Seiun wo Kakeru

gossip 1 Winemaking

Winemaking in the village of Siena is one of the most important industries.

When autumn begins to bear fruit in the vineyards, the villagers begin to soften.

Fernando, a liquor lover in particular, saw grapes stretching along the river and was drooling.

The vineyards had a strange sight.

The young branches are not stretched straight.

It is boundless, or bound with eight letters, at a height within reach, and is worn by grapes with its branches.

This allows you to pick it standing on the ground, and it's easy to manage.

I guess it's called the wisdom of life, Age was impressed.

Fernando, who quickly picked the vineyard and put it in a cage, spoke to Age with great pleasure.

When I think about the day when it turns into wine, does it also naturally and motivate me, the movement is brilliant.

"Hey, I'm looking forward to it, Mr. Age. Age, you weren't very good at alcohol."

"Right. I don't usually want to drink it."

"It's a total waste."

"Mr. Fernando drank too much. What are you gonna do, cut alcohol or something for your health?

"Are you going to die on me?"

"No, it's for a long time..."

How hard it is to persuade a real alcoholic to stop drinking even for a day.

Age gives up and helps with grape picking.

Using branch-cutting bamboo, cut off each room at the root.

The purple-ripe grapes were sweet and delicious, even in the mouth as they were.

"Glad you grew up sweet. It was raining a lot this year, so I was a little nervous."

"What does it have to do with rain and sweetness?

"Oh. If it's hot and rainy, we'll have trouble with crops, but grapes have excellent fruit."

"Heh, it's my first ear. You know very well."

"Oh. They say those years are the norm for grape liquor"

Is there a wealth of knowledge not only about architecture, but also about wine?

When the cage is full, I'll put it on the cow truck.

The carrier is large and contains ten cages.

When the grapes fit together in the cage, it launches the cow truck.

The grape distillery is used only for this purpose every year.

"Well, there was a place like this."

"Last year you were busy building workshops and prototyping. There's no point in not knowing."

"Stonemaking is rare."

"Oh, to keep all the fruit juice from getting wasted."

Age looked over at the room.

The cobblestone is stuck amazingly.

The corners were lined with cages with lots of grapes.

In the center of the room was a large funnel-shaped table and a very large wooden barrel under that funnel.

Freshly picked grapes will be thrown into the funnel.

However, it was necessary to remove the fruit from the room one by one and prevent the axis from entering.

When this axis enters, it becomes bitter and eggy, and the quality of the wine is eroded.

As Age was checking the room, she noticed something and was drawn to it.

My mouth opened naturally, and nature and my name called me out.

"Mr. Tania, what are you doing!?

"It's a grape squeeze. Step on it like this... yeah, squeeze a cup."

"... don't mumble because you're weighty, really"

"It's not a good idea to sit tight, either, because your ankles are weak. And I'm almost done."

"Yeah, do that."

"Heh heh heh... hah, you're a worried husband eh"

Village men and women step on giant monkeys.

The juice drips from the crushed fruit and gathers in a large barrel underground.

Red purple, grape juice.

I guess it's a pretty heavy labor to keep on stepping.

Sweat bubbles all over Tania's body, her face uplifting and quite colorful.

It was also sensual to have no heart or eyes moisturized and occasionally to leak out the seemingly broken exhale.

The sweat made the outfit stick, accentuating the rich chest, pulling and trembling every step of the way, poisonous to the eyes.

Did you overlook this sight last year...... Mmm, mindless!

There is a sweet smell everywhere.

The bees were flying around, along with the feather that the smell caught you, Boone,.

He wore long-sleeved trousers to avoid getting stung by bees, which seemed to cause extra heat.

Jane, with something like a flying woodboard version, was slamming the bees down one after the other.

Tania finishes the work and goes around in line next to Age for a tour.

"You've filled the barrel with grape juice"

"I'm going to pack this in a barrel."

"Is that it?

"No, actually, the juice of the grapes you put in the barrel is about 80% of the total. And actually, I still have another task to do.... Phew."

"What's wrong?

Suddenly Tania laughed, so Age gave her a suspicious look and asked.

Tania apologizes, but doesn't try to stop laughing.

"It's always fresh that I'm in the opposite position today, even though I teach a lot to Mr. Age, and I'm happy about that"

"I see."

"I think I can help you, Age, and it made me laugh naturally."

"Anytime, it's very helpful."

"Is that true? If so, I'm so happy. Let's move to the next location."

With a sunny grin, Tania pulls Age's hand.

It was in the next room.

A large pillar was protruding from the wall, with a rope hanging at its end.

At the end of the rope is a giant stone tied and now placed on top of the steps.

Characteristic is the size of the stone.

How much weight does it weigh? It's going to reach hundreds of kilometers.

Under the pillars there is an outpouring, beneath which there is a "reception" like a gold net.

"This is-"

"It's a device that squeezes the juice left over from the skins of grapes that weren't squeezed together until the last drop."

"Is it a pressing machine? Yeah, that's a hell of a device."

Age is interesting and confirms the pressing machine.

A modern compressor is like a screw always in use, but I don't see any trace of it.

Screw compressors existed during Roman times, so this device was before that.

For the record, a new mechanism screw-type pressing machine appears in modern times, but the only difference was whether to use steel screws or not.

For more than a thousand years, the same tools continued to be used.

Peeled grape skins, etc. are soaked on water.

To soften tissue and make it easier to extract ingredients.

The sprinkled skin is placed on the platform, at the hands of the men of the village, and the weight is unloaded from the platform.

Giggy...... and the tree started to bend over.

At the same time, the juice overflows from the gap in the table and spills into the receptacle.

A large amount of liquid was squeezed, such as whether it was still so full of water and components.

"Put this in a barrel with earlier grape juice and mix it up."

"You were. Hey, I'm learning."

"Grape juice turns naturally into wine in barrels."

"It's a strange phenomenon."

When the men who were working moved the stone up the steps again, they recover the remaining squeeze on the platform.

It dried out to Karakara. It fuels during the winter.

Everything was not going to go to waste.

After the tour, Age and Tania moved the place slightly to calm their hips.

Age takes two bronze cups and gives one of them to Tania.

It was freshly squeezed grape juice and wine I put in a few years ago.

"Yes, Mr. Tania is grape juice."

"Uh, I'd like a glass of wine, too."

"No. You must be pregnant right now. What would you do if it had an adverse effect on your belly child?"

"Yes, I will endure..."

Age smiles and watches Tania stare at her lips.

There are some dangerous things about not knowing anything and helping me make wine, but they basically respect Age's opinions, and more importantly, if I say that children come first, most things are honestly put up with me.

Looking forward to your belly child, Tania will be the same.

I think I got a good wife.

"Mr. Tania."

"Yes, what is it, Mr. Age?"

"Why don't you split one barrel of this last year's wine?

"Fine...... it's unusual for Age to want wine"

"Every time the wine gets older and more savoury," he said.

"It's not very good at first, is it?"

"Yeah. The pile of months adds depth,"

"What's wrong with that?

Tania's face tilting her little neck seemed strange and as if she were a child.

"Don't you think this is with the couple?

"Are you with the couple?

"Within the months, the freshness and glamour of the first marriage may be gone and it may become a daily repetition. But over the course of the month, I think we should be able to understand each other's thoughts a little bit and have deeper love."

"So is it wine?

"That's right. If we had one barrel of wine from the year we got married, when the years change and it's time to start winemaking like this, I wonder if I can remember these words today."

"Fine."

When I heard Tania admit it, Agie was horrified.

But that wasn't the end of Tania's words.

Hands in front of Age, thumbs bent, four fingers left.

"But anyway, let's get about four, not one barrel. So, open one every ten years."

"So is it forty years from now when you open the last one? That's a great vintage thing. By then, we'll be good grandparents and grandmothers."

"So we need Mr. Age to live safe and long, right?

"So is Mr. Tania."

Smile at each other with your eyes.

Age and Tania, neither, lifted the cup and overlaid each other with it.

- Kin, and made a cool noise, and the two liquids swayed slightly.

I'm sure there will be hard and sad things.