Winemaker

Chapter 29 Leave it to the end

In the following days, Su Qingdai went to Songzanlin Temple, lit butter lamps in the solemn temple and made a wish, went to the pasture to see the yaks, and heard that a scarf made of yak wool and a scarf with engraved words from B's family were the same price.Originally, she wanted to climb the snow-capped mountains, but her life was at stake, and the slight high-reflex symptoms still existed, so she could only look at the snow-capped mountains from a distance.

It is indeed the place that claims to be the closest to heaven. Looking at the sky that you can touch every day, and the ubiquitous ethnic decorations around you, it is indeed a place that many people regard as a place of salvation.

After returning from the mountains and valleys, Su Qingdai planned to go to the winery.

Su Qingdai is always like this, she always saves the things she wants most until the end.

Eating is like this, a table of dishes, the most favorite must be the last to eat.

The same goes for traveling, with so many attractions, the place I want to go the most must be the last stop.

When I was young, my brothers were not big, and it was the time when I had a lot of food, no matter how the family conditions were, half-children would eat food like a wolf.

Often Su Qingdai's favorite food that Su Qingdai wants to keep for the last will be swept away by her brothers and left as leftovers, so Su Qingdai often loses her temper.

The brothers also taught her the principle of attacking first, and told her personally that she would not be able to eat anything until the end.

But Su Qingdai was unmoved. She felt that what she wanted the most must be kept until the end, and that she must make preparations to fill up her expectations, and that what she wanted the most was worth waiting for.

This is the case in Maitreya, her last stop went to the winery.

When she came to Shangri-La, she also went to the winery as the last stop.

Perhaps, the grapes grown in such an environment will be different from other places.

On the way to the winery, Su Qingdai felt that her internal organs were about to be thrown out, that's right, it wasn't thrown out, it was thrown out.

The road is flat, if not a high-speed road, at least an asphalt road, no matter how bad it is, it is a smooth cement road.

It’s just this road, children who grew up in Pingyuan really haven’t experienced it. It turns out that the winding mountain road seen in the picture is not only difficult to repair, but also difficult to walk.

Because it is a car that accompanies me on the ground, the ground is very high, and the shock absorption is not very good.

The locals are used to this kind of mountain road, and they feel that there is nothing wrong with it, especially when the weather is fine.

Su Qingdai couldn't do it anymore, she held the handle tightly, fearing that she would be the one who would be thrown out with the next kick of the accelerator.

The winery I went to was built in a valley. This traffic condition made Su Qingdai not have too much expectations for the winery. The traffic can explain a lot of problems, at least the construction materials of the factory building, the transportation of equipment, including the delivery of products. Big question.

Sure enough, nothing in the parking lot was level, it was just filled with gravel.

It stands to reason that the wineries here are all products of recent years, but Su Qingdai doesn't feel the current atmosphere at all.

Even in century-old wineries abroad, technological products can be seen everywhere in the winery.

Su Qingdai's expectations were lowered again.

Stepping on a few large stone slabs into the gate of the winery.The gate of the winery is also made of wood, and the whole winery does not look like a red winery. Perhaps Su Qingdai prefers to believe that this is the place where local highland barley wine is brewed.

Walking into the gate, waiting for the person in charge of the winery to pick her up, Su Qingdai looked around.

This was incredible, and Su Qingdai felt that she fell in love with this place in a second, and remembered the text she had memorized when she was a child, "There are white clouds floating in the blue sky.

Looking up is the blue sky and white clouds, and green mountains and green waters in front of you. The three-story building in front of you is at the foot of the mountain, and there are tall trees next to it. It is a place to enjoy the cool air.

The house is not made of cement and steel, it has local characteristics, with sloping roofs and cornices.A few potted flowers were placed casually under the window sill, and a circle of red wine bottles was placed close to the foundation of the house. Maybe it was just a broken bottle that was placed there casually.

Su Qingdai felt that this place should not be a winery, but a homestay isolated from the world.

"Oh, oh, Dorji, my old friend, I also said that I will go to the city to meet you for a drink next week."

A man in Tibetan clothes came from a distance. Not only was he tall, but he also had a loud voice.

"Hahaha, accompany someone to visit your winery, did you just come down from the vineyard?"

"This is Dorji's friend? Hello, I'm Cairen Wangci, you can call me Wangci."

Before going abroad, Su Qingdai was somewhat socially obsessed. Seeing Wangci who was so invisible, Su Qingdai felt that her obsessiveness had returned.

"Hi, my name is Su Qingdai, please excuse me."

"No, no, we are friends when we come. It's not easy along the way. Is Xiao Su here to see the grapes or to buy wine?"

Su Qingdai shook hands with Wangci, "I'm here to travel, and I heard that Shangri-La's red wine is very good, so please ask Duoji to show me the winery."

"Oh, look at the winery. The time is not right. It will be interesting in the middle of August. We will pick grapes at that time."

"Is the picking so late here?" Su Qingdai asked.

Generally, picking begins in mid-to-late July, and the grapes are overripe in August, which increases the sweetness. At the same time, the skins and stems are a bit old, and the tannin taste will not be too wonderful.

As soon as Wang Ci heard it, he knew that Su Qingdai was a master, at least not just drinking.

He has met a lot of people who play petty bourgeoisie with a red wine glass every day, and they are also fluent in the types of wine, which really makes it impossible to comment on a certain wine, let alone brew it.

"Although our latitude is low, the altitude is high, and the precipitation is low, so we will pick later."

Su Qingdai doesn't know much about Shangri-La's climate, and Wangci, the boss, doesn't look like he only invests and doesn't work.

"Boss, what varieties do you mainly grow?"

"How many wines do you have?"

"What about the output?"

After asking, Cairen Wangci stopped talking, "Miss Su, what do you mean?"

Just returned to Xiao Su, now Miss Su.Also, my own family did not report and directly asked about the output and cost, which seems to be not very good.

"Hello, Mr. Cairen Wangci, let me introduce myself again. My name is Su Qingdai. I am a winemaker and a wine merchant. Before returning to China, I have been engaged in related work in Europe."

Wangci didn't seem to change his attitude because of this, and was even more cautious, "Do you want to buy wine or Zhuangzi?"

Su Qingdai froze for a moment, "I don't even buy it, I just want to visit domestic wineries."

"Visit?" Wangci asked, "Then you can take a look around, I'll go first."

Su Qingdai never expected that the other party would have such an attitude, and turned to Duoji for help in puzzlement.

Duoji received money, a lot of money to accompany him, "Wangci, brother, brother, Miss Su really didn't want to buy it, did you see a little girl who bought it come by herself?"

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(End of this chapter)