The winter in Ajie Valley is not cold, and the hot spring in the center of the earth allows this valley to remain at around 20 degrees Celsius in winter.

Moreover, the underground spring veins are distributed reasonably, like a huge net. By increasing the ground temperature, the air temperature is increased. The hot spring water merges with the local waterfall in the valley, and the temperature is smashed down before the hot air comes out. Therefore, it is not like the hot springs elsewhere, and it is foggy and swampy, making the air humid.

This is how the microclimate in Ajie Valley should be formed. The underground hot springs increase the ground temperature, while the hot spring water is fused and cooled by the local ordinary cold springs, and then the hot spring water that lowers the temperature slowly heats up due to the influence of the surface temperature.

Such hot spring water is actually more suitable for Chinese people to soak. The hot spring water temperature is required to exceed 50 degrees Celsius in the island people, all of which are uncooked shrimps, which is called sick!

This special small climate makes the Ajie Valley warm and not humid, making people feel very comfortable.

"Old Zhou just knows how to find a place. No wonder he wouldn't go to the Champs Elysees with me. Now the air in Paris is getting worse and worse. It is not as beautiful as the Chinese people imagine. Instead, it tends to follow Kyoto's footsteps.

Is this kind of place called the Cave Heaven and Blessings in your monks? Not only does the real bald man like it, but you, the fake bald man, also like it?"

Sitting in the wine cellar, the beloved man was bored and started to joke about Yan Yilai.

As time goes by in China, Chef Huai found that his "noble demeanor" and gentlemanly demeanor flew away like a young bird. Now he often forgot to add a 'My God' when speaking, so he seriously suspected that he had been in the ditch in Yan'an area. He was dissatisfied and could not say a few words.

Zhou Dong’s wine cellar is not the kind of crypt that simply digs out a piece of space underground. With Shen Cheng’s careful arrangement, the construction team built the wine cellar beautifully, as if it was only found in fantasy novels.

The wine cellar of hundreds of square meters is twists and turns, with a winding path. Every seven or eight meters away, there is a dry and open space for placing wine jars, and there are even wooden seats for the owner to take a break when entering the cellar to observe the wine.

This is because when building a wine cellar, the underground hot spring water veins are fully considered. Not only should the water veins be separated, but the temperature of the water veins is also used to ensure that the temperature in the wine cellar is constant, which can remain unchanged all seasons, and it also has the effect of driving away the cold waves in the cellar.

Under the light, you can see that one wall of the wine cellar is made of thick tempered glass. It is covered with green and slight sound of water. It is the hot spring water vein that is flowing underground.

Walking along the road and walking through several areas where wine is stored, it is the space where these "drunks" are located. The spacious space of more than 200 square meters is like an underground square. The sky above the "plaza" is just below the center of the lake. When you look up, you will find that many tropical fish species living in hot springs are swimming around on their heads, indescribably strange and magnificent, like dreams.

There are few live fish in hot springs, but the hot springs here are fused by local cold springs. They are very suitable for the survival of some fish species in terms of temperature and pH. There are also many precious varieties among these fish. I have to thank the previous developers. Although the development of Ajie Valley was suspended, these beautiful little things were left behind.

When Huailiangren walked into this wine cellar for the first time, he suspected that he had come to an underwater world. Lao Zhou was so good at enjoying it?

No, Lao Zhou doesn't live in the wine cellar, it's unreasonable to say that he loves to enjoy it.

But how come such a good wine cellar are full of big wine tanks? There should be some exquisite and beautiful wine racks filled with oak barrels with a faint woody fragrance?

"Do you know, Lao Zhou? Even if we are Chinese, we must recognize the value of red wine. That is the nobles and gentlemen..."

When Zhou Dong looked at him with a condescending and slightly disdainful look, Huai Liangren couldn't continue to say anything. Haha, the rice wine is just a rice wine bar. Besides, I don't like the rice wine you brewed too?

After Zhou Dong pulled his eyes away, Huailiang breathed a sigh of relief. He subconsciously touched his little heart that was beating around, and then fell into great confusion.

Is this swollen? Why am I nervous in front of him? What am I afraid of him doing? God, this is simply ridiculous!

"Amitabha Buddha, even monks will not reject the beautiful world of heaven and earth. Besides, I am just a lay disciple, so how can I avoid the world?"

The most extensive area is the newly brewed "General and Prime Minister" by Zhou Dong. At this time, Zhou Dong was standing in front of a large wine jar and handing a silver needle more than half a foot long into Cang Yanshan's hand.

The two had just had an argument. After learning about the time when the "General and Prime Minister" entered the cellar, according to some data on the surface, Cang Yanshan insisted that the wine could be out of the cellar. If it continues to be stored, it should be called "cellar storage" and not a necessary brewing process.

Zhou Dong shook his head and said something was wrong. The wine was still two hours away. If it was released from the cellar and opened to the open house, it would be half of it.

Both of them are now top wine brewers in China. The reason why there is such a big difference is entirely because Zhou Dong has legendary wine brewing skills and the wine redeemed in the system. Both of them are incomprehensible to Cang Yanshan.

Taking the silver needle from Zhou Dong's hand, Cang Yanshan nodded, gently pierced the wax seal and the red silk cloth at the mouth of the wine jar, then quickly lifted it up, sealed the wine jar with wax, put the silver needle dipped in the wine into his mouth, and licked it with his tongue a few times.

"This wine!"

Cang Yanshan suddenly looked up at Zhou Dong, his face full of shock.

The so-called "seeing the smallest" is a leaf and knowing autumn. Although it is just a little bit of wine stained by silver needles, it can instantly tell the level of wine. Although it is impossible to see the whole picture, the feeling at that moment is like the first love, which reminds him of the excitement when he first drank the top-quality wine.

"Is it still going to take about two hours?"

Zhou Dong smiled and looked at Cang Yanshan, waiting for his answer.

"You are right...but even now that I have left the cellar, it is the only good wine I have ever seen."

Cang Yanshan sighed: "Are you sure this wine will be sold in a large wine jar after it is out of the cellar?"

"That's not true. Look at how much I've brewed."

Zhou Dong pointed to the big wine tank in this area and said, "I have brewed 5,000 kilograms of this batch of 'Jiangs and Prime Ministers'. If I sell it in a private hall that will be opened in the future, when will it be sold?"

"What a pity... No, I can't reach the realm of Zhou Jiushen. I just said it was a pity that it was my fault.

But how can you worry about selling such good wines slowly?”

Cang Yanshan tentatively said, "I have something, I wonder if I can discuss it with Jiushen Zhou..."

Zhou Dong looked at him: "Other things may be fine. If you want to buy my wine, forget it, I won't sell my wine."

"I haven't mentioned the price yet..."

Cang Yanshan smiled bitterly. This was really a turn of feng shui. In the past, when he opened the pot and made wine, the buyer would come to his house to beg, but this time it was his turn.

"It's not a matter of money. I'm not enough, and this wine is not the one I'm most satisfied with. Now I'm on sale, I'm still afraid of smashing my own sign."

"What?"

Cang Yanshan was stunned and thought to himself, Brother Zhou, I think you are a kind person, how can you say such things? My old warehouse is not a stick. Although the wine is not yet out of the cellar, I just tasted the taste with a silver needle, but I can still tell the good wine and bad wine.
Chapter completed!