As soon as everyone heard this, they were anxious, and everyone in this family was sitting and waiting for him to have this bit of sea buckthorn juice, and he would go out to pick sea buckthorn juice and sell it at the farmhouse tomorrow for money.

Led by Zuo Yumei, Duan Xiaoli, Zhou Zhou, and Zhou Xin, these people couldn't take care of anything in order to drink sea buckthorn juice, and pressed Yang Chengzhi to the ground as soon as they rushed up, Zuo Yumei took out the cellar key from Yang Chengzhi's pocket, shook it at the people, and a group of people went straight to the backyard cellar.

Yang Chengzhi sat on the ground and wanted to cry without tears, what kind of people are these people, more powerful than the beard in the past, the beard in the past was not just to charge a little protection money, this is a good throw.

Yang Chengzhi cried with a sad face, looked at Zuo Yumei and said, "Mom, look at them."

Zuo Yuxia couldn't help but laugh, and went over to touch Yang Chengzhi's head, "Chengzhi and they are all young, you let them order, and wait a while Mom will go back to tell your grandfather and let your grandfather clean them up."

Yang Chengzhi got up from the ground at this time, his mouth was indignant, he didn't know what he was muttering, and the elders who didn't go to the backyard felt happy to see this group of people fighting like this.

In the past, when I was at home, because of my special identity, I couldn't laugh and play like this, but when I came to this place, it was still these people, just because there was a variable of Yang Chengzhi in the middle, and the situation turned over at once, and people could play and frolic to their heart's content.

After a while, those guys who ran to the backyard, holding sea buckthorn juice, carrying fruits, a big bag per person, Yang Chengzhi watched one by one running in front of him, his intestines were remorseful, he knew this, wouldn't it be okay to carry a few jars for them.

It's good, people didn't retaliate, and the things were all moved away, and there was no favor, looking at the big bags and small bags of those guys, at least half of the inventory in the backyard cellar was removed.

What's even more infuriating is that Zuo Yumei and Duan Xiaoli have also made two trips, and they have a good reputation and can't forget their parents. Yang Chengzhi just wanted to take off his shoes and fly over the insoles that had not been washed for three months.

After getting the key, Yang Chengzhi went to the cellar in the backyard to take a look, the cellar looked empty, one-third of the cellar's inventory was removed, only ten jars of sea buckthorn juice remained, and the group of guys moved twenty-five jars.

When he was checking what was missing in the cellar in the backyard, the group of guys had several bags of them, and they all carried the sea buckthorn picked in the morning to the cellar and put it on the cellar floor, and when they saw Yang Chengzhi's depressed appearance, they laughed and left.

Looking at the crowd laughing and leaving, Yang Chengzhi scorned them for twenty yuan, then locked the cellar door and began to clean the sea buckthorn in the cellar.

Two hours ago, looking at the sea buckthorn juice squeezed out of two large buckets, Yang Chengzhi smiled happily, moved away a small bucket of sea buckthorn juice prepared from sea buckthorn juice, and returned two large barrels, this transaction did not seem to be a loss.

Seeing that the time was not early, Yang Chengzhi moved a jar of prepared sea buckthorn juice back to the building, and when he returned to the building, he didn't see a person in the living room, but he saw that several old people left him a note on the coffee table.

The note seems to have been written by Mr. Wang, and the handwriting on it is very imposing, telling Yang Chengzhi to brew thirty jars for them tomorrow, and if they don't drink water in the future, they will drink sea buckthorn juice.

Yang Chengzhi put away the note speechlessly, returned to the guest room, washed up, and cursed the peers who bullied him in his dream.

The next day, because there were still several old people who had not completed the task, Yang Chengzhi got up early, washed up and went to the cellar in the backyard to prepare thirty jars of sea buckthorn juice.

Because it is usually drunk by several old people, the concentration of the sea buckthorn juice he concocted is lower than that of yesterday, but the Tai Sui added a lot more to it, and even a few more drops of the Ten Thousand Years Zhongshi Milk were added.

He did this because the old people are getting older, if the concentration of sea buckthorn is too high, the old people are easy to get angry if they drink too much, and the concentration is a little lower, which is good to drink and should not be on fire.

Seeing that it was still early, he mixed the remaining sea buckthorn juice into sea buckthorn juice, put it in a jar, and piled it up in the cellar.

After cleaning up the cellar, Yang Chengzhi saw the immortal drunk piled up in the other corner of the cellar, and his heart moved, so many fruits in the space could not be taken out together, is it to learn from the monkeys of Shennongjia and try to brew a little fruit brew.

With this plan, he didn't go out immediately, but entered the space, because the things in the space never rot, he could only pick the fruits in the space.

Take out the space and use a grinder to make these fruits into small pieces to speed up their fermentation, fill two large vats, and cover the vats with breathable gauze so that the broken fruits can fully contact with the air.

After doing this, Yang Chengzhi returned to the building, and there were only a few old people left in the living room to drink tea and chat with the two brothers in Central China and Huaxia and play chess. The rest of the people may have gone out to pick sea buckthorn.

Yang Chengzhi went to the kitchen to take a simple bite, went out to call the bodyguards who were patrolling the yard, went back and forth a few times, moved the thirty jars of sea buckthorn juice that the old man confessed to the kitchen, and told the old men that these were specially brewed for them, and there were still them in the backyard cellar if others wanted to drink.

The old men didn't ask what the difference between this sea buckthorn juice and what they drank yesterday, they knew that Yang Chengzhi must have a reason for doing this.

After finishing this work, Yang Chengzhi gave the old man Hua a pulse, and Yang Chengzhi waited for Huazhong and Huaxia brothers to finish taking the pulse, and looked at Yang Chengzhi with hope.

Yang Chengzhi smiled, gave them a reassuring look, and told them that according to this situation, the old man would not take three months, and at most two months would be cured.

The two brothers were overjoyed when they heard it, and the day before yesterday they heard Dean Qian and Director Zheng analyze that the old man would recover in two months, and the brothers and sisters still didn't believe it, and today they got the confirmed news from Yang Chengzhi's mouth, and their hanging hearts finally let go.

Just when Yang Chengzhi was talking to the two Huaxia brothers, Jia Danping called and asked him to go to the packing sea buckthorn.

When Yang Chengzhi heard this, why did he still have foreign friends, it is said that his place is not so well-known, and his reputation can be spread abroad in less than a year.

Besides, the environmental protection of foreign countries is much stronger than that of China, which has a large population, and foreign friends generally come to places of interest and historical sites, or go to some places with primeval forests, and have never heard of foreign friends coming to the countryside to experience life.

But since Jia Danping had called, he couldn't ignore it, Yang Chengzhi said hello to everyone in the house, tidied up his clothes and went out of the building.

A few minutes later, Yang Chengzhi came to the place where Jia Danping and the others were, looked around, and did not see the kind of blonde and blue-eyed foreign friends nearby.

The people who weighed the packaging in front of them and rested on the side of the road were all the same as them, all of them were yellow-haired and black-eyed, the same kind of Chinese people.

So he stepped forward and asked with a puzzled face, "Sister Danping, how can there be foreigners?"

Jia Danping pointed to the two people standing not far from them and said, "We can't understand a word of what those two people just said, they can understand what we said then, they are not foreigners, what are they, maybe they came from Japan or South Korea."