At this time, Yun Tao removed all the items around him, and set up a fire on the spot, placing the steamer steaming on the fire, and laying two large wooden barrels next to the steaming steaming on the steaming steaming on the steaming steaming on the steaming steaming on the steaming. Yun Tao only took a short rest last night.

Now, what we have to do is wait. After all, the current step is distillation, and Yuntao has no more ways. Time passed by minute by minute, and the fire was still burning there. Even because it was the peak of autumn, the weather became hotter and hotter, and it burned even more vigorously.

Slowly, Yun Tao smelled a scent of wine, refreshing his mind and indulged in it. The smell seemed faint, with a kind of sweetness and happiness, but in a blink of an eye, it seemed that he smelled the passionate and heroic spirit, and all kinds of scenes flashed through Yun Tao's mind.

"What is this? Why does it smell so good?"

"Yes, what is this?"

"It seems to be the smell of wine. Who is making wine? This taste is really mellow."

"It's so delicious, go and see who's making wine."

People in the village were talking, and even Mr. Tang and Mr. Jing who were going down the village were alarmed.

Everyone led the smell towards the reservoir.

...

Suddenly, a noise woke Yun Tao up from his indulgence. When he opened his eyes, he found that there were more than a dozen people around him, basically all the drunkards in the village. Mr. Jing and Mr. Tang were inside, and the village chief Yun Changde also came.

Yun Tao's heart flashed, and he knew that because this place was a windy place, probably because the wind blew the overflowing wine into the village, they attracted them. Yun Tao was very confident about the wine he brewed. He firmly believed that his wine had such charm.

Sure enough, after seeing Yun Tao beside him, Mr. Tang asked Yun Tao: "Yun Tao, what's going on?"

Obviously, Mr. Tang was sure that this matter had an inseparable relationship with Yun Tao.

When the villagers around him also looked at Yun Tao with admiration when they heard Mr. Tang's questioning, it can be seen that in the past two days, Mr. Tang got along well with the villagers. It is obvious that they have already met them.

Yun Tao looked at them and found that they were all looking expectant. Obviously, the people who had arrived here were all wine lovers, so they didn't keep it in a silence and said directly: "It's obvious that I'm distilling. I believe everyone is familiar with the winemaking process."

When everyone present heard Yun Tao's words, they felt disappointed and made wine. Most of the people here had brewed wine by themselves, but when they were distilled, they never smelled such a wonderful aroma of wine. Even if the quality of the wine was better, the aroma of wine was only mouth-watering, but it could not achieve this dreamlike situation.

How could this not make them confused? Especially when they smelled the heroic ambition from the fragrance of wine, they felt their blood was thirsty and their faces were red. There seemed to be a kind of flame burning in their hearts. They felt the heroic spirit of eating the meat of the heroic man hungry and drinking the blood of the Huns with thirsty.

"Yuntao, just tell us, even if it is wine, it is not ordinary. What kind of wine is it?"

Mr. Jing couldn't help but ask, as the former leader of China, Teacher Jing had never drunk wine, and this was the first time he smelled such a fragrant wine.

It can be said that the men in the whole village, except for those who go out to work, have almost all come here, with more than a dozen, but most of them are elderly people, after all, young people still have to work. This shows that the village is full of wine lovers.

Seeing such a group of people who love wine, all of them are their elders, how could Yun Tao hide anything? He immediately smiled and said, "This is my own wine, and the aroma of wine is emitting such a wine, which is related to the characteristics of the wine."

Everyone was very surprised when they heard this. They didn't expect that this was not the ancient famous wine they imagined, but was created by Yun Tao, especially the old man, Wang Yi and Yun Tao were very familiar with, and immediately came forward to observe.

Mr. Tang was born in a traveling tour, and was very anxious and couldn't help it. As soon as he stepped forward, he immediately protruded his head and the liquid in the barrel was red, just like bright red blood. Moreover, because the temperature of the wine had not yet dropped, the smell came out, with a word "strong". Mr. Tang, who had penetrated through, felt the strong smell of wine was suffocating, as if he was on the battlefield and on the battlefield, countless soldiers were fighting, which made him feel passionate.

Mr. Tang felt like he was going back decades ago.

But the alcohol smell was amazing. Even though he was very good at drinking, he still couldn't stand it. He turned around and retreated immediately, his face flushed, and his eyes were even confused, obviously he was a little drunk.

Everyone laughed when they saw Mr. Tang’s appearance, but Mr. Tang didn’t care at all and was still intoxicated.

Seeing Mr. Tang like this, the village chief Yun Changde couldn't help but come to another wine barrel. He looked at it and saw that the wine inside was not as transparent as usual, but not as blood-red as the first wine barrel. It was just a faint pink, which made people feel very warm.

Yun Changde seemed to feel very touched now, not as embarrassed as Mr. Tang, but he was also intoxicated with it, smiling the most, and seemed to miss it very much.

Seeing that the two people who were protruding their heads became so good, Old Jing couldn't help but become more curious and asked hurriedly: "Yun Tao, what's going on?"

Yun Tao laughed and saw that his wine could have such an effect. Now that the old man asked, he immediately put a spoonful of wine in the wine, put it in a glass, opened his mouth and said, "This is the first type of wine. I named it 'Hero Tears'. This wine has one characteristic, spicy, but people who know wine can taste the prosperity, ambition, and the proud national sentiment. Of course, you can also taste the loneliness, loneliness, sadness, and all kinds of emotions of heroes, all in a glass of wine, which makes people miss it."

After hearing Yun Tao's words, Mr. Jing's eyes lit up. The various characteristics that Yun Tao mentioned just now happened to be in a sensation. Mr. Jing and Mr. Tang were both from military backgrounds and were more familiar with Haozhuang. Therefore, the more he listened, the more he liked it. After Yun Tao's introduction was completed, his eyes were like light bulbs.

Moreover, when he looked at the glass of "hero tears", the wine was red and it was really like blood. The heat emitted was even more intoxicating. He actually passed by, reached out and took it from Yun Tao's hand, opened his mouth and drank it.

This shocked everyone present. Everyone was amazed at the behavior of the old man. They could not drink the wine they had just distilled out. One was because there might be toxins in it, and the other was because the wine was too high.

Although Yun Tao can confirm that his wine is absolutely not poisonous even if it is distilled for the first time, the degree is even higher, especially the "hero tears" are still the strong wine carefully brewed by Yun Tao, which is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people.

Mr. Jing only felt that the wine was running along the intestines and reaching his stomach. Suddenly, the plain wine, which was originally burning like a fire, felt a burst of burning in his stomach, and his internal organs were burning.

At this moment, when someone else saw that Mr. Jing had finished drinking, his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was stunned. When everyone wanted to push him, the old man burped loudly, let out a long sigh, and said, "Good wine, good wine, delicious wine, I like it."

Then he saw his color was blurred and his steps were empty. It was obviously this glass of wine that made him drunk. You know, the old man was from a military family. Although he was known as a Confucian general, his alcohol tolerance was not smaller than that of others. This was practiced at the wine table.

Even though he is old now and his body is not as good as before, he cannot easily get drunk. However, after drinking a glass of Yuntao’s wine, he looks like this. This shows how strong the wine made by Yuntao is.

As the old man's guard captain, Captain Wu has been staring at the old man. Seeing that the old man was about to fall, he walked forward very quickly and helped him well.

Seeing that Mr. Jing was already like this, the villagers watching on the side couldn't help but exclaim that they had brewed wine. Natural ways of doing this now mean this. After all, this is ancient winemaking, not modern machine winemaking. In ancient times, the degree of wine was so low that it was hard to imagine. Even if it was distilled for the first time, the degree was only about fifty degrees, and it was impossible to have the effect of the wine brewed by Yun Tao.

What they didn't know was that even after the "hero tears" that Yun Tao had been brewed, they were at least 60 degrees, comparable to the "Moutai Liquor" that China has always been famous for, and the taste was definitely better. As for now, the distillation has just been completed, the wine is at least 60 degrees.

Fortunately, Yuntao has strict requirements on this wine and will not have adverse effects on the human body. Even if you drink it like this, you will not have any headache or dizziness when you wake up, but instead feel refreshed. This is because the wine always has a little medicinal properties.

Then, Yun Tao came to another wine barrel, scooped out a spoonful of wine again, and put it into a glass. The faint pink color made people feel a warmth. In addition, under the current sunshine, it added a bit of charm. Especially Lin Qiuju behind Yun Tao, she felt a love arises out of thin air when she saw this wine, as if the wine was brewed specifically for her.

It turned out that Lin Qiuju came to her uncle's house today, and then she went to her house to drink. As a result, she smelled the aroma of the wine and followed her uncle to the reservoir curiously.

Thinking about it now, Lin Qiuju felt it was really incredible. She had followed everyone so far, came to the reservoir, and saw this man that she could not forget.
Chapter completed!