Chapter 217: A More Mellow Taste

It's just that at this moment, Qi Tianle's words that were clearly aimed at himself were intercepted by Qi Tianhong halfway through, presumably it would make this little girl dissatisfied with herself, Mu Qingyang thought, it seemed that he had some helplessness.

If she could, she would have liked to make friends with Qi Tianle.

From the current point of view, this hope seems to be a little difficult.

"I don't know what General Zhongwu has?" Qi Tianhong himself didn't know why he asked Mu Qingyang this, he just wanted to talk to him, he didn't expect Mu Qingyang to have any good ideas.

“…… When the prince sells it next time, he can ...... with the winemaker."

"What to buy?!This is my fifth brother's own brewing, and I don't have to sell it outside!You stupid!" Although he tried to restrain himself, but because of his personality, Qi Tianle couldn't help but blurt out.

Qi Tianhong swept towards her with a cold look, Qi Tianle stuck out his tongue, shrank back, and closed his mouth tightly.

"Stupid?" Mu Qingyang was embarrassed, in less than a meal, this little girl already regarded herself as "flat" and couldn't be "flat" anymore.

Mu Qingyang actually regretted a little, why couldn't he know more about this knowledge in modern times, but now he can make an amazing statement. There is no need to desperately search for the few words about red wine in this memory.

But if this wine is "sweet", it is not sugar. Isn't there anything dry red?! Mu Qingyang remembered that dry red seemed to be "red wine" without sugar.

Also, what Mu Qingyang didn't expect was that a prince of a thousand winds didn't have any pastime? he would actually go to brew wine, and he seemed to have a sense of accomplishment. In the end, this rich man's world is not something she will understand.

"Since it is brewed by the prince himself, it is even simpler, and when it is brewed again in the future, it is enough not to put sugar. Mu Qingyang said it according to his own thoughts.

"Don't put sugar?" Qi Tianhong was a little skeptical of Mu Qingyang's words, wouldn't that be with those spirits, or ......

He wasn't sure what the wine would taste like without sugar.

"That kind of wine should be more mellow, and what comes out is the original flavor of the grapes themselves. If concocted in this way, the prince can make more fruit wine if he wants in the future. Mu Qingyang felt Qi Tianhong's doubts and explained out loud.

Suddenly, Mu Qingyang thought that in modern times, her friend and roommate Fei Fei would make a lot of fruit wine, cherry wine, and cider by herself......

At that time, she had drunk a lot, and now she remembered that there were some gluttonous worms that evoked her memory.

Mu Qingyang licked his lips and swallowed the saliva that seemed to be about to flow out.

"Don't put sugar?" Qi Tianhong heard a calm self-talk, and his heart was already filled with ripples.

If it is really like what Mu Qingyang said, without sugar, the taste of the wine will be more "sweet"! It is not simple! It also saves the process of letting Tianle try the taste, and at this moment he is looking forward to this year's grape season even more.

Also, what is "fruit wine"?!What is it? Seeing Mu Qingyang's self-absorbed appearance, as if he couldn't extricate himself, it aroused Qi Tianhong's curiosity, and he wanted to ask.

Qi Tianhong paused slightly, as if he had some scruples, today's self is already a little different from usual, feeling incomprehensible, as well as the "hateful" eyes of Mu Ziding, Qi Tianhong suppressed and did not ask any more.