Reborn lady my biggest

Chapter 76
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Back home, Su Zizeng, after removing her makeup, looked at herself in the mirror, her complexion flushed with excitement, and her first venture gave her a sense of excitement that she had never had before.Her eyes finally fell on a few bottles of wine.

These bottles of wine were brought back from the venue after the ceremony, and they all had exquisite foreign labels on them.Considering that there are nearly 1000 guests, the Su family has also put in a lot of effort this time, and there are dozens of drinks used in the venue.

In addition to low-alcohol wine and flavored wine for women, there are also high-alcohol and medium-alcohol wines for men of different ages and preferences. The four bottles of wine in front of you are medium-alcohol wines, which can make people talk freely at the same time. Moderate alcohol that doesn't get you drunk right away.

Obviously the taste is similar, Su Zi once smelled it, and felt troubled in his heart, that is, the place of production is a little different, and they are all whiskeys from Scotland.She was an alcoholic in her previous life and liked to use spirits, and this kind of moderate alcohol was only encountered occasionally in social situations.

After opening the cork, there were several kinds of scents in the air, except for the four whiskey smells that were very similar, one was the smell of fragrant flowers blooming under the balcony, the other was the smell of cosmetics, and the third was the smell of wine.

After washing off the smell of perfume, Su Zizeng smelled the residual alcohol of that guest named "Da Gen".

"Damn it," Su Zizeng sniffed her body carefully again. She saw herself in the mirror, and suddenly remembered Shang Yin's actions during the day.

She is using Chanel No. 19 today, and not many people in China use it. She originally wanted to use the smell of perfume to cover up the smell of alcohol left on her body last night.

"Shang Yin said it smells like wine," Su Zizeng pressed his nose tightly against his hand, his fingers that had been stained with wine yesterday still carried the fragrance of wine brewed from koji rice.

"The lingering fragrance lingers on for three days," Su Zi Zeng said politely, his whole body trembling, "Impossible, that drunk on the beach has a dull personality, how could he know how to drink."

Wine tastes like character, once Su Zi thought of the appearance of that guest that day, he refused to put him in the right seat of a master drinking master, but now she has nothing to do, the one who was offended by her The "Uncle Dagen" that she has learned has become the straw for her to start a business and save her life.

The next day, when I heard that Su Zi wanted to find the troublemaker, Yan Wuxu really didn't understand. Zhou Dagen, who lived in a shanty town, was like chewing gum stuck to his hair. Unexpectedly, Su Zizeng even brought four bottles of wine to the door, saying that he wanted to "make an apology and admit his mistake".

Su Zizeng originally wanted to wait for Zhou Dagen to come to the door at the stall, but he heard that he only came about once a week, so he had to come to the door in person.

Yan Wuxu was a little worried that Su Zi had gone there alone, so he accompanied her to find it.

The shanty house is a piece of shack near the seaside. It is the outermost area of ​​the sixth district, and it can be regarded as the most chaotic area in the sixth district.Low-rise houses and sheds are all over the ground, and sneaky kidnappers are common, and even the police don't bother to patrol this area.

"It's a house, but it's just four bamboo poles with a roof. It can't live in at all," Yan Wuxu led the way ahead, kicking away the rubbish that blocked the way.

Soon following other people's instructions, he found Zhou Dagen's residence.Zhou Dagen's shanty house is a shed open on three sides, with only one earthen wall, which looks stronger than other sheds.It's just that there are more than a dozen jars under the shed, each of which is half the height of a person. The black mouth of the jar looks like a soy sauce jar, and when I approach it, it smells like rice milk.

"Zizen, don't go in, you will dirty your clothes," Yan Wuxu watched as Su Zizeng walked in, inspected with interest, opened one of the vats, and there was a whole jar of fermented rice in it.

Zhou Dagen's house can be regarded as a barren house, without a piece of decent furniture, and under the whole shed, there are only a few tanks.

"It smells so bad," Yan Wuxu quickly covered his mouth. The fermented glutinous rice that had just started to be released tasted almost rancid, and the unsanitary conditions in the shantytown made it even more nauseating.

"Ah," Yan Wuxu yelled, she watched Su Zizeng open the lid, put her fingers in, dipped some unbrewed wine, and put it in her mouth.

There is no unexpected disgusting smell. When it enters the mouth, it just smells almost like beer. "Homebrew?" Su Zi once saw some clues. Zhou Dagen has some tricks. Some semi-finished wine came out, as clear as amber.

"It's not an ordinary home brew," Su Zi once discovered something different, the taste of the wine in his mouth became stronger and stronger, it was only a semi-finished product, and it had this taste.

"Forget you have vision," Zhou Dagen just came back from the outside, saw two people standing between his precious wine jars, and rushed in.

"Uncle Zhou, I came here to apologize today," Su Zizeng obediently took out the four bottles of wine.She thought that Zhou Dagen would be a little surprised, but he just took a look, and then he said, "He said he didn't come to play tricks on me, he wanted to use some old-fashioned foreign things to fool me, the price is expensive and not interesting, I will I don't want to drink."

Obviously these bottles were not in Zhou Dagen's eyes, but fortunately Su Zizeng had other preparations, she immediately picked out one of the bottles of Gray Goose Vodka, and only then regained some of Zhou Dagen's attention.

"It still seems to be the case," Zhou Dagen was not polite, took the wine, took a deep breath, his face full of intoxication.

Su Zi once saw him unscrew the bottle, without picking a seat, just sat down on the floor and sipped the wine.He looked at Yan Wuxu again.

Although a little unhappy, Yan Wuxu still took out the appetizers that Yan's mother had prepared, and it was still the third one.

"Grilled shrimp, cold seaweed, spicy peanuts, match each other." Zhou Dagen became more and more cheerful as he watched, and put Su Zizeng's act of "throwing the kettle" to the back of his mind.

After he ate and drank enough, he hiccupped and said: "The mouth of the cannibal is soft, you two little girls, don't fool my old man, tell me, what do you want from me? You have also seen it, my nest It’s also like a pigsty, the most valuable ones are the few tanks, and there’s nothing else to make you spend your time.”

"Mr. Zhou, I think that although your home brew is in good condition, compared with what you drank that night, the taste is not quite right." Su Zi once saw that his face was flushed with wine, and he spoke in a loose manner. So he took advantage of his drinking and entered his heart, and took the opportunity to ask about things.

"Those? It's not eye-catching, it's still not eye-catching, it doesn't even have a horoscope, how can it be called wine," Zhou Dagen also practiced Tai Chi, his wine is only a semi-finished product, and it has to go through countless times The distillation is carried out, and then aged in cellars.

Su Zizeng was still standing there dumbfounded, it was really inconvenient to ask a question, so he just sat down on the ground as well, frowning without saying a word.

"It's not convenient for Mr. Zhou to tell you the secret of his own wine, so can you tell me the difference between these four wines?"

"The place where it is produced is different, and the wheat used to make wine is different, so it's all different," Zhou Dagen said, Su Zizeng and Yan Wuxu were a little confused.

"These are all medium-strength whiskeys from an old Scottish factory, so I don't see much difference," Su Zi Zeng was a little unconvinced, and then turned around to ask Yan Wuxu, and she also came up to smell it, and agreed her opinion.

"Tsk tsk, you little girls only know about perfumes and lipsticks, but how can you know about making wine. The water and soil are different, the craftsmanship is different, and the wheat is different, and the germination rate is different. A little bit of difference is all It's different." Zhou Dagen shook the bottles of wine, and said: "I don't drink these bottles of wine, not because I dislike the bad wine, but because I'm not used to drinking moderate alcohol. It doesn't have the refreshing taste of beer, and it doesn't have the height The wine is old and spicy, but the wine is good wine."

Seeing that Zhou Dagen spoke to the point, and his tone was not preaching, Su Zizeng became serious.Following Zhou Dagen's example, she shook the bottle towards the sun.

There are four bottles of wine, and the decorations of the wine bottles also have their own merits. There are cylinders, squares, and cones with inverted triangles.The colors reflect a little differently in sunlight.

"The first one is Kunchi, which comes from the lowlands of Scotland. It has a light taste, moderate alcohol content, and the aroma of sweet orange. The second one is called Jeff, which is somewhat similar in color to German stout and tastes better. It is thicker and comes from the highlands of Scotland. The third type is called Percy wine, with a wet sea salt, ginger yellow, and it is produced along the coast of the British Isles. The last type is the most intense caramel sugar color, slightly bitter in the mouth, It’s produced in the River Valley, and it’s called Caramel Macchie.” Zhou Dagen found an empty jar among the jars, and took out a few wine glasses from it, which were spotlessly wiped.

The wine was poured out, and Su Zizeng and Yan Wuxu tasted it one by one. After Zhou Dagen said this, the two of them suddenly became enlightened as if they had received a tour guide's explanation in a scenic spot.

"Uncle Zhou didn't expect you to be so powerful," Yan Wuxu looked at the humble Zhou Dagen, feeling both surprised and amazed.

Different wines produced in high and low lands, valleys, and seasides have subtle taste differences.Su Zi once closed his eyes, imagining the trend of mountains and rivers in his mind, the four kinds of wine are like four menacing streams of water that do not merge with each other, rushing towards the whole body.

"Drink my wine again," Zhou Dagen also wanted to show off, looking around the wine tank, and spotted the wine that was about eight or nine percent hot.

This time, even without saying a word, he became interested, and he didn't mind the weird fermented rice in the vat, so he took a sip of the wine.

Su Zi once drank it in his mouth, and felt that the wine made by Zhou Dagen was completely different from those four wines.Like the smell of smoked ham, the wine has a sweet taste of maltose from the tip of the tongue until it enters the throat. "

"Good wine!" Su Zizeng and Yan Wuxu said in unison, feeling their eyes light up.

When Zhou Dagen heard this, the corners of his mouth barely reached his ears, and he kept nodding his head.

"Wine is good wine, but it's a pity." After Su Zizeng finished praising him, he changed the subject and sighed.

(End of this chapter)