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Are all winemakers like this? I thought they were very tall.

Thinking this way, Ji Mo took his small wine cup and took a close look like tasting red wine. The leisurely aroma has always made him curious. The difference between wine and wine can be smelled from the aroma. ?In my memory, the wine everyone drinks changes every year. At that time, why didn’t I feel any aroma?

But red wine, it is said that there is a saying that you can smell it first and taste it later. It is said that you can shake it a few times to let the aroma of the wine permeate. It seems that it can be elegant in this way.But Ji Mo is also not used to the taste of red wine. He doesn't drink it often and learns that way.

Raise your glass to drink, lift your head up, put the glass upside down on your mouth, let the few drops of wine be sent into your mouth, flow through your mouth, and feel under your tongue until you finally swallow it Only then did the expression on Ji Mo's face show a signal of bad acceptance.

"how?"

Although Du Mei was drinking, he was watching Ji Mo's reaction out of the corner of his eye. He admired the action of the other party who heard it first, so he had to be careful not to waste it. At least this serious and cautious attitude can be seen in his There is joy in the eyes.

How can there be so many geniuses in the world who can only say the phrase "only familiar with hands" after day after day of exercise, breaking down skills into a number of steps that require body memory, and then practicing the reactions of these steps into instinct, even if Before the brain can react, the subconscious hand knows how much to put in. Only in this way can we call it wine making if we are familiar with all the steps of wine making and brew enough good wine with special characteristics. division.

Du Mei doesn't think he is a genius. He can get to where he is today because he knows that there is no other better way out, and he only focuses on wine making.

Narcissism is because of self-confidence, and self-confidence is based on strength.

If he didn't have the strength to stand out from the crowd, why would he be so narcissistic that he compares himself to Yidi?

All those who underestimate him because of his narcissism are the real fools.

"Taste..." Ji Mo hesitated, and first talked about the aroma he smelled. Compared with the native children, his adjectives are really much better. The green pine in the snow and the dark fragrance in the forest are all impressive. Leisurely fascinated, Du Mei also turned her attention back to him because of his associative description, and listened carefully to his continued narration. Those feelings that she didn't quite understand before became concrete in this description. Let him stroke his beard and nod slightly, yes, that's it, yes, this word is good, why didn't he think of this word?

"What about after the entrance?" Du Mei couldn't help urging, wanting to hear how the other party described what he thought was the most beautiful feeling.

This is a bit embarrassing. I never like to drink alcohol. It is not the first time to drink alcohol, but Ji Mo only tried it for the fragrance. High or low does not affect the special taste. Xiangxue wine is not like a lot of high-strength baijiu that burns into the throat. The feeling of coming is similar to that.

The fragrance is still there, even if the discomfort has passed a little at this moment, he can still feel that fragrance, like snow water entering his stomach, with a clear meaning, but also a kind of awe-inspiring, like a weapon, accompanying him all the way, overcoming thorns and thorns.

Ji Mo subconsciously thought that Du Mei would probably not be willing to hear any bad words, so he modified the adjectives used for this feeling a little bit. I have to say that language is really broad and tolerant. Complimentary words and derogatory words are the same sentence When used in Chinese, the tone is different, and the effect will be different.

"...Like snow on fire, the flame is hidden under the ice, and it ignites only when it penetrates into the body, and it is mixed with coldness. Although it is overbearing, it is also memorable, and I can't bear to abandon it..."

——Is it possible to spit out what has been swallowed, of course it is "cannot bear to abandon it".

Hearing Ji Mo's description, Du Mei didn't get angry even when he saw the displeasure on his child's face. Instead, he smiled, patted his thigh and said, "Oh, that's it, yes, That's how it is, overcoming thorns and thorns, if it weren't for this, how could you see Xue Zhi is overbearing, yes, yes, it is overbearing, it is not an exaggeration to use it here, the incense is also overbearing."

Xiangxue wine is not really pure and soft, if it loses any strength, it is the sweet wine and honey wine that women's family members like, and it cannot be sought after by men, it seems to hide all the spiciness in the snow , the awe-inspiring cold group grip and then let go, wouldn't you feel the burning pain in your hand?It is obviously cold, but it is like being warmed by a fire, and it will also bring a wave of heat.

What I want is the hotness hidden under the ice and snow.

"For this description, it should be superficial." Du Mei said, pointing the spout of the pot to her mouth again, and directly took a big gulp.

"Isn't it a big white thing?" This is a common phrase, and Ji Mo didn't know it. In fact, he was a bit complaining about the other party's intention of not pouring the wine into the glass, but Du Mei listened and took another big sip. , and praised Ji Mo: "You are worthy of my apprentice, you have won my heart, you should understand it, if you understand it, you can understand your heart..."

While talking, he took another gulp down, the jug was not very big, and the narrow neck held by an adult was not full, now he took several gulps one after another, and the next gulp would be a trickle.

Dumei's head was tilted back, with the spout in his mouth facing the sky, his neck wanted to bend back, he kept it for a while before returning to its original shape, and separated the spout from the mouth. It is certain that there will be no drop left in the pot at this moment. It was swallowed by him.

Half a jug of wine, not intoxicating enough, but enough to get you excited.

"Go, get out, it's time to make wine."

He pushed Ji Mo's shoulder to let Ji Mo walk out, which was a little more intimate than walking directly in front of Ji Mo in the cave.

Ji Mo raised his hand to help his arm, and Le Zizi followed him out. The master and apprentice just walked out of the room. When Du Mei closed the door with his backhand, he saw Du Kun, who was standing three steps away with his face His expression was quite helpless, as if he had caught a domestic pet that was stealing food, should he be punished or not?

"Why is Master like this again, how much did you drink?"

"No, no, where, where—it's just half a pot." Du Mei, who has always been a strong critic, has a little guilty conscience and admits to be honest. However, for a narcissistic person, guilty conscience is temporary, and soon He straightened his waist, pressed his hands on Ji Mo's shoulders, as if he had found the right support, and said, "I have recruited a new disciple for my master, so I have to show him a little bit. I don't know how to make wine if I don't know how to make it?"

This reason can be said to be very reasonable.

Never thought that his identity would be confirmed under such circumstances. Ji Mo obeyed Du Mei's order and didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. Mei felt the same guilty conscience, shrunk her shoulders - straightened her stomach, and made two consecutive movements as if encountering a storm and mustering up the courage to block it.

It's similar to Du Mei's performance just now.

"Master must like my junior brother very much?" Du Kun asked like this, and when he got Du Mei's affirmative answer, he immediately said, "Since that's the case, junior junior brother will learn from master in the future." His words I am very sure that the other party will not refute, so I turned to Ji Modao after finishing speaking, "Little brother, please remember to look at the master, don't let him drink more, the master has a lot of alcoholic worms in his stomach, if he drinks too much, it will increase his drinking." Insects are not good for people."

In Ji Mo's understanding, this sentence means "drinking too much is easy to get alcohol poisoning". The other party's self-produced and self-sold products must also be an arduous task.

Looking at Du Kun, he mainly has the same body shape as Fangshan, and then looking at Du Mei, who is so thin and thin. Based on common theory, is there really a parasite in Du Mei's belly?

He is short, and his eyes are just able to fall on Du Mei's stomach. Du Mei didn't notice his small thoughts. Hearing Du Kun's advice, he glared at the other party: "What a disgrace, how did I teach you? Winemaker If you don't drink...don't taste it, how will you know if the brewed wine is ready?"

"Master, can you really know the heat only by tasting it?"

Du Kun asked back, didn't hold on to the word "don't drink" that Du Mei inadvertently leaked, didn't he know that the other party was just looking for an opportunity to drink?Knowing is helpless!

Du Mei hesitated, for a winemaker, he only knew the heat was inferior after tasting. Of course he refused to admit this, pinching his nose and following the other party's meaning, he said: "How is it possible? I can tell it at a glance. I know..."

After all, it was the master. Du Kun didn't push too much when he heard this. He changed the subject and directly stated his intention. He knew that Du Mei went to the cellar to check today, and he didn't see a reply for a long time. I searched for a circle of people, and I found them.

Hearing the business, Du Mei didn't delay, and said what needed to be replaced, and what was already drinkable, and asked Du Kun to report to the steward, whether to keep it in the cellar, and how many wine mothers to choose. Du Kun arranged for himself when to pick it up, and also changed the location to show the difference, and - cold brew.

"This year's weather is good, but they insist on cold brewing, and wait until July to brew. At that time, the temperature (in the cave) is probably about the same."

Du Mei said something like this.

Du Kun agreed at the same time, he didn't think it was a troublesome thing, he just said: "That's it, just make one more song in July. The ice cellar is cold, it's just making music, master doesn't have to go, I'll just go."

His words meant to take care of Du Mei's body everywhere, but Du Mei, who was being taken care of, was not happy, snorted, and cursed in a low voice: "I just love these trails!" Ji Mo patted his head and said, "Don't learn these tricks in the future, you won't be able to get on the stage."

I mean cold brew?Ji Mo didn't understand a bit, but obediently agreed.