Early the next morning, Qian Miao finally stopped snoring, opened her eyes, and somewhere found a wine jar, and opened the lid to drink.

"Qian Miao, you can't drink anymore. After snatching the wine jar, Zhang Yang looked at Qian Miao, who was still a little confused, twitched the corners of his eyes, what kind of attribute is this, he has to drink when he gets up.

"Why can't you drink it? You are my teacher this time? My teacher used to allow me to drink this last jar before I worked, and blame my grandfather, who only allowed me to bring one jar at a time. Qian Miao glanced at her lips and muttered a complaint, her eyes never left the wine jar, and she was thinking about which angle to snatch it from to prevent the wine from spilling.

"That's right, you don't have it after drinking, why don't you drink it slowly, brewing it while drinking?"

Zhang Yang's words seemed to remind Qian Miao and opened the door to a new century.

He never thought about making wine in the human world, he was busy with work, where would he have time to tinker with this thing, but this teacher seemed to be a little different, not only did he not urge him to go to work after he was done, but also said that he could make his own wine.

Qian Miao has been brewing this monkey wine since he was a child, but his grandfather didn't allow him to drink more, and now that his grandfather is not around, does it mean that he can drink as much as he brews?emmm...... At most, a little more of this teacher.

Thinking of this, Qian Miao agreed to Zhang Yang's proposal, took over the wine jar, didn't know where to take out a small bamboo tube, stretched it into the jar and stirred it twice, and a burst of sinner's wine fragrance wafted out, and it seemed to smell good.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but sniff, watching Qian Miao carefully hold the bamboo tube, sipping the wine inside, and clicking his mouth from time to time, like that, he was an old drunkard.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I reached out and took out my mobile phone, Zhang Yang found the video recorded yesterday, clicked on it, played it, and handed it to Qian Miao.

Watching his joyful performance, Qian Miao couldn't hold back, and squirted out the wine in his mouth with a "poof", fortunately Zhang Yang flashed quickly, otherwise he would have enjoyed a handful of monkey wine and saliva to wash his face at this time.

"This, when did this happen?" Qian Miao looked at the video on his phone, his face turned red to the root of his ears, although he had heard of what kind of virtue it was to drink too much and get drunk, how could he have seen it with his own eyes.

Such a shameful look, is it really yourself?

Qian Miao picked up the phone and took a closer look, the person inside was indeed herself.

It's really embarrassing to throw it at grandma's house, thinking of this, Qian Miao scooped a bamboo tube of wine and handed it to Zhang Yang, no, you have to buy this teacher well, lest he leak this image, if it is seen by grandpa, it is estimated that he will have to take off a layer of skin.

Looking at the monkey wine handed over by Qian Miao, Zhang Yang was a little hesitant, he had already heard of this wine, Jin Gu and the others didn't know how many times they praised it in the novel, it must taste good, but drinking early in the morning was too much.

Smelling the faint fruity fragrance wafting out of it, Zhang Yang couldn't help it, so he would just ask Meng Xun to get some fritters or something, and drink it at the bottom first, it should be okay.

There is no one to drink with fritters. But seeing the appearance of the wine, Zhang Yang didn't want to put his mouth down too much.

The appearance of this wine is really bad, just smelling the smell is OK, he didn't pay much attention to it yesterday, but today when he saw the color of this wine, Zhang Yang was a little unacceptable, the wine showed a faint yellow, and there were some crumbs floating in it, and I didn't know if it was the peel or something else.

Do I drink or not?

"Meng Xun, this wine is rewarded to you, you can sit down. After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Yang still couldn't get over the level in his heart, and handed the wine to Meng Xun, who came in with fried dough sticks.

"Boss, I don't know how to drink with wine, I only drink lamp oil. "Little mouse, go up to the lampstand, steal oil to eat, can't get down, gurgling and rolling down. I don't know why, Zhang Yang actually thought of a long-standing ballad.

It was really a mistake to let Meng Xun block the wine, so that he couldn't get off the stage. Taking the wine from Qian Miao's hand, Zhang Yang closed his eyes and took a sip, as if he was drinking the boy's urine and curing the disease!

"This wine ......" As soon as the wine was in his mouth, the sweetness of the fruit and the mellow aroma of alcohol exploded on the tip of Zhang Yang's tongue, and a warm current swam to the limbs, "This wine is really delicious!" Zhang Yang couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart, no wonder Qian Miao was so addicted.

Zhang Yang is not a person who has never drunk good wine, he has drunk all the Moutai special supplies that have been saved for more than ten years, not to mention the ones that can be bought on the market.

But those wines have lost their charm in front of this monkey wine, and now he is taking the 82-year-old Lafite to him, and he is not willing to change it.

"Good wine, really good wine!" Zhang Yang couldn't find any adjectives to praise, so he only gave a thumbs up while applauding loudly.

Qian Miao saw that someone admired his craftsmanship, and the corners of his mouth were almost cracked to the root of his ears, he originally thought that his grandfather was just praising the wine he brewed in order not to hit him, after all, it was a monkey who had drunk immortal wine, but Zhang Yang's praise was real, not mixed with any personal emotions.

"Oh, I've slept all night, I'm definitely hungry, eat something first. Zhang Yang remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and handed over a few fritters.

"By the way, I still have some wine here, why don't you try me too?"

glanced at the date, made sure that it was not expired, and handed it to Qian Miao, Qian Miao held the fritters in one hand and gnawed on them, took the beer handed over by Zhang Yang in the other, looked at the beer can curiously, smelled it, and tasted it carefully.

"Bah, bah, bah, what is this? Horse pee?" swallowed a mouthful of beer, Qian Miao's whole person was not good, and he was snorting wildly, and the beer cans were directly thrown out by him for a long time, and Zhang Yang felt a pain in his eyes.

Picked up the bamboo tube and scooped a spoonful of monkey wine, and poured a few sips, only then did the disgusting smell be covered.

Zhang Yang was also speechless, is it so bad? Do you want to say it so disgusting, how can you let me drink beer happily in the future?

Depressed drank two sips of monkey wine, it is indeed not comparable to this beer, Zhang Yang sighed in his heart, it's over, how can I live without this wine in the future......

After a while, a jar of monkey wine was divided between the two, Zhang Yang patted his full stomach, and burped comfortably.

"The wine is also drunk, let's discuss the business, as long as you are obedient in the future, I will find you a big tree, the fruit is enough, you can make as much monkey wine as you want." Zhang Yang's conditions attracted Qian Miao, it was the first time he heard that a teacher had allowed him to make wine, and he thought that he would be able to drink it happily in the future.

But how did he know Zhang Yang's thoughts, when he really brewed monkey wine, it was not Zhang Yang's decision on how much to drink.