Chapter 38 Hundred-year-old cellar

After exiting the gate and turning left, there is a factory about the same size as a recycling station. The entire yard is covered with snow, so it doesn’t look like anything special. But once you come in, you’re filled with the aroma of wine. This is a winery.

Wine is a good thing. There are also breweries in the factory area in the northern suburbs, producing white, beer, fruit, red, and various sweet brews. However, you really can never have too much of this stuff.

All five of them enjoyed it very much, especially in weather like this.

The yard was filled with wine jars, all filled with koji. The lids of a few of the jars had been opened, but the others were well covered and, after being covered with snow, were perfectly usable.

Take it away.

There are several distillation pots in the factory, all of which use the most primitive methods, unlike the factory area, which uses advanced technology.

The wine was gone, and even the jar was taken away. I felt regretful for a second, then followed a rat and a dog inside.

Inside was a wine cellar with racks of finished wine, but the wine was gone.

The two of them didn't stop and kept walking to the corner, digging with their claws.

The five people looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. If it could be hidden so well, it must be a good thing.

"Come on, thank you two heroes for your hard work. Leave the rest to me." Miaomiao was very flattering and started digging directly.

Lan Shiruo held her forehead helplessly and took out five shovels. "Use this."

The floor of the wine cellar is not hardened. In order to maintain the most original taste, the wine vats here are sealed with mud, and the fragrance of the old cellar is everywhere.

After digging up the ten-inch-thick dirt floor, a square stone slab was revealed, about four square meters in size.

The heavy work was given to Miaomiao, and the child was happy to serve. When he thought about the good stuff underneath, he was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

Behind the stone slab is an iron plate with a lock. It doesn’t look very old. It must be looked after by the owner regularly. The small team is getting more and more excited.

Miaomiao scored with great force. In an instant, the aroma of alcohol hit her face. Miaomiao, who was the first to be hit, felt drunk and dizzy. "No, no, I can't drink much. I need some fresh air." She stumbled and ran away.

Lan Shiruo asked the generals and ministers to watch over him and not to run too far.

He Lian was not a person who could drink much. She took a whiff from a distance, blushed, and quickly stood far away, not getting any closer. But it was really fragrant.

Yunshui Yao is a wine lover and has a good alcohol tolerance, but he couldn't handle such a strong aroma of wine.

Han Qingquan narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Not bad."

Lan Shiruo was envious. She could drink well, but she had to feed Xiao Lebao, so she could only watch. "Test the air first. Qingquan and I will go down, and you guys watch from above."

Lan Shiruo covered herself tightly, and although she couldn't completely block out the aroma of the wine, it was much lighter and acceptable.

The air below was fine, so the two of them went down to explore.

The lower level wasn't high, only about 1.6 meters. A tall person wouldn't be able to stay there for more than ten minutes. The walls were rammed earth on all sides, devoid of any modern craftsmanship. Then there were the vats, each about half a person's height and about the same width as the entrance. The mouths were sealed with mud, and each bore a plaque inscribed with the date of burial. A quick glance revealed that a hundred vats were added each year, each weighing a hundred kilograms. This meant they'd been stored for over a century, so you can imagine how spacious the space was. In other words, the earliest wine was a century old, a true treasure.

Not to mention the end of the world, even in prosperous times, this cellar would be a priceless treasure.

It's not just the wine, the people who made these are also treasures. I don't know if they are still alive. They should be gone, otherwise why would they be willing to give these away? In the end, they got the advantage. What a pity.

But they really did send it.

Lan Shiruo also saw the shock and joy in Han Qingquan's eyes. It was rare that even the icy beauty changed her expression.

With a wave of his hand, he collected them all and buried them directly in the ground in the space. The air environment and soil in the space are better than outside. I believe the wine will get better and better.

"Let's go up."

Han Qingquan couldn't hide his excitement and quickly came to the ground. Yunshui Yao Helian came over to ask about the situation, his eyes full of anticipation.

Han Qingquan glanced at Lan Shiruo and told her to speak.

Lan Shiruo smiled, "We've made a fortune this time. The oldest wine in here is a hundred years old. The owner stores a hundred jars every year, and each jar weighs about a hundred kilograms. After a hundred years, I was afraid they would be ruined, so I put them all into the space and buried them in the ground. When we find a suitable opportunity in the future, we will try the century-old cellar."

"Oh my god, I really made a fortune." Yunshui Yao was amazed and didn't even care about her charming image.

He Lian swallowed her saliva. "Although I'm not a big drinker, I'm really looking forward to it. A can of century-old liquor makes me excited."

"Wait until the snow is over, and then find a safe place to have a good drink. We don't have to worry about getting drunk." Lan Shiruo said, "Miaomiao is drunk, so we can rest here for a while. It's almost noon now, so we can cook our own food."

"I'll do it. I used to cook for myself." He Lian took on the task, Yunshui, Yao, Han, and Qingquan helped, Lan Shiruo put out a bed, put Miaomiao on it, and began to serve little Lebao.

A rat and a mastiff were staring at each other. Their incompatibility was natural, and the reason was really hard to find out.

Xiao Lebao's daily routine is now very regular. He wakes up at six in the morning and asks his mother to help him pee, poop, wash his butt, and then fill his stomach.

I play until nine o'clock, then sleep for an hour. My mother will take care of me again until noon. I will take a nap for two hours. I will be energetic for a long time in the afternoon until nine o'clock in the evening. After my mother takes care of me, I say good night.

When he is awake, if his mother is too busy to take care of him, the little guy will not make a fuss and will play by himself.

A small playground was specially set up for him in the lobby on the first floor of the villa, filled with various toys, so he could have a great time playing alone.

Lan Shiruo sometimes felt distressed, thinking how lonely the little guy must be alone, so when there was no danger, she would carry him in front of her. The backpack was made after Xiao Lebao could be carried like this. The general structure was no different from other backpacks, except that it was covered with a backpack on the outside, which served as a cover and also prevented people from spying on the little guy.

But little Lebao can see outside clearly from inside, chat with his mother, and see all kinds of things outside. The little guy likes it very much.

Since her son likes it, the mother naturally has to satisfy him, so most of the time, she carries him on her back. Once there is danger or a fight, she quickly replaces him with a prepared dummy.

Little Lebao also likes the game of rapidly changing positions.

When little Lebao saw Brother Rat for the first time, he was very curious. He waved his hands and shouted "Ah ah" that he wanted to play with him.

The little guy was very strong and kept flapping his arms and legs. Lan Shiruo had no choice but to spread the carpet and let him play with Jiang Xiang first. She had to give Brother Rat a bath and then give him an injection.

This was the first time for the mouse to take a bath. He was both nervous and curious, and tentatively put his paws into the basin.

Lan Shiruo looked at her with amusement, "Don't worry, it's very comfortable. Come in quickly, wash up and you can eat."

Brother Rat tilted his head and put his front paws in. He felt nothing strange, so he mustered up the courage to put his hind paws in.

Lan Shiruo first wet its fur, then used pet-specific shower gel and rubbed bubbles all over its body. The mouse brother shook his head in comfort and made a suspicious "chirp" sound.

(End of this chapter)