Even if the four major brewing families have such strength, they must absorb fresh blood at all times, otherwise any powerful family will gradually decline.
Whether it was Lin Huanran's drinking utensils or his ability to make wine, Xingpo's eyes lit up. It would be a blessing if Lin Huanran could join.
Back in his room, Lin Huanran pressed the line and said, "Isn't it absolutely possible to learn how to move the soul by joining the Tianhe family?"
Xing Po didn't hide anything, "It's true. There are special requirements for learning the ancient brewing technique. Otherwise, even if you learn it, it will be a waste of money. Moreover, you must be completely loyal to the family to be eligible."
Lin Huanran was silent. Is this a sectarian opinion? Although this is a huge end and will only cause the secrets to be lost, it is the same for every family and sect. This is unavoidable.
"I understand. Thank you, senior, for telling me the origin of the drinking utensils." Lin Huanran said. He was destined not to be loyal to any family, so this ancient wine-making technique might have to be learned in other ways.
Xing Po naturally also felt something. Although he was sorry, he would not insist on it, "In this case, I am looking forward to your performance tomorrow."
Not long after Lin Huanran returned, Ye Xin discovered it and told Yunfeng. Although it was strange, since he was safe and sound, they didn't ask any more questions. In fact, they had roughly guessed some clues.
The moment that determines the outcome has finally arrived. This time, there are even more people than those who came on the first day. The wine has been fermented, and the remaining steps can be completed within one day. It can be said that this day is the last
decisive battle.
Everyone took out their own brewing tools to carry out the screening and other processes. Lin Huanran knew the old man Zui's ability, so he naturally did not dare to be careless. His hands were like lightning, and he used all his strength to get another sword for the first place.
This time we had to win, so everyone silently played their part. Even Mr. Yuan, who always liked flowers, looked particularly solemn today.
It seemed that everyone's solemnity had stirred up the atmosphere, causing an invisible depression to spread throughout the air. Everyone unconsciously became quiet, and even some individuals were slowing down their breathing.
Cao Qing'er's hands were tense and held tightly by Feng Shaoqing, while Cao Man'er's beautiful eyes kept looking at the man in white robes. As for Lu Ming's forehead, sweat was visible, he had already used all his skills, and the wine was brewing
.
The golden sun gradually turned into a dark golden color. From sunrise to sunset it seemed like a blink of an eye. No one noticed that the naughty time was slipping away. However, the brewing competition had entered the final stage and some people had already completed their own tasks.
Make wine and move your own wine to a designated location.
The Agarwood family also began to select three judges from the crowd, and the six people tasted the wine together, and finally decided the real winner. The crowd of onlookers could have a taste of the wine. Naturally, everyone was very willing, and there were countless people who volunteered and signed up enthusiastically.
However, for the sake of fairness in the competition, the three people selected this time were randomly selected. It can be said that they were completely random. With the addition of three people from the Agarwood family, there will definitely be no biased comments.
Bang, I saw Young Master Yuan covering his right hand with sealing mud, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Many women were cheering and screaming for their dream lover.
But the drunk old man looked much more normal, as if he was doing something careless, and his clothes seemed to be wet with sweat. A trace of exhaustion flashed in his eyes. It seemed that the ancient brewing technique was also very energy-consuming, and no warrior could do it.
If cultivation is used as a foundation, it may be difficult to display it.
So I admire the disappeared wine fairy Lin Huanran very much. He is just an ordinary person but he can master 90% of it. I don’t know how perfect the wine he brews is?
By controlling the sword energy, Lin Huanran easily eliminated every impurity circulating in the wine. The aroma of the wine became richer and the color of the wine became clearer.
The Agarwood family provided flowers, fresh fruits and grains, and wine brewed from the same materials was used to decide the outcome. In this way, no one was qualified to make irresponsible remarks. Lin Huanran chose grains, Mr. Yuan chose flowers, and Old Man Zui
The choice was fresh fruit. There was another exclamation. Fu Shen of the Agarwood family seemed to have finished brewing wine. His satisfied expression showed that he was confident this time.
At this time, Lu Ming also completed his brewing and moved the wine over. There were only a few people left on the venue, but Lin Huanran was not in a hurry. The sword energy had been completely integrated into the wine.
, it only takes a moment to complete.
Finally, everyone has completed all the procedures, and there are still three hours left before the end. But since everyone has completed it ahead of schedule, they can start tasting the wine and discussing the winner or loser.
The three lucky ones who were selected looked expectant, but Yunfeng and an elder had calm expressions. The difference was self-evident. If you want to drink the quality of wine, you must have a sensitive tongue, so a specially designed drink was born.
A person born for good wine: Sommelier.
The third member of the Chenxiang family is such a person. Although he is also very calm, his eyes are looking around, and he is obviously impatient. Such a brewing event that takes place once every ten years is not something that can be easily waited for.
It can be said that sommeliers are also a very popular role on this continent, but they cannot eat spicy, cold or too hot food, which deters many people. Moreover, sommeliers also have strict requirements for their noses, but as a warrior,
, the five senses are originally superior to ordinary people. If you want to improve your wine tasting ability, you can say that you need to improve your cultivation.
Therefore, winemakers can be ordinary people, but wine tasters must become warriors in the martial continent, otherwise they will never be called top wine tasters.
In the wine-making family, there are naturally such extreme figures. Lin Huanran and others all stand in their own positions and taste the wine based on who comes first.
More than two hundred jars of wine were tasted by six people, and they unanimously decided to select the best wine. The selected wine will flow down. If the next jar is tasted and surpasses the previous jar, then a better wine will be left.
, and so on, until the first place is selected this time.
Of course, the wines that rank high in excellence may be appreciated by others, and the winemakers may also be invited by other families.
The first jar of wine was quickly placed in front of the six people. The sommelier slowly opened the seal, and a smell of wine filled the air. The sommelier took a slight sniff, then showed a trace of impatience on his face, and said
I didn’t taste it, but I sat aside. Suddenly there was a loud bang below. What’s going on? Why don’t you try it?
"The first test for a sommelier is the nose. If you can't pass this test, there is no need to taste it at all." Yun Lang said lightly.
Impurities and the quality of fermentation directly affect the aroma of the wine, so if there is a problem with the aroma, the taster will not taste it at all, which is a kind of blasphemy to his carefully protected tongue.
But Yunfeng and the others are different, so they will taste it carefully. Then the second jar of wine comes on the stage, and it is still the sommelier who opens the seal. Only he has such authority.
In fact, the winemakers who came to participate in such a grand event all have two skills. They are definitely not half-skilled, but the distinction between high and low is inevitable. The second jar of wine was defeated by the first jar of wine, so now none of the wine tasters has had a sip.
The third jar of wine was still not as good as the first jar. The sun had completely set, and it was pitch black on the top of the mountain. Many lamps and candles could not be lit here. After all, the mountain wind was too strong.
The Agarwood family also thought of a special solution to this problem. For a while, the bronze lamps tightly protected were lit again. Although the brightness of each lamp was limited, thousands of lamps showed their power.
Hundreds of jars of fine wine have been finished, and the sommelier has only drunk it once so far. This jar has been kept until the end and became the jar that stands out from the crowd. The winemaker's face also showed a trace of pride, and he looked at the surrounding people with their heads lowered.
The winemaker seemed to raise his head higher.
"Is it Lu Ming's?" Soon, Lu Ming's wine came on the market, and the sommelier began to taste it. This was the second jar of wine he tasted.
Feng Shaoqing was also a little anxious, but when he saw the sommelier's actions, he breathed a sigh of relief, "As expected of Master Lu Ming." Cao Qinger was very happy.
But soon, Cao Qinger's happy face changed, because although Lu Ming's wine was good, it was not as good as the one just now, and was directly eliminated. Their hopes were completely shattered.
Lu Ming sighed. He never thought that he could be the best at such a brewing party, but because of his debt to the Feng family, he had to show his shame, and it turned out to be the case.
Feng Shaoqing's face didn't look good either. He vowed that Lu Ming could get the first place. He looked like a frog in the well. Cao Qing'er noticed Feng Shaoqing's face and comforted her, "It's okay, Brother Feng. Isn't there still someone else?"
Lin Jing?"
When these words came out, Feng Shaoqing and Cao Maner's expressions immediately became strange.
Cao Man'er knew Feng Shaoqing's lies, how could Feng Shaoqing deceive him? He knew that the Cao family was completely finished this time. Although Lu Ming's wine was eliminated, he still stayed aside. After all, he was the second one who could let Cao Maner
The sommelier who tasted the wine was still ranked second.
"Master Feng, I'm really sorry. I tried my best." Lu Ming sighed.
Feng Shaoqing looked ugly and didn't speak. He was obviously a little angry. He didn't expect Lu Ming to be so disappointing. Fortunately, he was still bragging in front of the beauty. Now that he thinks about it, his face feels hot.
Lu Ming sighed secretly, "I, Lu Ming, have repaid the Feng family's love. Please tell Master Feng to tell Feng Bubu that I, Lu Ming, have left."
"Master Lu Ming, it's just a competition, don't take it to heart." Hearing these words, Feng Shaoqing was shocked. Although Feng Shaoqing just scolded Lu Ming secretly, the Feng family cannot do without this person, otherwise they will become
Cheng, like the Cao family, allowed others to bully them.
"Farewell." Lu Ming seemed to have decided to leave. He left silently regardless of Feng Shaoqing's plea. Although he was not strong enough, he was pretty good at brewing wine. It was not difficult to find a larger family, but Feng Shaoqing was.
His face changed, but he didn't know what to say. His mind was blank now. What should he do?