C58 Hundred Years of Heritage

From the building, the Mao family winery looked like an old man who exuded an ancient aura. However, when one entered, one would discover that there was something different about it.

In the past year, Mao Yunyun had put in a lot of effort to combine the emerging winery equipment with the traditional craftsmanship. She tried her best to maintain the core of the ancient brewing technology. The rest that could be replaced by machines were all replaced by machine work.

Mao Yunyun led Chen Dong to the raw materials workshop. Although most of the food was crushed by machines, in order to perfectly replicate the brewing process of the Drunken Immortal Wine, Mao Yunyun had specially arranged for the workers to use the original manual crushing method.

Three to five young men were topless as they stirred the food with shovels. Their movements were neat and had a special aesthetic feeling. Along with the mixed wine hymn, the work was done in full swing.

No matter what position they were in, Chen Dong could feel their enthusiasm for the wine.

Chen Dong said with mixed feelings, "I can see that they not only treat brewing wine as a job, but also as a hobby. "

Mao Yunyun's eyes curved slightly. There was a different kind of brilliance in her eyes. "This is the soul of wine that I told you about. "

Chen Dong thought that he now understood that the soul of the wine was not in the wine. It was the person who made the wine.

Next, Mao Yunyun brought Chen Dong and the recording staff to the brewing workshop and the filling workshop. She explained the unique underground kiln of the Mao Family to them.

Chen Dong had drunk a lot of beautiful wine in his life. Before he opened his own winery, he had visited many wineries and personally experienced the ancient ways of brewing wine. It was completely different from watching Mao Yunyun's competition in the stands.

The staff accompanying him also had a feast for their eyes.

The brewing process of the Drunken Immortal Wine was simple and complicated. Mao Family's winery revealed the accumulation of history everywhere. This was the result of generations of perseverance and hard work after hundreds of years of inheritance.

In their opinion, the outcome of the application would definitely be satisfactory.

Chen Dong was squatting down and observing the Dark Earth kiln. Mao Yunyun recalled the two people three years ago who had been arguing over the old and new crafts. Now, Chen Dong was patiently understanding the ancient crafts and wine brewing, and she could not help but feel a little emotional.

She held Chen Dong's hand and said mysteriously, "Let's go. I'll take you to my secret base. "

Chen Dong was pulled up by Mao Yun with a blank look on his face. He walked towards the second floor of the wine cellar.

The second floor of the wine cellar was a little cold. Chen Dong followed behind Mao Yunyun and went down the dirt stairs. When he went down, he saw a dazzling collection of wine bottles on the wine cabinet. He was instantly dumbfounded.

"This. . . "

Mao Yunyun said proudly, "The wine here is all mine!"

Not only was the Drunken Immortal Wine placed here, there were also other types of white wine. There were Mao Yunyun's works and the works of other Mao family's bartenders.

Looking over, there were several hundred bottles.

Chen Dong touched the wine cabinet beside him. It was made of solid wood, with a layer of copper paint on the exterior to prevent vermin.

Its design was elegant and simple, and it didn't look like something from this era.

Mao Yunyun said with some nostalgia, "This is my favorite place when I was young. "

Unfortunately, ever since her father passed away, no one else had come here.

Chen Dong looked at him curiously. He casually picked up a bottle of wine and saw a pink sticker pasted on the bottle. On the sticker, there were a few big words written crookedly with a watercolor pen, "Mao Yunyun, eight years old, brew. "

A cute smiling face was drawn beside him. Chen Dong burst into laughter. "Your work at eight years old?"

Mao Yunyun glanced at it and nodded in embarrassment. "Well, I learned wine brewing knowledge from grandpa when I was four. This is my first bottle of wine. The effects aren't very ideal. I'm afraid I can't drink it now. . . "

As Chen Dong walked further in, the words on the bottle became mature. On the top shelf of the wine cabinet, there was a bottle that said, Mao Yunyun, it's your 24th birthday. Brew.

From Mao Yunyun's 8 years old to 24 years old, Chen Dong seemed to see a little girl who could not even hold a bottle steadily. She wrote her name on the bottle seriously with a watercolor pen. When she was 24 years old, Mao Yunyun had already become an independent bartender. Her handwriting had become delicate and elegant, just like her.

"This place is very good. "

Chen Dong sighed with emotion. He, who had always been eloquent, could only let out a heartfelt praise clumsily.

"Of course, this is my most precious place. Even if it's Big Brother, I won't let him come down. "

Chen Dong raised his eyebrows. "It seems that I'm very honored. "

Chen Dong went inside to take a look. He could not help but see Mao Yunyun's father's collection and even her grandfather's works when he was alive.

Chen Dong couldn't help but feel a little surprised. One had to know that his father's twenty-year-old Drunken Immortal Wine had cost him two million.

And here, there was actually an entire cabinet full of it. . . .

The innermost cabinet was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the shape of the bottle became quite simple. At first, Chen Dong thought that it was an antique bottle, but he struggled to recognize the words on the bottle. He found that it was a yellowish brush word, and some of it was already broken.

Chen Dong's heart sped up. Could it be? . . .

Mao Yunyun saw him stretch out his hand and hurriedly said, "Don't touch! These are things left behind by the ancestors. I don't even dare to touch things of old age. "

Chen Dong took a deep breath and calmed his shocked emotions. He forced himself to withdraw his hand calmly.

He asked, "How much more of this wine is left in the cellar?"

Mao Yunyun thought for a while and said while stroking her chin, "Not much. There are only two cabinets. I don't usually dare to touch these two cabinets. "

When she was young, she was playful. Her father had scared it. The wine there contained the soul of the ancestor. When she opened the bottle, it would run out, leaving a shadow in her heart. Even now, she did not dare to approach those bottles.

Chen Dong's eyes swept across those ancient bottles. His heart was beating wildly. How was this wine? It was simply an antique!

Back then, Xi An dug out an ancient wine cellar and dug out over two thousand bottles of unsealed wine. When he opened them, the fragrance of wine overflowed in all directions. After a long time, just a small bottle would be sold for over a hundred thousand yuan.

Chen Dong looked at Mao Yunyun with a complicated expression. He did not expect that his wife's net worth was much higher than hers!

"If you had casually taken out a bottle to sell back then, I'm afraid that Mao Family's wine factory would not be like this now. "

Chen Dong thought about how he had exchanged a bottle of wine worth two million for Mao Yunyun's three years of work. It was simply too lucky.

Mao Yunyun sneered when she heard that. "This is the inheritance of the Mao family's ancestors. It also supports my beliefs. How can I sell it so easily?"

Chen Dong was indeed Chen Dong. No matter where he went, he could not change the nature of a businessman.

"Alright, I'm being superficial. "

The two of them were touring the wine cellar. The workers of the Mao family were also curious about how this young man got so close to Mao Yunyun. They all asked Sun Aiai about it.

The relationship between Chen Dong and Mao Yunyun was no longer a secret. Sun Aiai said, "Hey, isn't it just a relationship between young people? Yunyun has grown up. It's time for her to fall in love. "

Unexpectedly, when these words were said, these old workers who had watched Mao Yunyun grow up were unhappy.

"What?! This kid has to go through our test before he can be together with Yunyun!"

"That's right. Old Mao told me to take good care of Yunyun back then. Yunyun was half my daughter. I can't let her be deceived by a bad man. "

Sun Aiai's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He looked helplessly at these elders who were wholeheartedly doing good for Yunyun.