Before the party could begin, Dad Hickson's ice wine stirred a whirlwind among the arrival of the crowd.

Saying goodbye to the island is surrounded by the sea and it is wet and cold in winter, so the locals start drinking when they are in their teens. The law that minors cannot drink is useless when saying goodbye to the island, and of course no one will come here to investigate anything stupidly.

Therefore, people here are all good wine tasting experts, and after drinking this ice wine, they can detect the beauty of it.

Hughes tasted the wine in the cup and complimented: "Dad, even a world-class winemaker, it is enough to be proud to have such a batch of wine in his life. From now on, we have to say goodbye to a winemaker on the island."

This is not an exaggeration. It is much harder to make a good batch of ice wine than to make ordinary wines.

In Germany, there is a saying about ice wine: "All vineyard owners always pray for the orchards in late autumn as they look forward to love. People who can taste real ice wine are as rare as people who can get real love."

From this we can see how difficult the production process of ice wine is and how precious it is in the market. In the whole farewell island, only Dad Hickson can make ice wine by himself. He also has family-born skills and has been exploring for decades of exploration before he has reached this point.

Winnie's grandparents, Auerbach, Sanders, Andre, a few old guys were sitting in the corner of the living room. There was an old-fashioned radio on the table, and there was a bottle of ice wine in front of each person. The setting sun shone in, and the mottled stayed on them. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

For them, a bottle of good wine and an old song I like, plus a warm sunshine, would be a perfect evening.

Seeing everyone talking about ice wine, Qin Shiou was speechless with the world record certificate issued by Guinness, Winnie said: "Go and announce this news."

Qin Shiou smiled bitterly: "Who still cares now?"

"But that's one of our themes, isn't it?" Winnie encouraged him with a smile. "This is the first time in the town that has won world record recognition."

Qin Shiou pinched Winni's little hand, and he jumped onto a beer barrel. Holding the microphone, he shouted, "Guys, gentlemen, ladies, please wake up from the wine for a few seconds. Can you listen to me?"

"First of all, everyone is welcome to participate in ty, and then I want to tell you the theme of this party."

"The first is to welcome Winnie's family. Of course, everyone knows that they are also my family Mario, Miranda, Armand and Fox!"

Very cooperative, cheers rang out below: "Welcome to the farewell island! Welcome to the island of paradise in the south!"

Qin Shiou raised the record certificate in his hand: "The second topic is what some friends already know..."

"World Record! Guinness World Record!" Hughes took the lead and screamed. A group of young people followed him and shouted at the top of their voices. Someone opened the prepared hand-held fireworks, and a large number of ribbons fell from the sky.

"Is there anything else?" someone asked.

Qin Shiou smiled and said, "Of course, there are also, for example, our fishing ground has survived the jellyfish catastrophe, and Dad Hickson has brewed the best ice wine in the world. Anyway, we have enough reason to celebrate, so that we will not be drunk and return tonight!"

"Don't be drunk, don't go back, my dear!" Everyone screamed loudly.

Gordon pulled Weiss into the crowd secretly because of physical reasons. Weiss didn't like this kind of occasion. He blocked his ears with his fingers and said dissatisfiedly: "Godon. What are you doing? Why are you bringing me here?"

Gordon made a booing position and whispered: "I heard there is good wine here, so I'm going to take you to taste it. Have you ever drunk it?"

"You make a louder sound, I can't hear what you say!"

"Then you take off your fingers that are blocking your ears. Just like you are like this, I have to shout by your ear with the horn of the fishing boat!"

"Okay. Tell me."

"Have you ever drunk?"

Weiss shook his head: "No, Gordon. I am still a minor. My mother said I can't drink before I was eighteen." As he said that, he became alert, "You want to come and steal wine? Oh, damn it, absolutely not. I want to tell Qin!"

Gordon immediately sneered: "Go, complain to the ghost, just listen to your mother. I want to ask you, which hero does not drink alcohol when you walk in the world? How can you become a hero when you walk in the world if you don't drink alcohol?"

This made Weiss weak point. Yes, both in TV and movies, the knights seem to have a good drinker.

Seeing him hesitating, Gordon continued to work hard: "Wise, you see, Xiao Shaq and Crackenson are both drinking, they are not older than us, aren't they? Drinking can resist the cold. We are not drinking for the sake of drinking, but for health care, right?"

Weiss was finally moved by him: "You are right."

Gordon smiled and secretly took half a bottle of ice wine and two cups, and came over and poured him a full cup: "Come on, hero, let's cheer!"

Weiss raised his head and fucked the whole glass of ice wine in a few moments!

Putting down the cup where there was no drop of wine, Weiss burped and muttered, "What good wine is so bitter that it tastes too bitter and doesn't taste good at all, it's better than Gatorade."

Gordon was stunned, the wine in the cup was still moving. He looked at the clean wine glass on the ground and said in difficulty: "Have you drunk all the wine?"

Weiss said for granted: "Didn't you say cheers? Hey, damn, why didn't you finish drinking it? Quickly, dry it in one sip!"

Gordon looked at the cup full of wine in despair and shouted, "You idiot, I said cheers, which means taking a sip. Did you actually do it? Are you going to die?"

Weiss's face was red and his eyes were red. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Gordon: "Get me drink it soon, otherwise I will poke you to death with one finger, uh, poke, poke, uh, Gordon, I, I, you practice clones, clones are big-sense-how? I saw it, saw several you..."

Gordon ran to find Qin Shiou quickly and said in panic: "Shit, Qin, go and have a look. Weiss has drunk a lot of wine."

"Who asked him to drink it?" Qin Shiou asked with a frown.

Gordon was full of grievance: "I just want to taste the beauty in the wine you mentioned with him. Apart from being twisted by Shirley, I have never contacted other beauties, so I was curious. Who knew he had a drink! God, he had a drink!"

Qin Shiou hurried to find Weis. He was afraid that Weis would have physical problems. As a result, the boy was very strong now, and was holding a girl's hand there and swaying: "Look, look at my drunken fist, me, our Simen, drunken fist, drunken fist, what, what..." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!