Chapter 447 Who Dares Not to Believe What Uncle Monkey Said?

Gate screamed at Minuma, waving the brewing utensils in his hands wildly, spilling the wine in all directions, and the aroma in the air suddenly became stronger by another level.

The wine masters all over the street opened their mouths one after another, trying their best to catch the rain of wine.

Delicious!

So delicious!

Why does it taste so good!

It is said that there are many elements that affect the taste of wine.

Raw materials, brewing process, strains, storage, blending...

In order to achieve the best effect, every aspect of this vat of wine produced by Zhuang Dad has reached the extreme.

This is a vat of rice wine, but the rice used in brewing it is a brand new variety specially bred by Zhao Min. After thousands of generations of breeding selection, Zhao Min named it "Jiuxin Rice".

The brewing equipment is a tavern brewing vessel soaked in the blood of time.

The strains used in the brewing process are the best strains specially cultivated by Zhuang Dad.

The first three are all done to the extreme, how can the wine produced be any worse?

Amidst the rich aroma of wine, the few drops of wine in their mouths were like nectar, which made them fascinated.

"What kind of wine is this?"

"Shit, the first half of my life was wasted!"

"Can the drink I drank earlier be called wine?"

Is this wine really so good that it makes them lose their temper?

In fact, it’s not necessarily true. After all, what kind of wine have they never drank? never seen it?

After all, human senses have their limits. No matter how delicious the wine is, human feelings are also limited.

But in this world, the most precious things are those that cannot be obtained.

Father Zhuang didn't give them a drink, but spilled it in this way.

Like spreading sweet rain, it is extremely precious.

Their brains amplify this little taste to the maximum.

The bearded man just now was tall and strong. He squeezed through the crowd and stood in the front. With his mouth wide open, he tasted the wine and asked loudly: "Who can tell me, what kind of wine is this? What on earth is it?" liquor!"

"This is rice wine." Mr. Ji said, standing behind the crowd and looking at Dad Zhuang who was surrounded by the crowd with a smile.

"Yellow wine...yellow wine from the state?"

"Yes." Ji Lao stroked his beard and smiled, but tears filled his eyes.

Baijiu and rice wine are the two major types of wine in the state.

In fact, since ancient times, liquor has been a low-end drink for the working class.

In fact, it’s not just liquor, whiskey, vodka, gin and other distilled liquors are all low-end liquors.

It was used to dispel cold, numb the body, disinfect, etc. Gin was first used to supplement nutrition for the crew.

Real aristocrats and men of letters drink low-alcohol wine.

For example, wine and rice wine.

High-strength wine has only become popular in the past hundred years. The reason why it is popular abroad is because of the popularity of cocktail culture, and spirits can be used as the base wine. Mix it with water and ice and mix it with various drinks, there are many ways to play, it tastes good and looks good.

As for the prefecture, after the establishment of the prefecture, the original upper class was wiped out, leaving only a group of mud-legged people. Then... it was not on the table, and spicy and unpleasant liquor became the mainstream.

Since spirits are popular internationally and are also popular in the state, why can’t the state’s spirits make it to the international stage?

The answer is actually so simple that it’s because... white wine is not good to drink!

The brewing process of liquor is very unique and produces a large amount of aldehydes, resulting in an extremely pungent and spicy taste.

Yes, pure alcohol is not spicy, but slightly sweet. What really makes white wine spicy are aldehydes.

Is there any good liquor?

Yes, but most people can’t afford it.

In addition, in the past few decades, large wineries and wine merchants have only been advertising hard and have made almost no progress in winemaking.

The traditional famous wine has long been unworthy of its reputation and has fallen into disarray.

Liquor at the same price is almost inferior to foreign wine at the same price...

If it weren’t for the expensive tariffs, liquor would have been wiped out a long time ago. Do you still want to go out of the world?

What makes Mr. Ji the most distressed is that these wine merchants did not see the crisis facing liquor at all. Instead, they hid in the small building and formed a unified group, such as a few of his incompetent disciples.

Of course, there are also some emerging wineries that are beginning to develop in the direction of brewing technology and taste, in order to make better-tasting wine.

Dad Zhuang's Dazhuang wine is actually yellow wine, not white wine, but as long as it is a local wine, regardless of whether it is yellow wine or white wine, it is good if it can be sold abroad, so Mr. Ji went out of his way to recommend it.

At this time, Mr. Ji probably recognized Dad Zhuang.

No wonder Zhuang's father didn't want to come to Fusang with him. It turned out that he had already planned it.

only……

How did the trick work?

How could a monkey brew such good wine?

Ji Lao also wanted to go crazy.

Of course, it was Kinuma who was even more mad now.

Although the wine thrown by the grate was blocked by everyone, Kinuma was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"You're talking nonsense, who stole your wine!"

I just stole your strain.

But Father Zhuang didn't intend to reason with him at all.

Because he didn't have to say anything.

The bearded winemaker stood in the front, and finally got offended by the crowd. He was dragged back and thrown behind him. He tilted his head towards Kinuma and said, "No wonder you suddenly brewed that wine. I felt so outrageous. It turned out that you stole it from someone else." of."

"What nonsense are you talking about, you big bearded man! You can believe it even if it's a monkey!"

"I believe it because it's a monkey!" The bearded winemaker glanced at him, "Monkeys can't lie!"

Monkeys can't lie?

Of course monkeys lie!

But, can you argue with a monkey?

cannot!

So you can’t argue!

Over there, Gaida became even more energetic, pointing at Kinuma and yelling and cursing, his voice not only ups and downs, but also very shrill.

Dad Zhuang said from the side: "Monkey, don't be angry, I shouldn't blame you...it turns out someone really stole your wine."

Steal your head! Kinuma yelled angrily: "You monkey, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Are you stupid if you blame him? I didn't say anything, I just screamed!

But the screams caused everyone to immediately come up with various plots.

"What? He also hit you?"

"He hit you in the head?"

"Then he stole your drink?"

"unacceptable!"

Kinuma finally felt the pain of being stabbed in the body, but could not say a word to refute.

He said unwillingly: "You are talking nonsense! You have no evidence! Don't listen to his nonsense!"

A group of people nearby stared at him.

Are you stupid?

Monkeys talk, do you need evidence?

A brewmaster or an ordinary person, who do you believe?

Of course I trust the brewmaster.

But between a master brewer and a monkey who can brew peerless wine, who will everyone believe?

It’s a joke, masters who know how to make wine are everywhere, but where can you find a monkey who knows how to make wine?

Don’t you believe that monkeys have been so aggrieved that they evolved wine-making skills to slap them in the face?

Do you believe that monkeys will then evolve the ability to speak and curse people?

Besides, where is the need for evidence for such a thing? It's not a case of court proceedings, everyone can believe whoever they want to believe.

Now, more people are willing to believe in monkeys.

After screaming angrily, Gaida simply jumped forward and scratched Kinuma again and again. Gaida was small in stature, but he was also a creature from the Exile Era. His strength was so strong that he scratched Kinuma until he had a big face.

"I'm so angry!" Kinuma was so angry that he suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.

"Gate! Let's go!" Dad Zhuang saw something bad, and the wind screamed!

He jumped a few times, picked up the scattered wine-making utensils, put the huge wine vat on his back, turned around and ran away.

In the blink of an eye, one person and one monkey disappeared without a trace.

If it weren't for the scent of wine still filling the air, it would be as if nothing just happened.

"Why are you leaving?" The bearded winemaker watched helplessly as the figures of the man and the monkey disappeared, "Why did you let us drink a few glasses of rice wine?"

"I really want to try this rice wine..."

"Yes, is there any place that sells rice wine?"

Ji Lao looked at everyone, suddenly smiled, and said, "I have it here."

Grand wine.