In ancient times, humans invented drilling wood to make fire in order to survive.

Human beings rely on drilling wood to make fire, ignite this life and continue the incense on earth.

Wang Lin felt a wonderful feeling, his body was as light as in the clouds.

After finishing, he lay down heavily and fell asleep.

Although Li Wenjuan drank wine, she was not as drunk as Wang Lin, and her mind was clear and clear.

She pushed Wang Lin: "Brother-in-law?"

Wang Lin snored while snoring.

Li Wenjuan smiled helplessly, flattened Wang Lin's body, pulled a quilt to cover him.

Wang Lin raised his hand and hugged her.

Li Wenjuan was amused and crying: "Brother-in-law, are you asleep or awake?"

Wang Lin said twice: "Wenjuan! Wenjuan!"

Li Wenjuan felt sweet in her heart.

She lay down gently and just lay on his heart.

"Be good, go to bed! I'll take care of you by my side." Li Wenjuan said tenderly.

The beauty was in her arms, and Wang Lin fell asleep with satisfaction.

Li Wenjuan just slept beside him, motionless, and slowly fell asleep.

The place where the manor is located is extremely quiet, with only the roaring of insects in the wild. This natural sound of nature is not noisy, but instead adds a bit of tranquility.

Wang Lin was hangover and didn't wake up until the next morning.

He opened his eyes and looked around blankly, then he suddenly remembered where he was.

The person in his arms had already gotten up.

He raised his hand and looked at a slender hair on his arm.

This hair was left by Li Wenjuan.

Wang Lin only took a look and recognized it.

Li Wenjuan's hair is particularly black and shiny, and has never been dyed in any color.

Wang Lin still vaguely remembered what happened last night. After she got drunk, Li Wenjuan helped her to the room to fall asleep.

Have you become a good thing with Li Wenjuan again?

Is it true?

Wang Lin got up and walked out of the bedroom.

The hostess Debbie saw him coming out outside and smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, they are going to pick grapes outside to play. You go to wash up first, and I'll ask someone to prepare breakfast for you."

"Thank you. So many of us are here to disturb you." Wang Lin replied with a smile.

"Don't say that, it's our honor to come to my house all the way." Debbie smiled slightly, "We'll thank you for your hospitality last time we went to Shencheng."

After Wang Lin finished washing up, he felt refreshed and swept away the smell of wine and fatigue from last night.

Debbie arranged a hearty breakfast to treat Wang Lin.

After Wang Lin had a meal, he came out to find Li Wenjuan and others.

Victor took everyone to visit the vineyard.

It is the season when grapes are ripe. The grape trellis is covered with dense green branches and leaves, and there are bunches of brightly colored grapes. The colors of these grapes are slightly different, including rose-red, dark purple, and dark.

Red, some light green, some grapes have two colors. The left half is dark red, and the right half is a light rose red. The sun shines on these crystal clear grapes mottledly through the branches and leaves, emitting

The colorful light is so beautiful.

The grapes here are allowed to be picked and tasted by Wang Lin and others.

I reached out and picked a grape, gently peeled off the grape skin, and a tender flesh appeared in front of me. The flesh was translucent, looking like crystal and agate, emitting a charming fragrance, causing people to flow.

Bunches of grapes hung down from the cracks of the leaves, like huge purple pearls, each of which was very sensual.

When Wang Lin saw the workers cutting grapes by hand, he asked Victor: "Didn't you achieve mechanized operations?"

Victor smiled and said, "My vineyard is not large and there are enough people to pick. There is no selectivity for mechanical picking, and it will mix in some unhealthy, underripe or broken grapes, and will shake off some leaves, etc.

We have always insisted on picking by hand. Moreover, we have a screening procedure before pressing grapes to remove bad grapes or impurities.”

Wang Lin smiled and said: "In the era of mechanical automation, many handmade products are popular, as if any product is labeled with handmade labels, and the value can soar. This is also considered the added value of the product."

"Haha! It makes sense!" said Victor. "Our red wine is indeed loved by consumers for handmade."

The two chatted and picked grapes and ate.

The grapes in France are good because France is located in the World Wine Belt. The World Wine Belt is 30-52° north latitude and 15-42° south latitude. This latitude zone is particularly suitable for grape growth, and has good grapes.

, and naturally, high-quality wine will be produced.

The sea breeze caresses, the sun shines brightly, and white clouds float on the blue sky. Different varieties of grapes are carefully planned to be planted on different plots.

Here, the vineyard enjoys about 300 days of sunshine a year, accompanied by wild woods, rosemary, and adjacent to the sea. It makes people sigh: What a happy vine!

Wang Lin and the others walked around and tasted different varieties of grapes to check whether they were ripe. Unknown birds in the distance were also eating them.

Workers picking grapes are working quickly.

Thanks to favorable geographical conditions and natural climate, the grapes here are not moldy and rotten. Except for the small bunches of grapes on the upper layer of the vine, each bunch is impeccable.

A row of vines was one on each side, and the workers were chatting and joking while cutting them. The sound of scissors was compact and orderly. Their proficiency surprised Wang Lin. After asking, he found out that some of them had already harvested 20 grapes.

After several years of experience, I will participate every year. The cut grapes are placed in small buckets, poured into the big bucket behind the grape-carrying workers when the bucket is full, and when the bucket is almost full, carry them to the truck and load them into the basket. The truck shuttles back and forth

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Wang Lin and his friends stayed in the vineyard for one morning. In addition to lunch, the workers had about three breaks, drinking coffee, water, and some had bread and snacks. Wang Lin could see and feel the workers from laughing and singing in the morning to finish working hours.

Exhausted.

The cut grapes were put into the machine to separate the branches and leaves. Wang Lin witnessed with his own eyes that all the baskets were cleaned very clean after filling the grapes, dried, and then filled with grapes.

Wang Lin talked to the workers and found that these people were not farmers nearby, but people from all walks of life. In addition to the employees of the manor, there were young people, teachers, in-service and retired staff from Germany.

It turns out that in France, when the grape harvest season comes, some working people would rather take leave to harvest grapes. Ask them why, the answer is: You can think without thinking when picking grapes, and you can also feel the beautiful scenery of the vineyards, and you can also be kind to everyone.

Communication is a physical labor that is tired and happy.

This kind of joy of enjoying labor made Wang Lin very impressed.

Grapes enter the cellar and then start brewing.

Wang Lin watched the whole process, wanting to understand the process of making red wine.

Victor picked out a basket of muscat grapes and said to Wang Lin: "This grape is delicious, better than Pinot Gris Gris and Gewurzer. We will eat this grape this season, and we will grow in these two months.

I gained two or three pounds because I ate this grape.”

Wang Lin tasted a few and felt very sweet, which was indeed different from the grapes picked randomly on the shelf just now.

In the afternoon, Wang Lin and his friends met Peter, the winemaker of the winery, and were immediately taken to the wine cellar to try the wine.

As soon as I entered the wine cellar, the refreshing fragrance was really uncontrollable.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Li Wenjuan shook her nose, "This is much more fragrant than wine."

The aroma of fresh wine is indeed more intense, with one more grape flavor than the finished wine.

Wang Lin and the others each tasted a big cup.

The happy time of the day just slipped away quietly.

After dinner, everyone came to the beach for a walk.

The sea breeze blows gently, the beach is soft and delicate, and life is happy and comfortable.

"Brother-in-law, if we buy a winery here, it would be great to spend the autumn every year!" Li Wenjuan walked barefoot on the beach with her two shoes, leaving behind a bunch of footsteps.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "I have calculated the calculations. If the winery is an investment, it will be difficult to make a profit in a short period of time. If we only come for vacation in autumn, we can just go directly to the Qilin Winery in Victor.

I believe the Victors will welcome us.”

Victor said: "Of course you are welcome! You are my good friends! I welcome you to France for vacation."

Debbie said: "You can come a month earlier next year, and the lavender flowers will bloom more beautifully."

Wang Lin said: "Okay, if you have time, we will definitely come back next year."

Lin Meimei asked, "Wang Lin, are we going to return to China?"

Wang Lin carried his hands on his back and took a deep breath: "Return to China! I miss home!"

Hearing this, Lin Meimei and Li Wenjuan had different expressions.

Lin Meimei thought to herself, I didn’t read the wrong person, he is really a family-friendly man.

This time I went out for a long time with Wang Lin. Lin Meimei thought that some super friendly breakthroughs would happen between herself and Wang Lin.
To be continued...