Chapter 292 [Strange Fragrance]

When a hole was smashed in the solid stone wall, everyone gathered around the hole and stretched their necks to look inside. But it was pitch black inside and nothing could be seen. At this time, Bell Singer was behind everyone. In front of him, there were only heads and nothing could be seen. Bell was so anxious that he jumped up and cursed.

"Tmd, can you bastards lean back! I can't see anything, all the heads are scattered. If anyone dares not to listen, I will kick his ass."

At this time, everyone reacted and gathered around the stone wall, digging out their own masters and their own owners. Of course, the people at the back who were squeezed couldn't see anything. Besides, what's the point of being here in the dark warehouse? You can't see anything.

So they quickly made way for the master to see what was different about this dark warehouse from a close distance. After everyone had moved away, Belsinger finally saw the scene inside. To be honest, he couldn't see anything. He shook his head in disappointment and turned back to shout at the old butler who was standing at the door.

"Butler, it's dark inside, I can't see anything. Hurry up and organize people to go back and ask for a flashlight. I want to see what's inside."

"What are you guys still waiting for? Blow the sledgehammer for me, but be careful not to let the rocks fall inside. If you break my treasure, who can afford to pay for it?"

The old butler quickly ordered Brooke, who was a human flesh, to run over and ask for a flashlight because he was fast. The rest of the people started to smash with sledgehammers. But there were still mistakes after all the calculations. Before the flashlight was taken back, a servant with a sledgehammer was heard to smash it. A large piece of stone was smashed into the warehouse, and then it was heard.

"Pah, clatter"

The sound was particularly harsh in this quiet warehouse area, as if something very thin jar was broken. Then the sound of running water was heard. The moment the sound came out, all the dozen people present stopped their work, especially the servant who was swinging the sledgehammer. Knowing that he had made trouble, he sat down with the sledgehammer like a girl who was about to be violated, looking at everyone in horror.

Just now, his master Belsinger had repeatedly warned him not to let the broken stones jump in. To hurt those priceless treasures, but someone did it. After a big stone jumped in, he heard a clattering sound, and he didn't know what was broken.

It stands to reason that if it is a gold treasure, those things are made of gold and are very strong. Even if the stone flies in, it is impossible to break these gold statues. Besides, even if the gold statues are broken, the sound cannot be like a jar, and there is also the sound of running water.

Is there water in the statue? Everyone who heard the sound was dumbfounded, and naturally turned their heads to look at Belsinger who had become a statue. Standing there stupidly, Bell turned around little by little, blinked a few times, and asked everyone who was looking at him.

"Why are you looking at me? What was that sound just now?"

It's over, it's over, his master was so angry that even a five-year-old child could hear the sound of the jar breaking. But the master hadn't reacted yet, and was so angry that he chose to forget what the sound was. Everyone looked at him in horror, as if they had seen a ghost. Bell Singer scratched his chicken coop-like hair and felt something was wrong?

He tilted his head and just wanted to think about it, but Bell Singer smelled a faint fragrance in his particularly sensitive nose. Then he sniffed unconsciously, like a hound sniffing around, and then approached the hole that was smashed little by little and sniffed it. Bell Singer closed his eyes involuntarily, as if he was very comfortable, and hummed from his mouth.

"It smells so good, is it the smell of wine? Everyone, hurry up and smell it. Is it the smell of wine, or is my nose wrong?"

Although their noses are not as good and sensitive as their master's. But none of them have rhinitis, so of course they can smell the smell. The reason why they didn't react is that they are highly nervous and afraid that their master will get angry, so they didn't smell it.

What kind of smell is permeating the space? Now after the master's reminder, he sniffed his nose vigorously. He really smelled some different smells, and everyone couldn't help but gather around Belsinger. They all closed their eyes and stretched their noses long, and then carefully sniffed the smells around them. At this time, everyone opened their eyes in horror and looked at the master, talking at once.

"Master, master, what you said just now is the smell of wine, and it is very fragrant. It's strange, how can such a fragrant wine appear in this black warehouse? Could it be that a wine jar was broken just now?"

Isn't this nonsense? If it wasn't the smell of wine, then it must be the smell of spices. If it was spices, it would have turned into mud hundreds of years ago! The fragrance was really too fragrant, and what I smelled was a memory hidden deep in Bell's mind.

That is the smell of Chinese liquor, and it is a strong soju, the aroma of soju, yes, the aroma of soju. And it is mixed with some plant smells, a complex aroma, what is it? Belsinger was so anxious that he scratched his head and jumped up and down.

After several minutes, the human flesh Luo's Brook finally came back panting, with more than a dozen flashlights, Belsinger really couldn't wait. He went forward and grabbed two flashlights, then ran back lonely, broke the hole in the wall, turned on the flashlight, and looked inside. Guess what he saw.

Rows of wooden shelves, and these wooden shelves are placed just across the gate and the wall. In other words, these wooden shelves are placed horizontally. After entering from the gate, you can see rows of wooden shelves, and all the shelves are filled with jars of various sizes.

The only difference between these jars and the ceramic jars with gold coins outside is that they are glazed, which is much more precious than those jars. It is very suitable for loading various liquids, because it is breathable, but will not volatilize the liquid in the jar, and is the most suitable container for wine.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Rows of shelves, all of which are filled with jars of all sizes. The surface of the broken jar is wet, and there is a hole as big as a fist 30 cm from the hole. Everyone who sees the scene in front of them swallows their saliva.

Seeing the rows of wooden shelves in front of them, there are five layers of wine jars and bottles of all sizes leaning against each other. Even if you are stupid, you know that this is not an underground treasure house hiding a golden statue, but a wine cellar.