The toasted steamed buns are so crispy that you can’t stop eating them.
Director Fang: "It's time to drink some wine."
He poured a glass of wine for everyone and said, "Come, let's try the new wine from our winery."
Brigade Commander Zhou picked it up and smelled it. The fragrance was stronger than the last bottle he got.
Take a sip, the taste is mellow, the aroma of wine spreads on the tip of the tongue, and there is a sweet aftertaste.
“Good wine.”
Ding Liansheng nodded repeatedly, "This wine is good. I didn't expect that our army could also brew such good wine."
Director Fang was a little proud, "That's right, I heard that Aunt Zhang's wine-making skills have been passed down for five generations, so I estimate it's been around for about two hundred years.
Aunt Zhang has been practicing this craft for over 30 years.”
Ding Liansheng: "So it's an old craft, no wonder the wine is so flavorful.
Lao Fang, you have to leave two bottles for me. My father-in-law loves this. I have to bring him two bottles when I go back for the New Year."
"Okay, we're already drawing up the blueprints for our winery, and we estimate it will be ready soon, definitely by early next year.
By then, let alone two bottles, I can even give you two boxes."
"Okay, that's it."
Director Fang poured them more wine. "This is specially brewed by Aunt Zhang after she tasted vodka. You know vodka, right?"
Zhou Yin: "I've heard of it. Isn't this the Russians' wine? The Russians like to drink this kind of strong liquor when it's cold over there."
Director Fang patted his shoulder and said, "You're right. Try it again and see how this wine differs from vodka."
The aroma of the wine poured out this time was much lighter, and you had to smell it carefully to smell the alcohol.
The wine is very pure when you drink it, a little different from the white wine you just drank.
No one else had ever drunk vodka, but Brigade Commander Zhou had, but it had been so long that he almost forgot the taste.
Director Fang saw that they hadn't spoken for a long time and asked anxiously, "Why don't you just drink and not talk?"
Ding Liansheng: "We haven't tried that vodka. If you ask us what's different about our wine, we can't tell you."
Director Fang was depressed and heartbroken.
It would be a waste to give them such good wine.
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