A loud shout interrupted Lan's broken thoughts, and he saw that the room facing the courtyard gate was opened, and Mrs. Zhang walked out of it with a cane.

The originally impatient face instantly turned into a spring breeze after seeing Zhang Ruoyu.

"Hello is back? Are you tired? I told you to rest for two days, why did you run into the woods again? ”

Zhang Ruoyu is a little uncomfortable, 'Good Bao' is her nickname.

"I'm not tired," she had to ignore the title, "Grandma, this is Ah Ling, I met him in the woods, and I want him to raise it at home for two days, okay?" ”

"This ......" Mrs. Zhang didn't want to agree, but she had always hurt Zhang Ruoyu, and when she saw her looking at herself, she simply nodded and said, "Okay, if you want to raise him, our family can still squeeze out some food." ”

Hearing this, Lan Shi was reluctant, and couldn't help but stand up and shout: "Squeeze? Where to squeeze from? Where did we get our rations? It's not all my grandfather who earned it outside! I don't care, I don't agree! ”

A trace of disdain flashed in Zhang Ruoyu's eyes, her eldest uncle recruited cats and dogs to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and he never went home, and asked for money when he came back.

Originally, the Zhang family was not like this, there were always some ancestral properties, and they were not all lost by the uncle.

Now the income of the whole family is the little salary that Zhang Ruoyu's father brings back every month, and their family has no strong labor, so naturally they can't cultivate the land, and their lives are declining.

Mrs. Zhang didn't even give Lan a look, and frowned, "What are you yelling about?" Ah Wu hasn't had a serious business until now, isn't it all because of you, a loser? Let me tell you, if my wife doesn't die for a day, the Zhang family won't be able to speak to you, so don't hurry up and do your work, lazy things! ”

This is Mrs. Zhang.

Zhang Ruoyu sighed in her heart, Mrs. Zhang's kindness to her and the original owner is true, and it is also true that she is patriarchal, and the reason why she dislikes the Lan family is because she feels that her son will not be wrong.

In the same way, she will be obedient to Zhang Ruoyu, all because of her current identity as a 'male baby'.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Zhang looked at Zhao Ling again: "Okay, take him into the house, sleep with you first, and wait for me to come back and clean up the firewood room." ”

"Thank you, grandma," Zhang Ruoyu said, "Actually, I dug up some green roots in the forest today, which can be made to make wine and sell, and many people in the county love to drink it." ”

"Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want."

Yes, as soon as I heard this, I knew that Mrs. Zhang didn't take it to heart at all.

Zhang Ruoyu didn't bother anymore, and dragged Zhao Ling back to the house.

"You sit down first, and I'll get you some medicine."

Zhao Ling was a little cramped: "Thank you, I will definitely repay you after I successfully report on my work." ”

Zhang Ruoyu was rummaging through the cabinet door, was stunned when she heard this, and said with a smile: "You don't have to take what my aunt said, she is that kind of person, the family is not as difficult as she said, and I can make a lot of money when I sell wine." ”

"You know how to make wine?"

"Don't dare to say it, my winemaking skills are definitely among the best."

Zhang Ruoyu smiled smugly and approached Zhao Ling with a medicine bottle.

In her last life, she immersed herself in winemaking for more than 20 years, and her skin and flesh were full of wine, how could her craftsmanship be poor.

But Zhao Ling didn't know, but he looked at her very brightly, and said, "Well, I believe you, it must be fine." ”

As he spoke, he took off his shirt, revealing a knife wound, Zhang Ruoyu gasped, and after thinking about it, she took the opportunity to go out to fetch water and took out a pot of spirits from the space.

There is no alcohol here, only spirits are used instead.

"It's just a pity that my lady is drunk."

Zhang Ruoyu muttered, went back to the house, and wiped Zhao Ling's wound with a cotton cloth dipped in wine: "Bear with it, it hurts a little." ”

"It's okay," Zhao Ling moved his nose, "What kind of wine is this?" Did you make it too? ”

"Yes, I brewed a drunken lady."

"It's so fragrant......"

Zhang Ruoyu smiled, thinking that it could not be fragrant? This lady drunk is her 'debut', it was with this that she entered the small circle of ancient winemaking, and this lady drunk can also afford the name of royal tribute wine.

She looked at Zhao Ling's wound and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, the wound is not deep, take care of it." ”

As she spoke, she saw that Zhao Ling's eyes always fell on the small pot of lady drunk, so she simply poured out a small cup and handed it to him: "Taste?" ”

Zhao Ling was a little embarrassed, but he still took a small sip, and then his eyes lit up: "It's delicious!" ”

Sweetness and mellowness exist in this glass of wine at the same time, it is really rare, Zhao Ling has to admit that this is the best wine he has ever drunk, thinking that he is also a golden jade and noble, but he never expected that the ancients were deep in the wine and the alley was true.

The art of making sake was actually made by a young man from a mountain village.

With the help of alcohol, Zhao Ling fell asleep on the wooden bed that was temporarily carried into the house, while Zhang Ruoyu went to the innermost bathing place in the room, and made sure that Zhao Ling would not wake up for a while before entering the space.

This space is called 'Lingjiu', which is full of spiritual energy and makes the whole body unobstructed, and you can see fertile soil everywhere, which is convenient for growing crops, and there are some tools for making wine not far away.

In fact, if you look at it seriously, those tools are exactly the same as those in Zhang Ruoyu's winery in her previous life, which makes her very sure that this space is related to her own crossing.

She first brought water into the space from outside, took a simple shower, and then planted the green roots, and some of the ripe green roots were used to make wine.

Grinding, fermentation...... After a complete set of separation techniques, Zhang Ruoyu's eyes were straight, and the rest was to use a wooden urn to mix the separated green root juice with rice bran and seal it, fortunately, the flow rate of space and real time was different.

One day outside, half a month in the space, if you want to save it for two days, you can take it out and sell it.

Zhang Ruoyu came out of the space, looking at the wooden barrel in the corner, she was a little moved.

I sweated a lot today, and just now I washed it in the space just to prevent the sweat from contaminating the wine and vanilla, and it was still cold water, and now I see the wooden barrel in the bath, and I feel very tired.

She walked out and saw that Zhao Ling had left a note, saying that she was going out, so she also went out of the house to look around, but she didn't see Zhao Ling.

It is simply impossible to lose such a big person, Zhang Ruoyu boiled water and poured it into the wooden barrel, planning to take advantage of Zhao Ling's absence to take a hot bath first.

Before entering the bathtub, she didn't forget to block a pure wooden screen to ensure that Zhao Ling couldn't see it when he came back.

Everything went well, but who would have thought that it was such a coincidence, she came out of the water after washing her front feet, and the door of the back foot room was pushed open by Zhao Ling, followed by a series of hurried steps.

"Ruoyu, I found you soap, you can wash it later!"

"Don't come here yet!"