"Well, that's good~"

Lin Musen tasted the peach blossom wine he had blended, and the taste was as wonderful as before, and he felt that the effect of beauty and beauty was not bad, so he called Pan Wei to come and get the wine.

Pan Wei heard that there was finally peach blossom wine again, and the excited voice came out of the microphone very loudly, very suddenly, very loudly, even Da Mumu who was lying on the side was startled, bared his teeth, and expressed his extreme dissatisfaction, Lin Musen rubbed his face before Da Mumu behaved.

After chatting with Pan Wei for a while, Lin Musen hung up the phone and waited for him to come first.

At present, Lin Musen seems to only have an income from making wine, but this is not a long-term time, but let's take it slowly, pine pollen should make some money, but how to sell it? This is another problem, hey~

Leaning on the lying, enjoying the warm sunshine and breeze, putting down the things on the side first, without continuing to think deeply, Lin Musen picked up "Mountain Family Confession" again and watched it.

Reading a book still requires the environment and one's own calm mood to read, and there are too many things in your mind, but the more you read it, the more irritated you become.

A single muffin cake can cause such a reaction, and the other dishes must be even more extraordinary, so he continued to see with curiosity what he could cook.

There is a sentence in the book, Lin Musen thinks it makes sense, "Food has no fixed taste, and the palatable one is precious", which means that there is no fixed taste in food, as long as it is delicious.

From this book, we can find that the ancients were still very good at eating, such as what kind of forest fresh, boiled jade, mountains and seas, and snow soup............ The name is also very poetic, and it feels refreshing to listen to, and it feels delicious when you think about it.

As soon as you hear the name of Pang Lin Xian, you will know that it is the origin of the ingredients, write out its location, and the fresh is its taste, the name of a dish can be like this, not only interesting but also very reverial, it is really a feeling, it will make you feel the taste will not be bad at the first time.

In fact, this dish is about bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, in summer, when the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest are at their peak, dig an earthen stove on the edge of the forest, and cook the freshly dug bamboo shoots on the stove.

The water is mountain spring water, fuel, not the canned gas sold in the outdoor goods store, nor the wood in the stove, but the fallen leaves of the bamboo forest, pure natural, so that the bamboo shoots are boiled for lunch, it is called "Pang Lin Xian", which is very interesting and coveted.

Freshly dug bamboo shoots are immediately boiled, of course, the taste is the most delicious, and with the flowing spring water, the fallen leaves all over the ground create this seemingly simple but very interesting and seasonal dish, which is the most natural way to cook.

After Lin Musen looked at these practices, he suddenly felt that the bamboo shoots, tofu, taro, and oranges for many years seemed to be eaten in vain.

He had read it roughly before, and after reading it carefully, he knew the mystery of it, and then he found that the original foodie is a creature that is not divided into ancient and modern times, and the author of this book, Lin Hong of the Song Dynasty, can be said to be the best foodie among them.

In ancient times, literati had to write poems and essays when they ate delicious food, and modern people only took pictures, which is really visible and thought-provoking.

After watching for a while, he heard the neighing of the car stalling, and Lin Musen knew that Pan Wei was coming.

"Brother Sen, where's my wine, quick, let me see, I can't wait......"

The door of the old mansion was not closed, and within ten seconds of hearing the sound of the car, he heard Pan Wei's laughter, he seemed to know that Lin Musen was there, and after entering the door, he was talking while walking towards the backyard without stopping a step, and he was still carrying a big bag of things in his hand.

"Where is the wine in the kitchen, but what about the money?" Lin Musen slowly removed his gaze from the book, glanced at Pan Wei, and asked.

Pan Wei opened the burlap bag, revealing stacks of red Grandpa Mao, proudly showing Lin Musen, "Isn't it right here, you see, do you want to count." ”

Lin Musen expressed deep contempt for his behavior of packing money in burlap bags, and didn't he take the box to pack it: "You don't have to count, I believe you, and you can't pack it a little better, make it look like a bag of rags?"

"Hehe, it's not a hurry, just put it in your hand, and put it on, by the way, why do you want cash, just transfer it to your account." Pan Wei put down the bag, grabbed his hair and said with a dry smile.

"I'm going to use cash, okay, you go to the kitchen and be careful. ”

"Oh, yes, I promise to be careful, I can't be careful, that's all treasures!"

As soon as Pan Wei finished speaking, he hurriedly ran to the kitchen to move wine, very excited, and didn't ask Lin Musen why he wanted cash, as long as there was wine.

Lin Musen made five jars of wine this time, and because he was in urgent need of money, he sold them all to Pan Wei at one time, and told him that he would supply him with two jars a week, only a little.

This seems to be a sustainable deal, and it can solve Lin Musen's urgent needs now. The price remains the same, it is still 200,000 jars, and what is in the Panwei sack is the money to buy wine, one million.

This is also the money that Lin Musen is going to give to the villagers to pick pine pollen, otherwise the villagers will bring pine pollen to sell, and he will be embarrassed if he has no money to give, fortunately, there is Pan Wei, the king who sent pillows in time, otherwise Lin Musen will start selling cars and houses again.

"Brother Sen, thank you, you have helped me a lot, I will come to pick it up every Monday in the future, just according to the amount you said. Pan Wei came back with a happy face after moving the wine and said.

He had just sniffed the wine, and the fragrance was no worse than the last time, and he was relieved.

Lin Musen closed the book, took a closer look at Pan Wei, and felt that he was not the same as before, and became high-spirited. Although he used to be a kind of mixed social ruffian, now he looks more like a very shrewd and capable businessman and a successful person.

Pan Wei has indeed been a little high-spirited recently, and their family has not been very well treated by his grandfather's side before.

But since the last time the Peach Blossom Fairy Brew amazed them, now they have begun to please and flatter them, and they are enthusiastic about their family, and they all want to get wine from him, and offer all kinds of tempting conditions and all kinds of flattery.

Let Pan Wei have a feeling that you can't answer today, and you can't climb tomorrow.

Looking at the people around him who have become positive, sunny and enthusiastic, Lin Musen himself seems to be infected as if he can't help but be infected, and responds with a few words with a smile.

"By the way, Brother Sen, there's something I want to tell you?"

"Hmm. What's the matter?"

Pan Wei was about to go back after chatting a few words, and before he had walked a few steps, he remembered something, and hurriedly turned around and said, Lin Musen also asked.