Ning Daguan didn't know how the girl felt that she had something on her mind, but she didn't think she showed it at all, because he himself was not very afraid of death.

But many people were afraid of his death.

A lot of the time, death isn't so scary, it's the consequences that are scary.

In broad daylight, after turning the clouds and rain with Liu Ru, Ning Zhiyuan looked refreshed, maybe in the eyes of many people, he was an adult who didn't know moderation, but he didn't care what others thought, it was best to be happy, so he walked towards the courtyard where sweet potato wine was brewed.

As early as when he got married, the sweet potato wine he made was tasted by many people in Ningxia, and Chongzhen also tasted it, he thought it was done well, softening the fragrance and wine taste of sweet potatoes, but most businessmen were only slightly surprised, and there were not too many surprises, and Chongzhen's expression at that time was even more indifferent, which made him very frustrated.

It is indeed a very disappointing thing that the things he made are not recognized by others, but this is not important, and what disappoints him even more is that it means that what he thought he could make high-priced wine will be in vain.

If it wasn't a huge profit, then he wouldn't do it, and if he abandoned his reputation, how could he get back something more valuable, right? Although the reputation itself is not worth much to the Ning officials.

This was also the first time he had made many samples, and every time he had felt that the taste was good, and several girls liked it, but the soldiers didn't like it very much, and he could probably guess what the reason was, it was nothing more than the reason why the alcohol was too low, and this kind of sweet wine was only loved by some women and scholars who didn't like spirits.

He doesn't remember in what dynasty the distilled liquor came out, but this is what he drank, so the Ming Dynasty must have it now, but once this sweet potato wine was distilled, the taste changed, and there was no special characteristic, which made him a little depressed.

If this sweet potato wine is alone, it can also be sold, but the audience is relatively narrow, and the people who like spirits still account for the majority, and after taking a sip, Ning Daguan still shook his head, and the taste of ordinary spirits is only slightly different, and it can't achieve the effect he wants.

In front of him, at this moment, a little girl came over from a hurry, humming softly about the blue and white porcelain in her mouth.

"Jingwei, why are you?" Ning Daguan shouted, recognizing the petite figure as Shang Jingwei.

"Ah, I'm just hanging out." Jing Wei's little Lori was startled, her face turned red and she said hurriedly, and she also took advantage of the situation to run out, "Brother Ning, Jing Wei will go first." ”

Ning Zhiyuan froze in place, and then smiled softly, his expression was as if he was going to do something bad, was he here to get a drink? Just talk to yourself, why are you so sneaky.

Sealing the wine barrel again, Ning Daguan didn't know what to do next, there were many things he wanted to do, but at the moment he was very confused.

There was a flash of light in her eyes, showing a hint of a smile, idle and bored, let's catch a little Lori and play with it today, I hope Jing Wei will not live up to her Brother Ning's expectations, and come back later.

So he stopped walking towards his bedroom, and walked back down a path that led back to the brewing yard.

Half an hour of effort, when he was still enjoying the depressed scene under the dark clouds on the horizon with great interest, he saw a Lori tiptoe in again.

Compared with the little girl who was jumping and humming a tune that Ning Daguan saw just now, this time he was much more careful, he secretly felt funny, and he felt that he was very naïve, but it was better to be naïve, this is called childlike.

Soon Shang Jingwei came out lightly again, holding a large glass jug in her hand, which was a common thing in the wine cellar, and there was a pale red sweet potato wine in it.

Walking with the girl, she thought that she would suddenly appear again while the two loli were drinking, so as to bring them more damage

The route is a little wrong Ning Daguan followed behind and found that this was not the room of the two loli because their rooms were all courtyards next to the women and were all in the backyard and this direction that courtyard that was

The courtyard of Hailan Zhuhai Lanzhu

Ning Daguan didn't know anything, he only knew that he really scolded God before he fainted

There is a slight sense of familiarity after waking up.

"Why are you dizzy here again? It's all Jing Wei's fault. Ning Zhiyuan suddenly thought with some gritted teeth.

"Jingwei, come over and let my brother hug me." Ning Daguan opened his eyes and saw that the two loli beside the bed were looking at him intently, and said with a grin.

"Brother Ziyu hug me." Xing Yuan snorted, "Don't hug this little girl." ”

Shang Jingwei also hummed and threw herself into Ning Zhiyuan's arms, and at the same time, Xing Yuan also made the same action, pressing Ning Daguan down on the bed, but fortunately, the weight was not heavy.

Ning Zhiyuan got up and sandwiched the two Loli between his arms, the slightly familiar smell in the room made him take a deep breath, and what was lighter than Da Yu'er's body was the taste of Hai Lanzhu.

"Jingwei, if you want to drink, you just tell your brother, why do you take it secretly, it's not good, you know?" Ning Daguan remembered the matter, and said with some seriousness, for these little girls, they are happy, he has never restricted anything.

Shang Jingwei snorted and whispered, "I want to drink that kind of spirit, and my sister won't let Jingwei drink it." ”

"What?" Ning Zhiyuan was surprised and looked at the girl who was being held by himself.

I won't drink much of that kind of wine, this little girl took so much out at once, this is to be, this is to become an immortal? He always thought that Shang Jingwei was taking a low-purity sweet wine like sweet potatoes.

"That" Ning Zhiyuan hugged the little girl and hugged her in a comfortable position, "Your sister is right, how can a child drink such strong wine." Wei Wei was still a little embarrassed, he just said that there was no limit, he would tell himself what he wanted, and it changed in a blink of an eye.

"But that's how Sister Hai Lanzhu and Yu'er drink, and the wine they drink is not as good as this kind of wine, hum." Shang Jingwei said unconvinced.

"yes, yes." Xing Yuan nodded vigorously on the right hand side of Ning Daguan, it was rare for them to agree so much this time, which surprised him a little.

At this moment, Ning Zhiyuan felt that a child of a few years old in modern times was drinking Erguotou, and it was the kind of fifty degrees, but looking at your two little girls, how could they not look like that kind of abnormal Lori?

He was a little confused. (To be continued.) )