar of wine, so he endured it.

Even if I have to put my face on it, I still have to help the outstanding winemakers in the state get a chance to get ahead!

Above Ji Lao's head, Xiaofu flew silently to the chandelier, and hung Zhuang Buyuan's backpack on the top of the chandelier. Zhuang Buyuan lay on the mouth of the backpack and looked down.

Soon after Ji Lao entered the hall, the tasting party began.

Everyone came to support Kinuma, but to be honest, each of them was dissatisfied. They didn't think Kinuma's wine-making skills were much better than theirs. They each took out their own carefully brewed wine to exchange and taste.

In addition to the brewing masters, there were also wine drinkers and wine merchants from all over the world. After the exchange and tasting, many masters’ works were immediately put up for auction. The people present were all wealthy people, and the masters’ works were extraordinary, and there was no lack of auctions. Wines at sky-high prices.

The atmosphere in the venue gradually became warmer, but there was no one around Kinuma. When everyone was getting impatient, they heard a few rather simple chime sounds, and the surrounding lights gradually dimmed.

Many people were already feeling dissatisfied, so they suppressed their temper and looked towards the stage.

At this moment, a figure appeared on the stage, wearing a traditional Fuso costume. Under the spotlight, everyone realized that this was not Kinuma, but actually his eldest disciple.

Damn it, what a mess! Everyone was even more dissatisfied.

How long we have to wait!

"Thank you for coming to this tasting. Before I present you with my master's best work, please allow me to tell you a story..."

Everyone looked at him impatiently. At this time, what else are you trying to do? What story to tell?

"Speaking of the origin of Fuso wine, there is a wonderful legend."

"Legend has it that there is an ancient monster with eight heads and eight tails in Fuso, named Yamato no Orochi. Its body can fill eight valleys and eight hills. It eats a woman every year, and a pair of old The couple has a total of eight daughters, seven of which have been eaten by it..."

"Just when the eighth daughter was about to be eaten by Yamata no Orochi, a god named Susanoo was exiled here and fell in love with their daughter's beauty."

"Susano'o said that he could kill Yamata no Orochi if the old couple would allow him to marry their daughter."

"In order to save their daughter's life, the old couple agreed to his conditions."

"So Susanoo ordered people to brew wine, dig eight large holes in the ground, and pour the wine into them."

"After Yamata no Orochi appeared, he smelled the aroma of wine and couldn't resist the temptation. Each of his eight heads got into the eight holes and drank until he fell drunk to the ground and fell unconscious. Susano'o took the opportunity to drink it. Cut off eight heads and kill it..."

"From then on, Susano'o married this woman as his wife, and this story is considered by many to be the origin of Fuso wine..."

After listening to this story, everyone slowly calmed down and listened quietly.

Since ancient times, good wine and legends have complemented each other. Wine without legends is incomplete; and without legends of good wine, it is also incomplete.

Seeing that everyone was gradually being attracted to him, the eldest disciple smiled and nodded, saying: "The legendary Yamata no Orochi is so huge. If you want to smell the aroma of wine, the wine must be fragrant and very fragrant."

"My master has been influenced by this story since he was a child. He has wanted to restore the legendary wine that spreads thousands of miles all his life. Just a few days ago, my master finally succeeded..."

The eldest disciple suddenly turned around, pointed at a red silk cloth behind him, and said: "This is the masterpiece of my master's life, Tian Congyun Wine!"

"The so-called Tian Congyun refers to the peerless sword dug out from the body of the Yamata no Orochi, and it is also the number one sword in Fuso!"

His voice became passionate and he suddenly pulled off the red cloth!

“This wine is destined to be Fuso’s number one wine!”

As the red cloth was pulled off, a clay pot with a simple shape and no decoration was placed there, as quiet as if it had been there since eternity.

Seeing the jar of wine, Zhuang Buyuan's eyes immediately lit up.

"Now, let me invite everyone to taste this wine!"

The eldest disciple carefully opened the lid of the wine jar. In an instant, a refreshing fragrance floated out from the jar.

Everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Zhuang Buyuan also took a breath. Well, it was indeed the wine brewed by Zhuang's father's unique strain.

The aroma is very rich and lingering. After several days of storage, it is even more intoxicating the moment it is opened.

After hearing the story just now, and then smelling such a rich aroma, countless people took a deep breath, and the alcohol bug in their mouths was aroused.

In the entire venue, only Mr. Ji suddenly frowned. He looked at the wine on the table and then at the box held by the disciple. A trace of doubt appeared in his mind.

Everyone has a different understanding of wine. Some people focus on color, some focus on taste, some focus on aroma, some focus on body, and some focus on character.

Perhaps it’s because he has a son who doesn’t like drinking, but loves the smell of wine. What Father Zhuang pays most attention to is the smell.

Therefore, the biggest feature of the wine he brews is that it is particularly fragrant!

Ji Lao is the main reviewer of Dazhuang wine. When he opened the bottle of wine, he was deeply impressed by the aroma. That's why he spared no effort. He would rather show off his old face and help Dazhuang's father get the certification of wine master. .

But at this time, he was confused.

Why is it so similar? It is inherited from the same origin, as if it was brewed by the same person.

If anything, the fragrance is stronger, but more kitsch and less elegant.

But how is this possible?

Different water and soil, different winemakers, and different materials, how can they brew such similar wines?

Behind Ji Lao, Lu Yanqi also stretched his neck, sniffing the fragrance intoxicatedly, shaking his head and saying: "Teacher, this fragrance is really good. Doesn't it mean that Fuso wine doesn't pay attention to the fragrance? Such a fragrant wine , I really want to taste what it tastes like, if I can also brew such a good wine...Teacher, teacher?"

It wasn't just Lu Yanqi who was impressed by the aroma. Several of Fuso's local gold medal winemakers also looked intoxicated and shocked.

How is this possible with such a rich, thick, yet not kitschy aroma!

Even people who don’t like wine can’t help it!

Not to mention them, the wine merchants and drinkers who came to buy wine were moving forward like crazy, eager to snatch away all the wine while waving their banknotes.

"Oh my God, this is the most amazing thing I've ever smelled in my life."

"As a drinker, this is the greatest happiness in life!"

"Is there really a god of wine in the world? No wonder Yamata no Orochi can get drunk..."

When everyone's attention was attracted, no one saw Zhuang Buyuan showing a hint of evil smile.

Is this called fragrant? People who talk about incense, you should really go outside Zhuangji Winery and inhale the smell of wine to cultivate immortality.

Also, it won’t smell good right away.

"Xiaofu!" Zhuang Buyuan reached out and patted Xiaofu's little head. Xiaofu nodded and squeaked a few times. A faint black silk thread stretched out from his body and stretched straight into the wine jar.

Then, Zhuang Buyuan took out a small bottle from his pocket, sucked a drop of liquid from it, and dripped it out along the black silk thread.

It is a drop of diluted blood of time.

This drop of liquid slid into the wine jar along Xiaofu's roots, turned into little bits of silver light, and instantly blended into the wine and disappeared.

"Next, I'd like to invite the master to pour wine for everyone!" The eldest disciple was very satisfied when he saw everyone's expressions. He stretched out his hand to lead Master Kinuma, who was wearing solemn traditional clothes, and followed the light and walked over from behind.

Everyone couldn't help but applaud when they saw Master Kinuma.

When Master Kinuma walked out to the applause, his face almost burst into laughter.

This was truly the most glorious and greatest moment in his life.

Such a jar of fine wine will definitely push him to the throne of the Fuso Wine God. I dare not say that there will be no successor, but within the foreseeable time, he will be the first person in the Fuso wine making industry and even the Eastern wine making industry!

He forcibly calmed down his expression to appear calm, then walked to the wine jar, stretched out his hand, lifted the wine jar, and said with a smile, "Which of my friends will come first?"

"I'll come first, I'll come first!" A blond bearded man, relying on his good physique, pushed his way through the crowd and stepped forward, holding up a wine glass.

Kinuma held the wine jar and shook it slightly. At this moment, a stench suddenly came out of the wine jar.

Kinuma's expression suddenly changed.

He almost threw the wine jar in his hand.

If anyone has passed through a heavily polluted river or a foul-smelling cesspool, he will know that the stench actually comes from microorganisms in the water.

Microorganisms are so magical that they can turn food into fine wine and turn fine wine into smelly water.

The difference is just the amount of time.

All good wine will eventually turn into stinky water.

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with my nose?" Kinuma was puzzled. He never imagined that the strong fragrance turned into a foul smell in the blink of an eye.

Kinuma forcibly resisted the stench and poured out a glass. The originally clear wine had turned gray-black, and the strong stench spread everywhere.

The bearded blond man who was holding the wine glass suddenly frowned, tilted his head back, and wondered: "What does it smell like?"

Then he took another look at the wine and was suddenly shocked: "What's going on!"

He took a sip of it disbelievingly, and couldn't hold the wine glass in his hand. It fell to the ground with a thud and broke into pieces.

A few drops of liquid splashed out, and the rancid smell could no longer be concealed. Everyone pinched their noses and tried to hold back.

"What is the taste?"

"Why does the wine look like this?"

"Kinuma, what the hell are you doing!"

"Damn it, Yamata no Orochi must have been stunk to death!"

"What Tian Congyun Wine? I think it's Tian Shou Yun Bar!"

How could Kinuma know what was going on?

His eyes were almost blinded, what on earth was going on! ()?

"This... this..." He leaned over the wine jar in disbelief, took another sniff, and almost fainted from the strong smell.

"What's going on! What's going on!" The wine jar in Master Kinuma's hand was neither lost nor held. He finally threw the wine jar on the table, and then slapped his disciple with his backhand: "What exactly is going on!"

"Teacher...Master?" The eldest disciple was stunned. What does it have to do with me?

"Is it you, is it you who spoiled my wine!" Master Kinuma was furious. One second ago, it was the supreme wine. How could it turn into a jar of stinky water the next second? Someone must be harming me! Yes, someone must be harming me!

"Everyone...please wait a moment, I must have taken it by mistake, I took it by mistake..." Seeing the excitement and anger below, Master Kinuma said hurriedly...

The whole hall was in chaos, and no one listened to his words. Everyone was retreating towards the door, for fear that they would be caught by the stench if they didn't retreat far.

"Ha, it's my dad's turn!" Zhuang Buyuan laughed so hard on the chandelier that he almost forgot to call Zhuang's dad.

After making the call, Zhuang Buyuan admired Kinuma's expression and clapped his hands wildly.

Kinuma, Kinuma, when you stole my dad's strain, you didn't expect that such a day would come!

However, Zhuang Buyuan can't stand these winemakers who praise each other. What the hell, there are five or six of them.

My dad is much better than you, but he still needs your certification?

What a joke.

Today, Zhuang Buyuan was going to hit not just Kinuma's face.

It all depends on how Dad Zhuang performs.

The winemaker has a better sense of smell. After hiding at the door, someone suddenly twitched his nose again.

"Hey...where does the fragrance come from?"

"Are you stupid? It smells so bad and you still say it has a fragrance...wait, does it really have a fragrance?"

This fragrance seemed to be brought in by a gust of wind. It was so strong that it could not be dissipated, and it actually suppressed the stench temporarily.

Moreover, this fragrance is strong but not gaudy, fragrant but not vulgar. After smelling it, I feel indescribably comfortable.

I wish I could become an immortal immediately and float in the sky.

Especially Mr. Ji, his eyes nearly popped out when he smelled this smell.

This smell is so familiar!

Grand wine?

No, it’s not just Grand Chateau wine, it seems to smell better...

Of course Mr. Ji doesn't know that Dazhuang wine is a consumer-grade wine brewed by Zhuang's father. The ingredients used are not actually top-notch, but the fragrance...

It's indeed the same number.

Unable to bear it any longer, everyone abandoned Kinuma and his stunned disciples, turned around and ran out of the hall, following the scent and looking over.

Then, they saw Dad Zhuang standing not far outside.

Wearing a white Tang suit, swaying gently in the wind, he looked like an immortal.

There was a large vat in front of him, and the smell came from the vat.

Whose winemaker is this?

This must be a top master!

This fragrance is even stronger than Master Kinuma’s just now!

Oh my God, where did all these masters come from today?

Could it be that Fuso is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden?

"This master..." A brewing master had just shouted, and he saw Zhuang's father frowning and shouting: "You monkey, how many times have I taught you, stir harder!"

What?

Everyone was puzzled.

Subconsciously, he looked behind Father Zhuang.

Next to the wine vat, I saw a monkey half as tall as a man, holding a wooden stick and vigorously stirring the wine vat.

Seeing that the brewer turned out to be a monkey, everyone's jaws dropped and their eyeballs shattered.

This...what's going on?

"Not enough, not enough, add some water!"

"Push harder, stir, faster!"

"Okay, now just wait quietly!"

"Stop stirring it, it will stink if you stir it any more! Do you want to smoke me to death?"

Under the command of Mr. Zhuang, the monkey jumped up and down to make wine, and the aroma of the wine became stronger and stronger, making everyone get closer and closer. In the end, they almost stuck their heads into the wine vat.

Father Zhuang seemed to see everyone now. He turned around with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, my monkey is not very good at making you laugh."