Yan Fei looked at the remaining wine, estimated how many cans he could brew, and then hid it in his room and began to study it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 There are a lot of recipes for soaking wine copied by info, so you have to choose one slowly.

Once you've chosen, get on your motorcycle and head to town.

Selling wine is a good business for a few days, and if it continues, it can be sold for a few more days, and when the wheat harvest season is over, it will enter a normal state.

The so-called normal state is that it is normal to have no business for a day or two, and it is okay if you can't open the door, because if you really want to drink your wine, you will call the door to buy wine. After all, bottled wine looks good when visiting relatives and friends, and some bottled wine tastes good. Loose wine is suitable for one's own people, and the advantage is that you can let go of it, and you are not afraid of drinking too much and causing an accident.

The money from selling wine will continue to collect sorghum, continue to brew, and hide it until the busy autumn and the New Year, and then the fire of the wine will go down, and the rest will be mellow.

In fact, if you put it for a few years, it will taste better, and when the time comes, when you open the cylinder, it will immediately smell for several miles.

This is only known to old wine friends who have really hidden grain puree wine, let alone drinking, and ordinary people don't have this opportunity to smell it. Most bottled wines don't work at all, and they still taste the same after a few years, and they can't be compared.

It's just that it's too expensive to hide wine like this, and even Ma Chao's family rarely hid it before, so they all hid it less and drank it from their own people.

The motorcycle came back as soon as it slipped away, and then Yan Fei began to tinker with the medicine and wine.

The one that treats the old and cold legs, no, it is to dispel wind and relieve pain, get a can; if you grow strong, get a few cans, what is this called to dispel wind and invigorate blood, strengthen muscles and bones, and strengthen knee strength; and there is also a one that is said to be good for people who have had a stroke, and this one needs to be made a can.

In fact, except for the one who treats strokes and the old and cold legs, the other Yan Fei didn't study it seriously, mainly to strengthen the body. There are many kinds of physical fitness alone, and there are several kinds of old people, children, women, and young people.

Yan Fei won't get it all at once, basically it's mainly based on the kind that his grandfather and father drank before, after all, this is a test effect.

Stroke hemiplegia in the countryside is a big problem, as long as there is such a sick family, it will drag down the family all of a sudden, for people whose family conditions are far from being rich, it is better to have such a disease, it is better to be like Ma Chao's father, get a cancer and simply make a point, so as not to drag down the family.

The old cold legs, waist and knees are sore, these are also big problems, and there are many problems in the elderly who do farm work. These two things are considered to be more common problems that Yan Fei has been exposed to, so he also picked them out separately and prepared to try how the effect is. As for the test person, it's too easy to find, even Yan Fei knows such a patient.

It's the middle of the night.

And at this moment, in the high school in the county, which is considered the most sacred by the people of the county, there is a girl in the girls' dormitory who is also busy.

After the evening self-study, the girls all held their notebooks and wrote their diaries, but today Miss Xu Xiaoyan's was extraordinarily long, lying on the head of the bed alone, biting the pen, blushing and even a dormitory girl could see that something was wrong.

"Oh, come and see, someone is thinking about spring......"

"Go, go, go......"

With a red face and beat away a few classmates who came to make fun, Xu Xiaoyan simply hid in the sheets and began to remember today's diary.

It's just that the pen bit for a long time, and I don't know what to write, and I bite the pen for a while to look at the new clothes and new shoes at the bedside, and suddenly I have a pen.

I wrote until the lights went out, and I was writing under the covers with a small flashlight.

The most popular in these years are literary youth, so these high school students have the habit of keeping a diary, and if anyone can't write a few sentences, they are simply embarrassed to go out to meet people.

Naturally, even if Xu Xiaoyan kept a diary mysteriously, the girls in the dormitory would laugh at most.

Who doesn't have a little secret?

And don't look at these girls who are usually reluctant to eat, but they are more willing to buy diaries than one another, they are all hardcover books, and they have to hide at the bottom of the box after writing.

She continued to write and paint until late at night, when the girl lay down, and as a result, her two big eyes could see the sparkle in the night, and she obviously couldn't sleep.

I have been silently reciting in my heart, the words written in the diary just now:

You were a little fool in those years, and they all called you a big idiot

In those years, they said that I would lose money when I grew up, and it was simply redundant

In those years, I took your hand and walked through the tall ancient buildings of 300 years ago

They said that the two of us are a pair of big fools, and they also said that I am your child daughter-in-law

I don't laugh at you for being an idiot, and you never dislike my shabby clothes

Together, we held hands and walked along the bluestone road paved three hundred years ago, listening to the sound of bells on the ancient tower

They don't know how many white clouds they have seen, and they are always so mottled and distant

The 300-year-old elm tree was so tall and big, and there were many people who came to play there

They were all laughing at me, my clothes were always so bad

But why did you suddenly fall asleep again, you little fool?

I'll carry you on my back and pray, praying to Grandpa Guan in the temple to let you wake up quickly

No one can see me

They were laughing at me

The shadow of the ancient building is so big, I can't walk under the sun

Those vicissitudes of bluestone roads are so difficult to walk, because my cloth shoes have been worn by my sisters for many years

Now he has already shown his little feet

My feet hurt so much that I would cry, but I couldn't wipe them because I was carrying a little fool on my back

You little fool, you wake up restless, and before you get off my back, you scold people hard

You scolded so loudly that we were thrown mud

Turned into a pair of dirty little mud melons

The snowflakes were falling that year, I stepped on the snowflakes on your back that year, and I almost froze off my toenails that year

That year, you came home and was beaten up because of your little jacket, which had a big hole in it, and there was a lot of new cotton missing in it

In those years, I loved the 300-year-old bricks and green tiles

Although they are already tattered, they are straight to the touch

Because you said you would build us a home with it

I know you're not a little fool, because fools don't say love words

You said that you would marry me when you grew up, so that I would eat meat and meat when I was hungry, and melons and melons when I was thirsty

I also have to earn money to buy me flowers (clothes)

That year, I made a lot of wishes to Grandpa Guan

But you say he's a red-faced puppet who can't do anything

You said that you want to practice martial arts, and when you grow up, you must be able to open mountains with a big sword

Then no one will laugh at us

In fact, you are a little fool, and you always forget what you have said

The bell of the ancient tower rang and rang, and once it rang, it was three hundred years

The red-faced Grandpa Guan didn't speak

You little fool, you don't know when

to grow up

You're always stupid, you're always talking big, you're always forgetting what you're saying

But how could I forget

The new cotton in the shoes that year