After chatting with the "Nine Generalissimos" for a while, Li Liang felt a little tired, so he picked up the medicine jar and walked out of the spirit beast circle in a leisurely manner. After all www.biquge.info I have just rejuvenated, and my body is still in the adjustment stage, so it will be difficult to adapt for a while. Closely followed by Li Liang the fox Xiaomei and the monkey Wukong, the "Nine Generalissimos" could enter and leave here freely as early as sixty years ago.

Walking into the storage room, you will see all kinds of large tanks and jars, and the cave with a length of more than ten zhang is full of piles. Originally, the owner of the cave was a very careful master, except for some commonly used materials and utensils, there was nothing valuable in the storage room at all, such a large cave was basically in an empty state, but Li Liang was different, he had a fatal shortcoming, that is, he liked to like things, and there were not too many things, which was mainly related to his personal experience, he grew up in a poor family for two lifetimes, so he had a particularly strong desire for material luxury.

When he first came to live here, the first thing Li Liang did was not to farm the land on a large scale, but to build a pottery tandoor near the Lingquan, which was dedicated to firing pots, altars, bowls, pots, jars and other living utensils, because the previous owner of the cave was too much, and there was nothing else in the entire cave except for a set of tea sets for drinking tea, not even a bucket for water. Although Li Liang's storage bag contains a lot of daily utensils, if he wants to live for a long time, some jars and bowls must be prepared more or less, especially if he still wants to make wine, what can he use to store it without a jar?

Li Liang's ability to fire pottery has to be said to be due to the guidance of farmers in his previous life to carry out the construction of characteristic farmhouses. Although the farmer's wine is very delicious, it can't be sold at a high price, and the main reason is that it is all loose wine that is sold and has not been packaged, so Li Liang gave the farmers an idea to burn some antique wine jars and paste them with pure natural logos, so that they can increase the money for the wine in a clear and straightforward way, and it is best to fire it yourself, don't spend money to find someone to do it, so that the cost is lower and the profit is more lucrative. So, those simple farmers built a stove for firing pottery, and invited a few masters to burn antique wine jars, of course, Li Liang also actively participated in it, and read a lot of information to give them advice.

When the first batch of packaged pure natural farmhouse wine was put on the market, Li Liang won the title of "Best Agricultural Worker" in the town and received a bonus of 2,000 yuan, but under the repeated requests of his colleagues, he spent 2,400 yuan to invite everyone to a meal.

Although he did not start firing pottery in his previous life, in theory, Li Liang had learned the whole set of techniques, and after more than three months of hard work, he finally succeeded in firing the first pot of pottery - ten clay pots the size of a bucket. Since then, he began to fire batch after batch, what jars, porcelain basins, porcelain bowls, water tanks, etc., the craftsmanship is also more and more refined, five years ago he also broke through the limit of "burning large pieces", successfully fired a batch of small porcelain bottles, with his current craftsmanship, opening a porcelain store is not a problem at all.

The large pile of jars and vats in front of him were full of all kinds of pills, originally there was wine here, but later because there were too many of them, they couldn't fit it at all, and batch alchemy had also been successfully studied, so he dug a huge wine cellar outside the cave, moved all the wine in the storage room there, and stored it.

I have experienced many times of "asking for directions with wine, sending wine to make friends" After Li Liang'an settled down to farm the land, he began to make a large number of wines, especially the increase in grain production and harvest, which made him take winemaking as an amateur activity, brewing some every once in a while, and then continued to expand the wine cellar, and over time it formed the current huge wine cellar with a length and width of 100 zhang and a height of a few zhang, and the wine stored in it was not 10,000, but also had to have as many as 8,000 jars, especially the medicinal wine that added the newly refined pill, which also reached about 2,000 jars.

"Wukong, what kind of excuse do you think I'm going to make up?" Putting down the medicine jar in his hand, Li Liang said to Wukong, the monkey who was following him.

Among the many animals, the monkey has the strongest spirituality, which cannot be denied, so it has become a bridge of communication between Li Liang and other "eight generalissimos".

For example, when it comes to hunting wild meat, Li Liang said very clearly: one piece of dead game is one piece of sugar, two pieces of sugar for meat and delicious game, and three pieces of sugar for live animals. When Li Liang sent the task down, in addition to Da Zhuang, Shanzhai, and Bajie, the other spirit beasts immediately ran out happily, but the game they caught was much different. The fox Xiaomei is not bad, she got a half-sized wild boar, and the other few got those wild meats that can't be eaten at all, what wolves, bobcats, giant pythons, etc., you must know that Li Liang hates these things the most, and it's too late to hide, how can he eat them! So except for Xiaomei, the other spirit beasts were busy for a long time and didn't catch anything. The last little Wukong to come back, it was different, grabbing a live pheasant, baring its snow-white teeth, running back crookedly, not to mention how coquettish it was, which made Li Liang reward it with six candies on the spot, which made the others envious.

However, this monkey cub is indeed a thief, and all six pieces of candy were distributed to those spirit beasts who did not participate and did not get rewards, and he didn't keep any of them, which suddenly increased their good impression of it a lot, and when feeding the feed, he didn't bully it anymore, and even left a place for it, so that this guy with a strong desire to perform was another earth-shattering emotional performance.

Little Wukong tilted his little head and thought for a while, then pointed to the south, pretending to be a twist, grabbing a small stick, picking up a small stick on the ground, carrying it on his shoulder, and walking crookedly.

"You mean to let me dress up as someone who came to find my relatives?" Li Liang frowned, watched Little Wukong perform, and asked with a slight groan.

Seeing that its performance made Li Liang understand, Xiao Wukong immediately nodded again and again.

"But I don't have any relatives here! aren't you, hey......" Li Liang thought for a while, his face was bitter, and he said a little depressed.

Little Wukong immediately stretched out a small grab, dragged the fox Xiaomei, and the other small grab gently stroked its fur, showing grief and tenderness between his eyebrows.

"You mean Han Ying, but what does she have to do with recognizing relatives?" Li Liangke recognized this set of movements and expressions, which were the movements and expressions of Han Ying when he hugged the little fox the night before he and Han Ying separated.

Ignoring Xiaomei, the fox who had bared her teeth, Little Wukong continued to perform. I saw it stretch out two black whirring, fluffy little grasps, clenched its fists, raised its thumb, buckled it vigorously, and tried to bend its body, pretending to be a child, carrying a small stick, and swaying up.

"Are you saying that I will pretend to be the descendants of me and Han Ying and come here to recognize my relatives and find my ancestors?" Li Liang lowered his head and thought for a while before asking uncertainly.

Little Wukong raised a little arm, as if he had just finished a very tiring thing, rubbed his forehead, then sat on the ground and nodded.

"What kind of big cloves of garlic are pretended, just a few strokes, and you won't be tired like that! But the method you said is not impossible. Hey, Xiaomei, what do you think?" Li Liang glanced at the dead monkey with disdain, pursed his mouth, and said leisurely.

The little fox was messy with his fur from Wukong's dead monkey, and was crawling on the ground at this time, combing with his little tongue. It attaches the most importance to its own appearance, and it crawls on the edge of the spiritual spring to comb its fur when it is fine, and it was dragged and hugged by Wukong's guy just now, and it is good to bite it without opening its mouth. However, when it heard Li Liang's question at this time, it slowly stood up and walked around a few times before nodding lightly.

"Well, you agreed! So Wukong's idea is feasible! But how do I think it's still not very reliable? You see, if you pretend to be my descendant and come to me, you have to have some kind of letter, jade match, or something like that, right? Also, if you live a good life in your hometown, why do you have nothing to do and go all this way? Is it just to recognize your ancestors? Those immortal immortal cultivators are all proficient, this excuse will definitely not make sense. Also, I pretend to be my descendant, so is it pretending to be a grandson, or pretending to be a great-grandson? This matter has to be calculated clearly, seventy-four years ago and Han Ying separated, just calculate at the fastest speed, seventy-three years ago gave birth to a baby, eighteen years later the baby gave birth to a baby, and then eighteen years later, the baby's baby, and another baby, so it is exactly five generations, and the fifth generation should only be about one year old, if there is any lazy in the meantime, delayed for a few years, it is also four generations, so I can only pretend to be a grandchild. Li Liang saw that the little fox, who had always been calm and wise, nodded, frowned, and muttered with his little fingers.

Little Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks and listened to Li Liang's words, and the monkey's face, which had always been very sunny, also showed a little heaviness, but after tilting his head and thinking for a while, he hurriedly pulled Li Liang's wide clothes, pointed to the direction of the spirit beast circle with a small scratch, and squeaked.

"Hmm, you mean that everyone will discuss and study together?" Li Liang glanced in the direction it was pointing in for a few moments, then pondered for a while, and asked suspiciously.

Little Wukong turned his head, nodded, then pointed at himself, pointed at the little fox, and then pointed to the direction of the spirit beast circle, and swayed in a circle.

"Hey, haha, Wukong, you're smart enough, I didn't hurt you in vain, so I'll do it! Tomorrow we will convene a meeting for a special seminar to discuss this plan to search for ancestors. Mother, how many years have it been, and I can't find the right topic, I have a lot of useless fart meetings, I don't have any energy at all, this time I can find a useful topic, let's have a fucking meeting for a few days!" Li Liang looked at Xiao Wukong's gesture, couldn't help but take a look, patted his thigh, and said with a grin.

When the little fox heard this, he immediately showed a frightened expression, and looked at Li Liang blankly for a while, before lowering his head with great resentment, but then he showed a look that seemed to kill people, and stared straight at the dead monkey who came up with this bad idea, so frightened that it "swished" behind Li Liang, pulled up the big cloth shirt, and covered himself tightly.

People don't know how scary it is to have a meeting, but they know it all too well. Li Liang has held meetings at every turn in these years, either to wash his mind, or to rectify his style, to hold meetings for winemaking, for farming, for planting trees, for digging pits, for special meetings, commendation meetings, mobilization meetings, summary meetings, symposiums, seminars, etc., in recent years, the Standing Committee has been set up, and everything must be decided by voting, which makes the "Nine Generalissimos" a headache, but in order to have sugar to eat, they have to hold their heads and endure it, who told Li Liang to have the final say, and what can be done?