Chapter Thirty-Nine: Still Three Generations

(Ask for support!) Ask for a ticket! )

Therefore, the gun shoots the first bird, this sentence is really not a nonsense.

Why don't you have to be the boss?

Li Yaoyang squatted there, looking at the few young people in front of him who were about the same age as him, and he felt infinite emotion in his heart - they were all children.

No one reported their home, and several companions identified it with their eyes, and it was the one on the very edge, with curly hair like Teddy.

"You're the leader? What is it called? Where to stay? Why are you grabbing our goods? ”

After waiting for a long time and not waiting for a response, Li Yaoyang scratched his head, could it be that there are too many questions, and the other party can't remember? Or do you have problems with your English?

Xiao Qi kicked him and scolded:

"What kind of dumb are you pretending to be? Say it! ”

"I..."

The little friend couldn't stand it, so he preemptively said:

"His name is Ron Frick, yes, you heard it right, his surname is Frick, if you are interested, you better let us go, otherwise you will die a miserable death, the legislators of the Big Apple are all guests of his house~"

This little friend seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw and shouted desperately.

"Damn! Shut up! Ron yelled at his little friend.

Fat Dun'er looked at Li Yaoyang blankly:

"Is there anything special about this surname?"

"Frick? It can't be the Frick of Pittsburgh, right? ”

Li Yaoyang is also not sure, in his impression, there is only one famous historical figure surnamed Flick.

But if it was really that person, why did his descendants come out and rob it?

Another friend said to Ron:

"hey~ It's important to save your life, don't hide your identity, admit it, escape this catastrophe first~"

The more I talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes, and it seems that I haven't run away.

Ron was a child after all, stimulated by his little friend, gritted his teeth and said:

"I'm Frick and I'm from Frick in Pittsburgh~"

Li Yaoyang's face was solemn, if it was true, this joke would be too big, kidnapping the descendants of the steel tycoon?

Once exposed, his name will surely go down in history.

"Boy, who are you Henry Flick?"

"It's his grandfather!" It's a little friend who rushes to answer.

Li Yaoyang said coldly:

"Shut up, from now on, I just want to hear Ron's voice, and then a second voice, I chop your hand."

As soon as the threat came out, it worked immediately.

Ron finally broke the jar and stared at Li Yaoyang:

"He's already said it, that's the answer~"

'Hiss~' Li Yaoyang took a cool breath.

Xiao Wu felt bad and pulled Li Yaoyang out of the door:

"Brother Yang, what's wrong? This kid is troublesome? ”

"It's not trouble, it's a special time bomb!"

"Huh?"

"Have you heard of Carnegie Steel in Pittsburgh?"

"Of course, that's a steel giant~"

"Henry Frick is the chairman of Carnegie Steel, the best partner of the steel king~"

"Huh?"

"But now it's time to retire, but it's still one of the top tycoons in this country~"

Xiao Wu never thought that he just wanted to safely bring people back to Li Yaoyang for interrogation, but he brought back a big trouble.

No, as Li Yaoyang said, it was a time bomb, and it was extremely unstable, and it could explode at any time.

"He~ he's the grandson of a steel tycoon, why did he come out to rob?" Xiao Wu couldn't figure it out when he scratched his head.

Li Yaoyang smiled bitterly:

"The devil knows, maybe it's the kids of rich families looking for excitement, right?"

Xiao Wu is about to cry:

"Why are you looking for excitement on our heads?"

"Okay, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, don't think about it so much~"

Patted him on the shoulder and re-entered the storeroom.

Because of this identity as protection, several young people completely calmed down, not only were they not afraid, but they were also looking directly at Li Yaoyang with provocative eyes.

If it weren't for the deterrent power of his gun, he would have to make a few jokes.

However, Li Yaoyang was not ready to play cards according to the routine, and he scolded the fat dun'er:

"Find a place to close it and wait until I understand before deciding what to do~"

Fat Dun'er didn't know who Flick was, he only listened to Li Yaoyang's orders, and it was useless for the Heavenly King Lao Tzu to come.

Ron and a few of them were stunned, what was the situation?

Disturbing routines play cards, shouldn't they be untied at this time, and then sent away with a good voice?

wants to eat fart, before he thinks it through, he stays here honestly.

Xiao Wu hesitated:

"One person does things and one person does it, it's really not good, I'll go to the steel tycoon to ask for guilt~"

"It's not that far, and besides, we are the victims, so why should we ask someone for the crime?"

"But..."

"No, but, let's do this first, wait until I think about it clearly, and before that, don't act rashly~"

Lingard felt his brain buzzing, and he felt like he had been hit head-on at the beginning of his career.

He decided to do what he had to do first, and then think about this trouble, and things had to come one by one.

It's like eating sugar gourds, you have to eat them one by one, you don't bite from the middle to eat, and it's easy to get wet all over your face.

When I returned to the tavern, I saw Roskoff hugging a wine girl talking about life, smiling a little silvery.

"Hey~lee~" approached, and Roskoff took the initiative to greet him, greeting him with a bottle of inferior beer.

"Good evening, are you free? I want to talk to you~"

Available? Of course I don't have time, isn't this talking to my sister about life and ideals?

The girl is still sensible, pecked him lightly on the face, and said softly:

"You talk to the boss first, I'll wait for you~"

"Oh~ so good, my dear little darling, look how I pamper you for a while~"

"I'm looking forward to it, my dear big baby~"

The name of these two people, Rou Ma opened the door to Rou Ma, and Rou Ma arrived home.

Li Yaoyang shuddered and waved his hand to let the young lady leave quickly.

Reluctantly looked at the back of the young lady leaving, and put the hand with the lingering fragrance in front of the nose and sniffed it gently, his face was full of intoxication.

"Damn, put away your pretentiousness, I'm about to throw up~" Li Yaoyang finally couldn't help but complain.

"You don't understand, you have to be extremely affectionate with women, and only in this way can you make them addicted."

"We'll talk about women later, for now, let's talk about business~"

"Business? What's wrong? You won't find a new seller, will you? Need me to ship the goods? No problem man, we're old friends..."

Li Yaoyang covered his forehead, he was already uncomfortable because of Ron's matter, and when he was stirred up by Roskoff like this, his brain was completely boiling:

"Shut up!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

After taking a few deep breaths to adjust his emotions, Li Yaoyang asked solemnly:

"Do you know anyone who can make wine?"

"Can you make wine? You mean bartenders? ”

"Sommelier + bartender, all of them~"

Roskoff's head had not yet been eroded by alcohol, and his misty eyes suddenly widened:

"You are going to make..."

Raise your index finger to block your mouth, see through it or not, everyone is still a good pot friend.

He covered his mouth and nodded repeatedly, indicating that he understood, shut up, and keep it secret!

"Do you know?" Li Yaoyang asked.

Roskoff covered his mouth, shook his head, and nodded again.

"What do you mean? Speak! ”

"I can make sake myself, but only by myself."

Li Yaoyang was stunned, this is a golden finger? Or is it unlucky enough that luck is starting to turn around?

"You know how to make sake?"

Roscoff threw his head up and said proudly:

"Everyone in our family knows, distillation, nothing, it's very simple."

MMP, Ya is still a Versailles, it's like a rich man telling you, money, it's easy, you can earn it casually.

It's very angry!

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Roskoff also drank too much, and said with some excitement:

"It's really simple, my father they often make their own sake ~"

"I didn't disbelieve," Li Yaoyang tried to explain himself.

"No~ you just don't believe it, but I didn't lie to you, my father they live in Tennessee, and there is a stream left from the mountains through our family's farm.

So they set up a stove in the storehouse, and then they took water from the stream and put it in the pot.

After the water is boiled, corn flour, sugar, yeast and other ingredients are poured in different proportions, and then they are stirred well, and finally the raw material mash for sake brewing is made.

With mash, making wine is simple.

According to my father, our family's sake brewing techniques have been passed down from our ancestors.

The finished mash is fermented and, after a few days, placed in distillation vats.

As the temperature in the retort gradually rises, drops of transparent liquor drip from the faucet.

But this is a head of wine, which must be poured out, not drunk, because it contains methane, which can kill and blind. ”

Listening to what he said, Li Yaoyang believed that this guy really knew how to make wine.

"In that case, why do you do shipping and don't make your own wine to sell? You should know how crazy the profits are here~"

Roskoff shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent:

"Of course I know, but I'm not interested~"

"Huh? You love to drink so much, but you're not interested in making sake? ”

"I didn't lie to you, I'm really not interested, I can make my own wine and drink it myself, but I won't sell it."

Li Yaoyang said that he did not understand, which is not logical.

"Man, it seems to me that wine is the best gift God has given to mankind, and it should be enjoyed and not used to make money."

"But you still make money by transporting wine~"

"It's different, I'm here to live."

Li Yaoyang shook his head and decided not to discuss this issue anymore, everyone thinks differently, and he can't force others to follow his own ideas, especially in the face of such idealists.

Yes, in his opinion Roscoff was a fanatical idealist, who regarded alcohol as a lifelong passion.

You can't convince such a person.

"Okay, so can you leave the way you make wine to me?"

hurriedly added: "Don't worry, I can pay you." ”

"Uhh

"Make a price, I promise not to make a counteroffer~"

After all, reality still oppressed his reason, and after struggling for a long time, he nodded:

"3, not 5,000 dollars, I guarantee that you can make high-quality whisky far beyond the world~"

"Deal!" Li Yaoyang said without thinking.

Roskoff took a sip of beer, slammed it on the table, and said with the strength of the wine:

"Let's go! I'll teach you now. ”

Love comes too fast like a tornado...

Dong Chou's voice echoed in his mind very inadvertently.