What man doesn't want to have a strong body at the age of seventy to fight a concubine?

But this person is old when he is old, irreversible, and he can't accept old age if he wants to.

But if there's anything you can do to slow down this aging, who can't resist trying?

Xue Miaomiao didn't say anything about the specific effect of this wine, but Mu Qingfeng probably heard it from between the lines, this wine must have the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, especially for men, he just took a sip, and he felt warm on his body, if he took it for a long time, it has always been effective in enhancing that aspect.

As long as you use this as a buying point, even if the wine does not taste good, there have always been many dignitaries who are willing to buy it.

What's more, the taste of this wine is really good, there is no bloody smell at all, there is no medicinal taste, and the taste of the wine is still very good, which can definitely become a pursuit that men flock to.

"I didn't think about buying this wine, its raw materials are not good, it is unlikely that you want to produce it in large quantities, at most you can only make limited purchase wine, and you may only produce less than fifty jars per year, if you want to use this wine to make a name for yourself, it is not possible to make money with her."

Not to mention the difficulty of brewing, the key point is that the raw materials are relatively rare, if you are unlucky, you can't get a deer in a year, which means that she can't make a jar of wine in a year, if she makes a fortune from this, probably her winery will starve to death.

"However, Brother Mu reminded me that I can brew other medicinal wines with the same effect, and after the cost of materials is reduced, it can be produced in large quantities."

Of course, this has to be based on her rich medical knowledge, and this will have to wait until she worships Dr. Li's master.

"Do you make any other medicinal wines?"

Mu Qingfeng glanced at Xue Miaomiao, thought thoughtfully, and finally didn't hold back, and asked in a deep voice.

"Where?"

When she asked this, Xue Miaomiao looked Mu Qingfeng up and down meaninglessly, as if she suspected that he had some kind of problem.

"Don't look around."

Xue Miaomiao's hair stood up all over her body, she glared at her angrily, couldn't help but raise her hand and knocked her on the head, and snorted coldly: "It's my father, he has rheumatic pain, and every time he hurts, it's like he's going to go to half his life, if you can help make medicinal wine to relieve this aspect, I'll buy some and send it to the imperial capital to give it to him, and I can count my filial piety." ”

Is this really the Xue Miaomiao he knows?

A girl who expresses something embarrassing so explicitly, and is not ashamed at all, has to wonder if she is a girl after all.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help glaring at Zhao Han again, and privately thought that the reason why Xue Miaomiao was so different was entirely because of Zhao Han's problem.

"This ......"

Hearing this, Xue Miaomiao reacted, thought for a while, and said: "My adoptive father left some medicinal wine recipes, you wait for me to ponder and ponder, and later ask a famous teacher for guidance, brew two jars of this kind of wine for you before winter, and let you send it to your father to try the effect, but before that, you'd better let your father tell him about his physique and physical condition, otherwise, I'm afraid that I will use some taboo medicinal materials, it will not be good." ”

The most important thing is that because of the different physique of individuals, what is suitable for Mu Qingfeng is not necessarily suitable for his father, since it is brewed for his father, it is better to figure out some, so as not to make mistakes.