“Winemaking by stepping on grapes is a traditional and ancient way of making wine at Chenxi Winery.”
"Work at that time mainly relied on human power, and because the brutal nobles who ruled Mondstadt at that time did not allow civilians to possess tools for crushing grapes, legs became the most powerful and effective tool."
Wendy walked forward briskly, followed by Famas who was holding two large pots of grapes in each hand. Wendy was already playing with the group of girls, and the sword she had just reached Famas's neck was inserted into her neck.
There was a basin full of grapes, while Wendy was still explaining the origin of stepping on wine.
"Wine made by stepping on the foot is relatively hygienic and safe, because the alcohol produced during the fermentation process and the natural acidity of the wine can kill most harmful microorganisms."
“Generally speaking, wineries also have very strict requirements on the hygiene of grape trotters, such as using pure girls. Moreover, the anaerobic environment during wine fermentation and the alcohol itself have a bactericidal effect, even if impurities are mixed in.
Bacteria will also be destroyed."
Famas and Wendy who were walking in front did not notice that although Ying behind them was mixed in among a bunch of girls, she did not seem very happy.
I think these girls are a bit too lively.
After learning that Master Diluc asked Famas and Wendy to help them, the girls threw all the wine basins to Famas to hold alone, then ran to Ying and squeezed her cheeks.
Cat ears, pull her tail, or scratch her exposed navel, as if she has never seen a cat ear uniform before.
"No, stop quickly."
I have never been surrounded by so many girls. I feel like I can't breathe. There are also those little hands reaching out from nowhere, which makes me feel uncomfortable all over.
"Compared with the tool crushing method, the foot stepping method is gentler and will not break the grape seeds. At the same time, this process can squeeze the peel well..."
Wendy, who was still explaining in detail, didn't realize that the number of steps was wrong until she completely left her behind. She turned her head and saw Famas who was listening attentively.
"Where's Ying?"
Famas then turned around and tilted his head in confusion.
The two searched along the same route and found a blond girl surrounded by people in a grape field.
One of the cat ears on Ying's head was touched off, her golden hair clung to her forehead and shoulders due to sweat, her wrists were red, and she sat slumped on the ground.
"What happened?"
Wendy quickly pulled Ying up and stared at her wrist.
"No...it's okay."
Finally rescued, Ying nervously grabbed Famas's clothes, hid behind the two of them, and looked at the girls hugging each other in horror.
"Mr. Famas, the poet, and Miss Ying are willing to step on grapes with us!"
Wendy was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the poor Ying: "Oh? Have you promised them such a thing?"
"Did...did I promise? I guess so?"
Ying responded in a daze, and she couldn't remember clearly. It seemed that when she was pinned to the ground, she did agree to their conditions, but...
Ah, the days without Pamon are so chaotic.
"That means... you agreed, right?"
Ying finally gave a definite answer, which attracted Famas' slightly pensive gaze.
"The girl's feet are on wine...one of the wines that even Chenxi Winery will never sell to the public."
"What are you thinking!"
Wendy jumped up and slapped Famas on the head.
"Ouch."
The boy in red screamed in pain and hugged the head that Wendy had knocked.
"The wine produced in this way has the same taste as ordinary wine, except that the fruit aroma is slightly stronger."
Wendy clenched her fists: "Do you want to drink?"
Looking at Fengshen's fists the size of sandbags, Famas forced a smile and waved his hands quickly: "No... don't want to."
"If you want to drink, it's not impossible..."
Just as Famas sighed helplessly, Wendy's voice changed, with a strange malice, she turned to the other side of Famas's body with a smile, and squeezed his palm.
"If you want to drink, I'll step on a pot for you."
"You have to... drink it all."
Leaning close to Famas's ear, Wendy whispered softly. The smell of apples from the boy's mouth penetrated Famas's nasal cavity, and the warm and moist voice penetrated the eardrums, like a devil's whisper.
"Actually...I don't want to drink that much..."
Famas opened his eyes wide and quickly refused.
He wants to taste the wine made by a cute girl, not a rough man.
Although Wendy is not that kind of muscular man.
"Humph, this Fengshen... I personally stepped on the fine wine, so I have to drink it even if I don't want to drink it."
Wendy crossed her arms, raised her head, and said with a pouty face: "Who told you to think wildly just now and fulfill your wish!"
"Wendy is saying...are you going to make foot-stomping wine too?"
Ying, who was trying her best to tidy up her clothes, raised her head. She only heard the second half of the exchange between Famas and Wendy. What was in front of it, the naive girl didn't notice at all.
"Yes."
Ignoring the shocked Ying, Wendy opened her eyes obediently and asked the girls who were looking at the three of them.
"Pretty sisters, do you agree?"
Hearing Wendy Die's question, the girls looked at each other, and the leading girl smiled evilly and licked her lips.
"If little poets can wear clothes like ours, of course."
The girls wore shorts and sandals on their lower bodies, but their upper bodies were in pale pink short-sleeves with floral patterns, embroidered with the logo of Chenxi Winery and grape patterns.
"Uh..."
Wendy suddenly froze for a moment and looked at Famas who had reacted and lowered his head and smiled strangely.