Jiang Laosan touched Jiang Xiaohei's head: "Son, I'm leaving, you follow grandma obediently at home." ”

Jiang Xiaohei's immature little face was full of impatience, and he pushed him: "Let's go, Uncle Big Dog is waiting for you." ”

Jiang Laosan looked up to the sky and sighed, this son was raised in vain.

However, as soon as Jiang Laosan turned around, Jiang Xiaohei showed reluctance, and when Jiang Laosan walked away, his figure disappeared at the end of the road, Jiang Xiaohei was still watching at the gate of the courtyard, and his little face was full of reluctance.

Jiang Yao looked at it and naturally understood the little guy's thoughts.

I want his father to go out to do something and stop being idle, in fact, I am still reluctant.

Jiang Laosan is not stingy, but he has raised a good son who is sensible.

Jiang Yao was free and decided to sort out the blind boxes that had been opened in the past two days.

She entered the room, fastened the door, put her hand on the mark of the key, and with a thought of her, entered the small warehouse.

On the floor of the small warehouse are the blind boxes that have been opened in the past two days.

This time, I opened a lot of daily necessities.

Shampoo, toothbrushes, toothpaste, all from dry trash cans.

In the wet trash can, glutinous rice and yeast are opened......

Jiang Yao's eyes fell on the yeast, and his eyes lit up, there is, brewing!

When Jiang Yao went to the town the day before yesterday, there was only one selling rice wine in the market, and Jiang Yao bought a jar, which tasted average and was quite expensive. What's more, Jiang Yao can make wine.

Before the crossing, she often brewed her own rice wine, and the taste was much better than that on the market.

Making sake maximizes the value of glutinous rice.

Then she started by brewing rice wine and earning her first pot of gold.

Jiang Yao decided, so he started and took a bag of glutinous rice and yeast out of the small warehouse.

Jiang Yao took the glutinous rice into the stove room and soaked the glutinous rice.

Mrs. Cheng was a little curious, this is not the time to eat, what is Jiang Yao doing?

"Yaoyao, what are you doing here?" Mrs. Cheng asked.

"Winemaking." Jiang Yao said.

"Winemaking? Yaoyao, this winemaking is quite difficult, our village is Li Dafu's family can make wine, it seems that he went to the south to learn from others, and he spent a lot of money to learn this. Who knew that the person who taught him was also lacking in virtue, the money was collected, but he didn't teach it all, and the taste of his brewing was a cut off from that of others, and he couldn't sell it when he went to the town. So, you better not toss. Mrs. Cheng said.

Zhao also heard this movement, and said deliberately: "Mother, Yaoyao is much smarter than Li Dafu, Li Dafu can't brew it, Yaoyao can do it, you just let her brew it." ”

The Zhao family was sure that Jiang Yao couldn't brew it.

This is wasted glutinous rice.

When Jiang Yao spent the ten taels of silver, he could only eat bran vegetables.

Mrs. Cheng glared at Zhao: "You dead mother-in-law, if you pinch indiscriminately, see if the old lady doesn't beat you to death!" ”

Zhao didn't dare to speak and walked away.

Mrs. Cheng walked in front of Jiang Yao and wanted to persuade again.

"Milk, don't worry, I know it. If we don't find a way to make some money, we'll have to drink the northwest wind. Jiang Yao said.

Mrs. Cheng was speechless for a moment, so she could only continue to scold Zhao: "I shouldn't have given the money to that mother-in-law in the first place, I'm really confused, and when the boss comes back, I have to have a good fight with him." ”

Jiang Yao felt that it was indeed a ghost.

In this novel, Jiang Xiu is the heroine and the pet of the entire Jiang family. Mrs. Cheng dotes on Jiang Xiu very much, and when she is a white lotus, Mrs. Cheng listens to her. The power of the Jiang family is actually in the hands of Zhao Chunyue.

Now, Mrs. Cheng can realize that she is obsessed with ghosts, and how much has she gotten rid of the control of the plot?

Jiang Yao first soaked the glutinous rice for half a day, then steamed it, and followed the familiar steps to make it step by step.

When it was done, I found a shady room and locked the door.

She didn't put it in the stove room, for fear that the Zhao family would make it bad.

This is all her hard work, and it has cost a lot of money, and the first pot of gold is here, so she can't make mistakes.

After Jiang Yao finished doing this, it was already night.

She knocked on Ji Huaiye's door and saw Ji Huaiye sitting by the window, looking out.

The weather in June was very hot and dry, but Ji Huaiye was like a big block of ice, and Jiang Yao felt that this room was extremely cool.

As soon as Jiang Yao came in, Ji Huaiye looked over.

Jiang Yao was busy, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her skin was flushed and crystal clear.

Ji Huaiye's gaze lingered on her face for a moment before retracting his gaze.

"You know how to make wine?"

"Of course, it's a good wine, and you still want to drink it after you drink it." Jiang Yao said.

Jiang Yao suddenly remembered that in the novel, Ji Huaiye tasted the world's fine wines, and got the name 'God of Wine', and the wine he favored would increase in sales. So the world's fine wine was sent to Ji Huaiye's face.

Jiang Yao was a little curious, what kind of evaluation could the wine she brewed be here in Ji Huaiye.

It's hard to be superior, but it shouldn't be inferior, so it should be a decent evaluation, right?

However, boasting about your wine in front of the god of wine does feel like there is an element of boasting.

"We'll see." Ji Huaiye Road.

"Is your leg pain getting better? Did you get better with the new medicine? Jiang Yao asked instead.

When she went to town, she bought some pain-relieving herbs, and when she changed the dressing yesterday, she asked the doctor to put it down, and I don't know if it worked.

"Much better." Ji Huaiye Road.

Jiang Yao nodded, it seems to be useful, the money was not spent in vain.

"Oh, Zhang Xiucai, you're here." An exaggerated cry came from outside the door, it was Zhao's voice, full of joy, "You came here, why did you bring so many things?" ”

Jiang Yao walked out curiously, and saw Zhang Caisheng standing at the door carrying two bags of Chinese cabbage.

Jiang Yao almost laughed, listening to Zhao's tone, why did he think that it was a valuable thing, but it turned out to be a cabbage that every family has, which is a few pennies at most, right?

However, this should be placed on the original body, which is indeed a little envious.

is not envious of Chinese cabbage, but envy of Zhang Caisheng's kindness to Jiang Xiu.

Zhang Caisheng also glanced at Jiang Yao, as if he was disdainful, and his eyes quickly fell on Jiang Xiu, his eyes were full of love and affection.

"Xiuxiu." Zhang Xiucai shouted softly.

Today's Jiang Xiu was obviously deliberately dressed up, wearing a light green dress, wearing a butterfly hairpin on his head, and smearing rouge on his face, which was so beautiful that Zhang Caisheng was stunned.

"Xiuxiu, Zhang Xiu has just come to see you, come and talk to someone." Zhao hurriedly said.

Jiang Xiu's dress was actually wanted to show Ji Huaiye, but Ji Huaiye didn't go out for most of the day......

Jiang Xiu's mind is now full of Ji Huaiye, and he has no thoughts about Zhang Xiucai at all.

In the past, Zhang Xiucai came to her, and she felt very happy when she saw Jiang Yao's jealous look. Now I saw Jiang Yao staring at the two bags of Chinese cabbage, with a look of disdain, that bit of coolness was gone, and I only felt ashamed.

Her mother was still calling her, so she had to reluctantly walk in front of Zhang Xiucai and thank her.

Zhang Xiucai originally wanted to ask her out to whisper, but who knew that she was embarrassed......

"Zhang Xiucai, don't embarrass your cousin, your cousin wants to stay at home and take care of Aye, although Aye doesn't need her to take care of her, but her cousin has this heart, you can satisfy her." Jiang Yao said deliberately, learning Jiang Xiu's white lotus tone, and handling it very accurately.