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Camille Steele, a pretty girl, greeted Long Yun and smiled friendlyly at him.

"Welcome to visit, Mr. Yun."

When Long Yun and Shangguan Ling heard this three-legged cat Chinese, they both smiled and did not mean to correct it. They took Camille's hand and two brilliant girls walked into the villa with laughter. Long Yun followed behind with their luggage, looking around curiously while walking.

Wherever he saw, the vines climbing on the walls and the traces of rain washing on the steps were not very eye-catching, but Long Yun's semi-professional sensitivity made him see them one by one.

Just a few glances at him, the first impression this manor left on him was that his history was quite long, and it can be seen from the architectural style and traces of time.

Walking into the villa, in the retro-style villa hall, they met the male owner Brown Steele. The man was over fifty years old, with a rosy complexion but a little fat. He exchanged a few greetings with them (actually Long Yun couldn't understand at all) and chatted for a while. He politely said goodbye to the things he had done. Recently, it was the season for grapes and lavender harvesting, which was probably the same as the busy farming he hadn't seen in China for a long time.

He had a great time talking to Camillie. Shangguan Ling noticed the bored Long Yun after a while, so he asked him to go out for a walk and call him when she needed it.

In the huge manor, Long Yun was wandering around casually, but he just looked at the nearby buildings and knew that the area here was indeed quite large; although he was not lost, he could not go too far due to the work of the bodyguard.

Walking on the manor path, with a little attentiveness, he can feel Shangguan Ling's conscious activities. Although he cannot feel specific thoughts because the distance is a bit far, he can still immediately detect the general emotions. Shangguan Ling just said that he would call him if he had something to do. It would be useless when there was something happening; if it were not for the ability to snoop, he would definitely not let the employer out of sight.

Bathed in the sunshine at 3:00 pm, I saw the intoxicating violet color of the undulating fields in the distance. I didn’t need to tell it out to smell the faint lavender fragrance in the air. On the way to the bus, Longyun could smell the unique fragrance of herbs here. Now I stopped to enjoy the beautiful scenery and the gentle wind was blowing. It was indeed very pleasant.

It is said that southern France is a paradise for summer vacations. The beauty of the Mediterranean climate seems to be true: in such a pastoral place, it is difficult to be unhealthy, whether it is a person's mood or body.

For the rest of the day, Long Yun and Shangguan Ling visited the winemaking workshop near the manor accompanied by Camille.

It is different from Long Yun. When he heard that wine was produced here, he thought he would see traditional handicraft workshops and quaint underground wine cellars. But now what is presented in front of him is a huge scene with clean and tidy, and the equipment is shining with stainless steel. At a glance, you can see that many processes use fully automatic control and no longer require a lot of manual participation.

As far as he knows, there are many methods of brewing red wine. The common characteristics are to remove stems, press, and then put the flesh, core, and peel into a fermentation barrel for fermentation. During the fermentation process, alcohol fermentation, pigmentation and aromatic substances are extracted at the same time. While grape juice is fermented in a large barrel to produce alcohol, the peel and flesh are soaked in the grape juice and release the pigmentation and durable strength of the wine within 5-7 days.

The whole process looks quite simple, but in fact it is exactly the case. Many people buy fresh grapes from the market and then make their own wine at home, which shows that this craft is not as mysterious as imagined.

However, when it comes to making high-quality wines, at least they do taste the kind that has a typical aroma and taste, which cannot be done casually. First of all, the tannin content in the wine should be moderate. If it is low, it is not suitable for long-term storage, and if it is high, the taste will be too sour and astringent. Furthermore, the sugar content must be controlled at the right time. Many homemade wines are sweet and greasy when they are drunk, so they can only be classified as beverages.

Of course, there are many indicators for the so-called good wine, such as wine color, density, taste and aftertaste, as long as the wine with rigorous selection of ingredients and regular processes can be said to be of good quality. As for the so-called differences that make different wines have a staggering price difference, 80% are just marketers' gimmicks.

As I walked and looked, I finally tasted the wine just produced here. Compared with the aged samples used for comparison, the difference was indeed quite obvious. Even laymen like Long Yun could detect the difference. Unlike spirits with high alcohol content, wine cannot be stored indefinitely, which is a blessing; otherwise I don’t know how hyped up by a few unscrupulous merchants like liquor.

That night, in the dining room of the manor villa, Long Yun and the others were warmly treated by the owner of the manor.

Seeing the rich dinner on the oak table in front of him, the wide variety of dishes really opened Long Yun's eyes. Unlike the signature dishes in the hotel, it turned out that the French usually made these dishes when they had big meals; he carefully used his knife and fork to taste them one by one, and most of the tastes were quite good.

I knew he was speechless before, so when I arranged my seat, Camille sat next to him to act as a temporary translator, but her Chinese level was indeed sloppy and there were many jokes in the middle.

Thinking that Europeans usually understand multiple languages, Long Yun later talked to her in English, and the two of them had a great time chatting.

Concerning Shangguan Ling's comments on his eating habits before, Long Yun carefully used tableware. Sometimes he looked at Shangguan Ling sitting diagonally opposite him, but found that she and the Brown couple were very engaged in chatting and did not notice their eating habits at all.

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After dinner, unlike the habits in big cities, the rest time here is quite early, and the manor is silent at about 9 o'clock in the evening. As usual, Shangguan Ling's residence was arranged, Long Yun returned to the next room and took a shower, then lay on the bed and listened to the shallow sound of insects outside the window.

In such a place far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, people's mood seems to become particularly relaxed.

The windows were wide open, and there was a cool breeze in the room; just as he was about to fall asleep, such thoughts came to his mind. He had never traveled to the parallel world before, but now he didn't know if it was because of his in France, so he thought it would be better to go over and see the situation.

What should come will come eventually, and even if it continues to delay, the problem will not disappear by itself.
Chapter completed!