God of Cookery Live Room

Chapter 408 What's Wrong?

When Chen Er saw the scene, he immediately understood what was going on.

But he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, he just came to see He Zhikai and pay a visit to the expert behind He Zhikai.

So he quickly took out his business card and handed it to the old man.

The uncle took the business card and looked at it carefully, then nodded, "Mr. He's business card is not given to anyone casually, please wait a moment now, I will go in and ask."

Then the uncle quickly opened the door to enter the factory area, and then ran to a row of small bungalows.

After a while, Chen Er saw He Zhikai trotting over, followed by the old man just now.

He Zhikai was still very surprised by Chen Er's arrival. He originally thought that Chen Er took his business card just on a whim, and he didn't really come to have a look.

Moreover, it has been a while since the incident at the hot spring resort hotel, and Chen Er's arrival is still a bit sudden.

He Zhikai took Chen Er into the factory, and the old man at the door continued to sleep with the wooden stick in his arms. A dilapidated radio was beeping beside him, occasionally singing a few old songs. .

He Zhikai said embarrassingly, "Because the factory is about to be moved, everything here has been demolished, and there is a mess everywhere, which makes you laugh."

Chen Er glanced around casually, and sure enough, there were dismantled machine parts and smashed ruins everywhere, the only ones that remained relatively intact were the factory and a row of three small bungalows next to it.

"I was the one who was abrupt, it came too suddenly."

Chen Er said to He Zhikai, "I also wanted to call you in advance, but the number on this business card couldn't get through."

He Zhikai became even more embarrassed after hearing this, "Because of some factory incidents, my number is no longer in use."

Chen Er nodded, but did not continue to ask.

He Zhikai took Chen Er into the small bungalow next to him.

The space of the small bungalows is not large, one is about [-] square meters, and the walls of the three small bungalows have been opened, which is equivalent to connecting the spaces of the three rooms together, making it look much more spacious.

But when Chen Er entered, he didn't feel that the room was spacious, because the room was full of various materials, equipment and tools.

Chen Er recognized at a glance that these were tools and equipment for brewing wine.

And they are all relatively traditional tools, and there are very few tools that can use electricity.

The source of electricity in the room comes from a small generator outside the bungalow.

Although the generator was locked in the small room, the sound didn't weaken much. Chen Er could still hear it clearly in the room, but it didn't affect the conversation.

After He Zhikai brought Chen Er in, he immediately pulled out a chair from the side for Chen Er to sit on, and then he walked straight inside.

Behind a row of tall desks, came a nice voice.

When speaking, the tone is gentle and gentle, the words are pronounced clearly, the strength of each word is used just right, and the yin and yang are frustrating, and the pronunciation is very beautiful.

When it falls into the ear, it feels like someone is hitting a chime next to it.

Ethereal and elegant.

"Are there any guests?"

It was a girl's voice.

He Zhikai stopped when he heard this voice, "Yes, how do you know?"

Then Chen Er saw a young woman in a white coat and rubber gloves standing up from behind the table, her figure was slender and straight, her back was as straight as a young white poplar, but she had the delicate beauty of willows blowing in the wind.

She was wearing a mask and couldn't see her face clearly.

But her eyes are beautiful, shaped like an amygdala, and when she speaks, her eyes move like a blue lake reflected in the blue sky.

"I heard footsteps. There were two footsteps."

He Zhikai seemed to have gotten used to it, "I almost forgot, your hearing is very good."

"By the way." He Zhikai turned to look at Chen Er, "This is a friend I met outside, Chen Er."

Chen Er came over and stretched out his hand to the other party, "Hello."

The other party also stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands lightly, then quickly let go of each other.

"He Lingyu."

Chen Er was surprised that the other party's surname was also He.

After He Lingyu shook hands with Chen Er casually, she turned and walked away, continuing to tinker with her own things.

He Zhikai said softly to Chen Er, "She is my junior sister and my cousin."

Chen Er nodded.

He Zhikai asked He Lingyu, "Is the chrysanthemum wine ready?"

He Lingyu nodded, "Time is enough, let's open it and see how it smells."

He Zhikai took out a large wine jar from under the table.

First shake the wine jar lightly with your hands, and then open the lid.

As soon as the lid was opened, a strong aroma of wine wafted out.

The aroma of this wine is very peculiar, with a faint chrysanthemum aroma, and this chrysanthemum aroma is mixed with a trace of sweetness.

There is sweetness in the fragrance of the flower, which makes people feel that the flower is blooming in front of their eyes.

He Zhikai took a deep breath of the aroma, as if he was seriously amazed by the aroma of the wine.

He smiled and said, "This chrysanthemum wine is very fragrant. It is much better than the one I made last time. I think the price can be raised a lot."

When He Lingyu heard this, the movements of his hands paused, and his watery eyes lightly swept over the wine jar He Zhikai was holding.

The nose under the mask seemed to move as well.

"It is indeed better than last time, but I always feel that it is not enough, and something is missing."

He Zhikai smelled the aroma in the wine jar again, "But I think it's very good."

He Lingyu shook her head, "The scent of chrysanthemums in the wine smells a bit wrong..."

He Zhikai felt that he didn't smell anything wrong at all, "What's wrong?"

He Lingyu frowned slightly, as if she was thinking, but she thought for a while, but couldn't come up with it.

Chen Er said softly from behind, "The flowers are wrong."

He Zhikai turned around in a daze, "Huh?"

He Lingyu didn't quite understand what Chen Er said.

She still frowned, and set her eyes on Chen Er, but this time, there was more doubt in her eyes.

Chen Er went directly to He Zhikai's side, and gently sniffed the aroma in the wine jar, so he became more sure.

"The water and grain you use for brewing are very good."

"Alpine spring water and high-quality rice can already make good wine, but you didn't choose the chrysanthemum well."

Just as He Zhikai was about to speak, He Lingyu preempted him.

"The chrysanthemums we selected are of the best quality in the local area. The flowers are fresh and gorgeous, and they are sent over for winemaking as soon as they are picked."

Chen Er shook his head, "I'm not saying that the quality of the chrysanthemums you use is not good, but that you didn't choose the chrysanthemums well."

He Lingyu didn't understand, so he asked directly, "What do you mean?"

Chen Er looked at the altar of chrysanthemum wine and said, "The key to chrysanthemum wine lies in the aroma and taste of chrysanthemums in the wine."

"The water for flowers and wine must complement each other. The spring water you choose comes from high mountains, which are cold in nature, and the spring water is even colder. However, the chrysanthemums you choose come from plant greenhouses, and the temperature is higher. If the chrysanthemums lose their cool air, Not really a chrysanthemum."

"Only chrysanthemums that have been beaten by frost can be worthy of this high mountain spring water."

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