"How could you not understand? How easy is it? Sister, I'll tell you again, it's really ......"

"Fusang, it's getting late, go and rest." Gu Huacheng suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Fusang frowned, and glanced at Gu Huacheng as if he didn't believe it, "Don't you need me to go to the cellar to watch it today?" ”

Gu Huacheng raised his eyebrows with a smile and glanced at Fusang: "If you want, go to sleep in the wine cellar." ”

"Hehe, Master, I'll just say it casually, you, just listen to it casually. Hehe, you have a good rest at night, I hope my sister won't be like me, grinding my teeth in the middle of the night to make noise to Master. ”

Gu Huacheng's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the door: "If you talk more, get out of here." ”

Fuso shut up and disappeared into the courtyard in a puff of smoke.

Jiu Niang watched Fusang leave, and turned her head to look at Gu Huacheng with some uneasiness: "Master? ”

"As for how to make koji, you still don't understand how to make koji, right? In the past few days, you will read the book first, and when I am busy with this time, I will teach you how to make music by hand. Gu Huacheng smiled at Jiu Niang, and the attitude of the same party and Fusang was like two people.

Jiu Niang was a little flattered, and looked at Gu Huacheng and nodded vigorously.

After returning to her house, Jiu Niang seemed to have discovered something new, and ran to the lampshade to look at it for a while. In Xiahe Village, all Jiuniang saw was a broken dish with an unknown amount of oil lamp ash in it, with wax oil in it, and she was generally reluctant to order it at night. Unless there is really nothing to see, the Cao family will light it for a while, and it will only be a moment of work, and it will be blown out. But here, Yecheng, is really different.

Jiu Niang suddenly ran out of the yard, carefully opened a crack in the door and looked out, and the street was brightly lit. No wonder I didn't feel that it was getting late, it was already dark here, and every house lit lanterns, and the streets of Yecheng actually had the illusion of a city that never sleeps.

Behind him, a sentence suddenly came: "Isn't it cold?" ”

Jiu Niang shuddered and turned to look, but it was Gu Huacheng standing behind him with his hands behind his back. At that moment, Jiuniang felt as if she had done something bad and was caught, standing in place, a little cramped.

"Haven't you seen it before?"

Gu Huacheng also stepped out of the door, sat on the threshold, and patted his side: "Come and sit." ”

Jiuniang pursed her lips and sat down quietly, her hand suddenly touched by Gu Huacheng.

"Well, it's okay, it's not very cool." Gu Huacheng smiled and stretched out his other hand from behind him, and there was a wine jar in his hand.

"Master?" Jiu Niang frowned, and her body was slightly far away from Gu Huacheng.

Gu Huacheng stretched out his hand and grabbed her: "Jiu Niang, do you remember what the teacher told you before?" ”

"What?" Jiu Niang's heart became more and more uneasy, and she felt furious when she looked at Gu Huacheng's smiling face.

"You have a problem with drunkenness, just get drunk a few more times." Gu Huacheng bent the corners of his eyes, and his smiling face was so good-looking, but it made Jiu Niang sit on the ground.

Gu Huacheng stretched out his hand and pulled Jiu Niang up from the ground, frowned slightly, and said angrily: "You can fall to the ground while sitting, why is it so worry-free?" ”

"Master, don't let me drink, I'll let you worry." Jiuniang didn't pay attention, so she said this sentence.

Gu Huacheng was stunned, tilted his head, and smiled at Jiu Niang.

"Master, Master, is your face okay?"

"Huh?" Gu Huacheng raised her eyebrows and asked her, the beautiful ending gave Jiuniang the illusion that she was a young woman.

After shaking his head vigorously and driving out those messy thoughts, Beang looked at Gu Huacheng and said with a sincere face: "Master, I remember that I haven't memorized the difference between the past and the tiller, so I'll go back and endorse it first." ”

As he spoke, the soles of his feet seemed to be anointed, and he ran back quickly.

Gu Huacheng looked at Jiu Niang's back, shook his head with a smile, and looked at the lights on the street, Gu Huacheng opened the wine in his hand, raised his head and poured a big sip. This newly brewed dream is still no one can share it with me.

After taking a sip, Gu Huacheng was suddenly stunned, and his brows became tighter.

He got up and looked at the lights in Jiuniang's house, thoughtfully.

Early the next morning, Gu Huacheng took the bowl of porridge in front of Jiuniang and replaced it with a big bowl of wine.

Jiu Niang frowned, covered her nose tightly, and looked at Gu Huacheng puzzled.

"Jiuniang, I won't drink porridge in the morning in the future." Gu Huacheng squinted at Jiu Niang.

Jiuniang shook her head: "This is abuse." ”

“…… Huh? Fuso, do you think this is abuse as a teacher? Gu Huacheng frowned and turned his head to look at Fusang on the side.

Fusang shook his head and winked at Jiu Niang: "Senior sister, I have been drinking a bowl of wine every night since I was seven years old. ”

"It's morning!" Jiuniang glared at Fusang, and muttered, "Such a bad thing......

"It's like you've drunk it." Fuso pursed his lips disdainfully.

"This time I appreciate Fusang's attitude, Jiu Niang, you haven't drunk these fine wines made for your teacher, how can you say that it is unpleasant? Don't you know that you can't say that Wen Zhuangyuan has no ink on his chest, and you can't say that Wu Zhuangyuan has no power to restrain chickens? You said that the wine brewed by the master is unpleasant, Jiu Niang, what do you mean by this? After Gu Huacheng patted Gu Huacheng's shoulder, he turned his head to Jiu Niang with a very injured look.

"......" Jiuniang twitched the corners of her mouth, looked at Gu Huacheng silently, and bit her lip, "Master, the wine you brewed must be haode, but I ......"

"You haven't drunk it, how do you know I'm good at brewing?" Gu Huacheng was still not happy.

Jiu Niang was completely speechless, frowned and glanced at the bowl of slightly turquoise wine, and muttered: "Can this thing really be drunk?" ”

Gu Huacheng covered his heart, squeezed his eyes, and sighed: "I knew you disliked me, Jiu Niang, you actually don't want to follow us at all, do you?" Alas, it's all my fault for being soft-hearted, it's all about meddlesomeness, it's all on me......"

"Master." Jiu Niang's eyes were red, and she looked at Gu Huacheng with a bewildered expression, "I didn't mean that, Master, I am really willing to follow you, being able to follow Master is a blessing that Jiu Niang cultivated in her previous life, Master, don't say that, it's all in vain and ignorant." ”

"Then you drank the wine." Gu Huacheng immediately stood up and looked at Jiu Niang with an eager expression.

Jiuniang twitched the corners of her mouth, glanced at Fusang, who was smiling and blushing, and deeply felt that she was the one with soft ears. actually believed Gu Huacheng's exaggerated words, it was simply incorrigibly stupid.

"Jiu Niang? Good boy? Gu Huacheng saw that Jiu Niang was motionless, so he reached out and pushed her.

Jiu Niang made a bitter face, glanced at Gu Huacheng, and asked, "Do you have to drink?" ”

Gu Huacheng was about to cover his chest again, but Jiu Niang rolled her eyes: "Oh, I'll drink, Master, don't pretend, the vain money makes me feel weak in my heart." ”

After Jiu Niang finished speaking, she pinched her nose and was about to die.

Who knows, this pinching of the nose has caused a problem again. Gu Huacheng was unhappy again, pulled off Jiu Niang's hand, and said bitterly: "Jiu Niang, you have to remember that we are making wine!" Know how to drink! Can you still smell the wine by pinching your nose? Can you tell the smell of wine? Can you tell if it's a fragrance or a sauce fragrance? ”

"The smell of covering your nose is uncomfortable, if you don't cover it, you won't smoke people to death!" Jiuniang pouted.

"Senior sister, anyway, just like this once, you just hold your breath and pour it down, anyway, if you hold your breath, can the master know if it happens?"

Jiuniang glanced at Fusang gratefully, and reached out to get the bowl.

Fusang raised his head and smiled at Gu Huacheng as if pleased, Gu Huacheng nodded, took out a copper plate from his arms and threw it over.