When Song Meijuan and Si Xia were catching cicadas last night, they saw many big and purple mulberries in the mulberry forest, and early in the morning, they went to wake up He Changzai.

Each of them carried a basket brought by two women from the old house and went up the mountain to pick mulberries.

At the same time, in a BMW, Zhang Suping was rushing to Linshui Village with a slender woman wearing a light blue dress and a delicate face.

The woman in the passenger seat looked at the surrounding mountains, her expression flashed with a trace of worry, and she said: "Zhang Suping, we came here to open an online store, it's too remote and closed, if you can't even buy an aunt's towel, it will be miserable!"

Zhang Suping, who was driving, comforted: "Eh, Ye Die, you can rest assured of this, I have been to Linshui Village, where there is a small shop!"

Ye Die pouted, with a displeased expression, and sighed lightly, "In this mountain village, the young and middle-aged people should all be gone, and there are only some old people and children left, and it is estimated that there is not even a handsome guy, I feel that I can't stay in this place for a day, and I am leaving!"

Zhang Suping pursed her lips and said, "There are still handsome guys in the mountain village, and Mr. He is quite handsome except that he doesn't like to dress up...... Although life here is a little harder, Mr. Zhang will give you a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, and you can buy a Volkswagen Lavida for a year, but you have to persevere!"

"Look at the situation, even if there are handsome guys, I don't want to stay in this ravine, life is short, youth should be squandered, I won't force myself!"

Ye Die shook his head slightly, and said with a straight face.

Driving all the way, the two arrived at Linshui Village, and when they walked to the gate of the farmhouse at the foot of the South Mountain, they happened to meet He Changzai and his party who came down from the mountain and picked three baskets of large and purple mulberries.

Zhang Suping stepped forward to say hello, "Hello Mr. He, the Ye Die girl next to me and I were sent by Mr. Zhang to open an online store...... The builders will come later, we don't have a place to live tonight, can you find a place to stay!"

In urban life, Ye Die can be said to be accustomed to seeing a richly dressed and cynical son, but now he sees He Changzai, who is dressed in simple clothes, has a handsome face, and his language and demeanor reveal a modest temperament, and his eyes inadvertently flash with a hint of admiration.

He Chang thought for a moment and said, "You and the girl next to you will go to live in the old mansion with Song Meijuan and Si Xia next to me tonight!"

"Hmm!"

Zhang Suping nodded vigorously.

He Changzai didn't say anything more, and Song Meijuan and Si Xia beside him carried mulberries, got into the Porsche parked in the farmhouse, and drove towards the old house.

Zhang Suping and Ye Die glanced at each other, got into the BMW, and followed behind.

After a while, the group got out of the car one after another and walked into the old mansion one after another.

As soon as Ye Die entered the farmhouse, she was infected by its old and clean atmosphere, and her heart inexplicably produced a sense of peace of mind and a sense of belonging.

"There are so many mulberries, a few of us can't eat them all, if we throw them away, it will be wasted...... I'll go down to the cellar and get some koji, and use the remaining mulberries to make some wine, and you two go to the house and get some empty jars!"

He Changzai told Song Meijuan and Si Xia a word, and then went down to the cellar alone and took some koji.

Then make a wooden barrel with a hollow bamboo pipe inserted at the bottom, and a disc with a long handle for pressing mulberries.

During the whole process, Si Xia was filming with a camera, as a person who has an urgent desire for the life of a rich woman, how could she let go of this good opportunity to make money.

In the live broadcast room, some sailors looked at the screen and typed one after another, and the barrage kept swiping.

"Eh, is this my little brother's house, it looks so neat and quiet!"

"Every day when I go to work, get off work, and catch the bus, I have been completely distracted by the high-paced life in the big city, and I feel physically and mentally exhausted...... It's like living the same life as my little brother!"

"The mulberries in my brother's hometown are so big, I've never seen such big mulberries, purple, black, purple, purple!"

"What kind of adjective is this upstairs, purple and black, is it because I want to get dirty?"

"The handsome guy makes a wooden barrel, is this to squeeze juice, I heard that mulberries have beauty and anti-aging effects, women drink it very well, I want to drink it too, can you give me a little courier!"

"Little brother is really a skilled craftsman, no matter what he does, he is easy to grasp!"

"I look at the little brother, I went down to the cellar at home just now, and what he took out looks like koji, is this the rhythm of making mulberry wine!"

"In Xia Wangye, it means that Qingdao does not fall, I will not fall, the snowflakes will not fall, I will not float, little brother, please use your mulberry wine, irrigate me to your heart's content!"

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He Changzai didn't know that netizens' praise and enthusiasm for him were still methodically carrying out the process of making mulberry wine.

I brought some rice from the house, lit the stove in the yard, and steamed the rice.

Greet Zhang Suping, who was standing aside and had nothing to do, to light the fire.

Then put the homemade wooden barrel on the stool, open the red cloth stuffed on the wine jar, and put it under the bamboo tube that sticks out of the wooden barrel to receive the mulberry juice.

Song Meijuan cooperated, put the mulberries that the three of them picked from the mulberry forest, put them into the wooden barrel, and pressed them down hard with what He was often making to squeeze the mulberries.

Immediately, purple juice gushed out of the bamboo pipe and flowed into the wine jar.

She pressed for a while, and the jar was full.

He Chang saw that Song Meijuan was soft and weak, and when she did a little work, a lot of sweat beads appeared on her forehead, and she motioned for her to stop and rest.

I went to the house and brought five celadon bowls for the peasants, scooped out five bowls of mulberry juice from the wine jar, and handed each of them a bowl to each of the four women, and drank a bowl for myself.

Song Meijuan, Si Xia, and Zhang Suping picked up the bowl and tasted it, but their bodies were shocked, their faces showed surprise, and they felt sweet to the heart.

Ye Die saw that the others had a satisfied look on their faces, and with the attitude of trying, she took a small sip, and suddenly exclaimed: "This mulberry juice is so sweet, it's really delicious!"

Immediately afterwards, he took a big gulp of the bowl, and the juice overflowed from the corners of his mouth, soaking his chest, faintly, revealing a large scale.

After drinking this bowl of mulberry juice, the rush in her heart that she wanted to go back was gone, she reached out and wiped the corner of her mouth, took the bowl and walked to He Chang's side, and said a little shyly:

"Mr. He, can you give me another bowl?"

He Changzai smiled indifferently, served another bowl to Ye Die, and then distributed the mulberry juice in the wine jar to the others.

After standing aside and drinking the mulberry juice in the bowl, he began to make mulberry sake.

First, I squeezed a jar of mulberry juice, took off the steamed rice, crushed the koji, ground it into powder, sprinkled it into the mulberry juice, and stirred it.

Then, I took out a clay pot from the house, put the steamed rice in it, poured some mulberry juice and mixed it.

Put it evenly into two jars, pour the remaining mulberry juice, cover it with a red cloth lid, and let it be aged in the cellar, so that the rice and mulberry juice in the jar can be fermented into sake under the action of koji.

A group of sailors looked at the four girls drinking mulberry juice with a happy expression, and they all typed one after another, saying that they also wanted to come to this place to play, drink mulberry juice with the young lady, and the mulberry wine displayed in the cellar.