There are more than 20 monthly passes, and the dark horse will make an exception today to enlarge the plot first, brothers and sisters, exert your strength! It's a big plot with wine and beauty!

"Xiaofeng, what do you think of my wine?" In the wine cellar of the Qing family, Feng Qingyang and Qing Dahu squatted on the cold stone ground, Qing Dahu held a wine spoon and kept licking the wine into Feng Qingyang's big porcelain bowl, and asked with a smile.

The affairs of the Sun family have passed, and the Qing family has ushered in this new problem, how to entertain the future son-in-law!

People live in the city all year round, and when they first come to the countryside, there must be a lot of discomfort! Qing Dahu and Yao Lamei are both good people, so they are trying their best to entertain them, so as not to suffer other people's children.

Fortunately, Qing Dahu found a heavy dà breakthrough, that is, Feng Qingyang seems to have a few sips, this is really good, the Qing family has nothing to do, only this wine can add a little confidence to Qing Dahu.

"Rice and sake rice are fermented in stone troughs, and the effect is good; Buckwheat is used in the wild, and corn is used in seven ripe, which is also just right; Not to mention the sorghum, the sorghum here is already of high quality, and you choose late-maturing red sorghum, which is very fragrant. It is that the mountain spring water is slightly lacking, you take the midnight spring water, presumably because you feel that the spring water at that time is cold and violent, which is helpful for the storage of wine aroma, but in fact, it is not the case in the middle of the night, the water seems to be cold, but it is actually hot, on the contrary, the spring water in the early morning is much better! Feng Qingyang took a sip of wine, smacked his tongue, and then said with a smile.

In my heart, I was happy, I was busy for a long time, and I finally got the wine, but I didn't drink it last night. Patronizing and smelling the aroma of this wine, it is really itchy and incurable!

"Oops. No wonder that girl from Qinghe always told us, you are very good at wine, it is really like this! Hearing this, Qing Dahu looked stunned, he is not uncommon in the countryside, he is a master of wine, and most of them are old drunkards who have drunk most of their lives.

It was the first time he had seen him at such a young age, and Feng Qingyang saw through his wine with just a sip. It's not easy!

You must know that the reason why he Qing Dahu can make a sensation in this area is precisely because he is more particular about materials, which is a detail that ordinary people can't learn.

But Feng Qingyang not only saw through it at a glance, but also said the problem, so to speak. If he wanted to learn his brewing method secretly, wouldn't he just take a sip and learn it all?

Fortunately, he is his son-in-law, otherwise his housekeeping skills would have been stolen.

Regarding Qing Dahu's surprise and praise, Feng Qingyang just smiled and didn't answer, if he didn't even have this ability. Then he is still called Jiujian Immortal?

In fact, what he wants to say is that the main feature of the wine made by Qingdahu is not in the wine-making technique and wine storage technique, although this cold stone wine cellar is indeed a rare wine treasure land, but compared with the real wine-making master. It's all a little rougher.

But there is an obvious feature of Qing Dahu's wine, that is, it is full of local flavor. The wine in the small cellar is the taste, and the wine of the big tiger is full of taste.

"Hey, I said you two, you don't have to eat dinner, just drink, right?" Two wine lovers squatting in the cellar are sympathetic, and the three women outside are very puzzled, the small wine cellar with no five square meters, can the two of them squat in it for an hour, not in a hurry?

Qinghe doesn't have much opinion, seeing that Feng Qingyang can stay here, and chatting with her father so speculatively, she is too late to be happy, how can she say anything!

Yao Lamei won't say anything, the future son-in-law came to the door for the first time, and he helped the family solve such a big trouble as soon as he came, so don't say that he is going to drink, he just wants to eat cow tendons, she will also endure the pain and cut her love and slaughter the little buffalo in the family.

But it's different in the rain and rain, my mother and sister are busy cooking, she is listening to mp3 and doing nothing, and she wants to lead her brother-in-law around, take a good look at the place where she and her sister grew up, and a few secret bases where they often went to play when they were children, who knows that her brother-in-law patronized the wine cellar with her father, so how bored she is, except for sitting on the big willow tree root at the back of the house and counting the stars, there is no other pastime.

So she couldn't wait, so she went to the mouth of the wine cellar, shouted inside, and kept picking up stones from under her feet and gently throwing them on Feng Qingyang's body.

"Xiaoyu, don't be unruly!" Seeing this, Qing Dahu took a puff of dry smoke, and then glared at Qing Yu.

"If you don't come up again, we'll eat first!" Qingyu snorted, then twisted her little waist and flashed.

She knows that if she doesn't flash again, her father will definitely nag again, and she has to do something to her brother-in-law, outside, with her sister and brother-in-law, brother-in-law is her father, not only can't she be unruly, she has to listen to everything.

Every time she calls her, her ears are about to become calloused, so let's flash it quickly! Brother-in-law is brother-in-law, why do you become her big leader!

"It's not getting early, and you haven't eaten anything at noon, so let's go up and eat, right?" Hearing this, Qing Dahu said to Feng Qingyang with a smile, and looked at the pink electronic watch in his hand, which was the leftover that Qingyu used when he was a child, and he had been wearing it, and now it was almost eight o'clock, it was time to take Feng Qingyang up to eat, not to mention, there was something to do at night!

"Okay!" Feng Qingyang nodded in response, in fact, for him, it doesn't matter what he eats, just have wine, so when he came out of the wine cellar, he unceremoniously picked up a jar and went back to the house.

The cottage is very simple, but the dinner is very rich, although it is all home-cooked, but the taste is very full, braised pig's trotters, braised crucian carp, roasted chicken, stir-fried water spinach with green peppers, roasted winter melon with salted meat, fried loofah with eggs, plus a pot of duck soup.

Not to mention that these ingredients are all from the countryside, the taste is pure, take pig trotters and small fish as an example, pigs are domesticated, and small fish are wild fish caught in the river, and the taste is definitely much purer than that raised by feed!

Just this cooking method and the dish made Fengda Immortal come to his appetite, and he finally understood why the Qinghe girl could make a good dish, it turned out that there was a famous teacher!

"Qinghe, add food to Xiaofeng!" Qinghe and Feng Qingyang sat on one side, Qing Dahu and Yao Lamei sat on the upper and lower positions, and Qingyu sat opposite Feng Qingyang.

Rain and shine is gobbling up. I guess I'm going to finish eating quickly, and then go back to my room to play games. Haruto eats very gently. Although it would be better at home, the shy person looked like a shy person everywhere, so she was wearing a floral skirt, and she sat next to Feng Qingyang with her head down.

And Qing Dahu and Yao Lamei were always paying attention to Feng Qingyang, as if they were afraid of snubbing him, seeing that he only cared about drinking, the two of them couldn't help but worry about whether the food was not to his liking. After all, these are all local dishes from the countryside, and they either have a strong taste or a heavy smell of oily smoke.

Or is he a newcomer and embarrassed to spread it out and eat? If it was a relative from the countryside, they must have been in battle a long time ago, constantly putting things in his bowl, pig's trotters, chicken legs and so on. Fill his bowl first.

But Feng Qingyang is from the city, and he is a young man, so it is not easy for them to do this, after all, young people nowadays are very picky, and they dare not eat the things that the old man has sandwiched. Their family is sunny and rainy, she doesn't eat anything that her parents have bitten, let alone something that others have touched.

So let's let Haruhi come, the two of them live together. There shouldn't be so many taboos, and besides. What are the taboos between the little two.

"Oh......" Qinghe responded, and then served Feng Qingyang with vegetables, she didn't have any grudge against Feng Qingyang, she was just thinking about another question.

That's what I'm going to do tonight.

Please ask the god of the night and ask about marriage!

This is the custom of this area, two people began to deal with the object, they have to ask the night god in the night temple on the top of the mountain, ask for a sign or something, two people can go to one, but it must be at night, night god!

Although she is conservative, but this set is not very believable, how to say that she has been crawling and rolling in the big city for several years, I have seen many people live and fly together, and I have also seen many people divide and merge, knowing whether the two are suitable for being together, it is not which god has the final say, but whether the two people are willing or not, willing to be a qiē no problem, personality incompatibility, background mismatch or something, sincerity is not too important, it is up to people!

Dad also means this, just two people are good, ghosts and gods, believe it, don't believe it, but mom thinks it's better to ask, not to say that you can't believe in Feng Qingyang, but the custom is like this, go to worship, she will feel at ease, after all, this matter is a major event in her daughter's life.

"Yo, it's so sweet everywhere!" Seeing the old sister picking up vegetables for her brother-in-law, Qingyu couldn't help but smile and joke, this is the only fun she has with her sister and brother-in-law, watching them sweet, she is happy for them, and she is also looking forward to her future, if only she could be such a person who loves each other in the future, and it would be so sweet.

"Go, no big or small! After eating in a while, your mother and your sister and I are going out to do some errands, and you are at home with your brother-in-law, if you don't greet you well, I will take you to the field tomorrow to do a day's work, do you understand?" Qing Dahu smiled and scolded, seeing that his daughter and son-in-law were sweet, in fact, he was also very happy.

As for the matter of inviting the night god, he disagrees, young people live outside the mountain, where can the night god here control them.9 Yes, if you ask for a retort, then everyone is not happy!

"Huh? Oh...... "Qingyu pouted, although she didn't know what her father and sister were going to do, but she actually let her serve her brother-in-law at home, and if she didn't serve well, she would be punished to work in the field, and her brother-in-law was not a filial son, and she had to be served, hey, there was no reason, according to her, Feng Qingyang didn't look like her father's mother's son-in-law at all, but like a bodhisattva, how could there be an old father-in-law's mother-in-law who favored her son-in-law so much, she had always been a son-in-law, and her father-in-law and mother-in-law picked fat and thin!

The most important thing is, what has become of her sister-in-law, other sisters-in-law are all coercing the elder sister to make her brother-in-law, she is good, she didn't get it cheap, but she followed and served, according to this shape, she felt that if she didn't marry out early, sooner or later she would become her sister's little maid in marriage.

"Well, I'm going to go out in a while, and I won't be back until dawn, and you'll sleep at home by yourself!" Qinghe saw the stitches, and also explained to Feng Qingyang, she didn't want to tell him about this, lest he think too much, it was just a form of folklore, not so important.

Feng Qingyang didn't answer, just nodded, the little girl didn't want to say more, so he naturally wouldn't ask more.

Although there is good wine, there is less sunny lotus, and the taste is worse, but it doesn't matter, isn't there still sunny rain, and it's the same to tease her. (To be continued.) You are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info to vote for recommendation and monthly passes.