The brothers returned to the forest house and entered the backyard, which has a large space and many houses.

They began to make their own utensils for making wine.

If it was Lin Su in the past, of course he couldn't do such a professional job, but now he can, with a force, the thin iron sheet is slowly bent into a circle, and the problem arises, how to weld?

Lin Su didn't seek the answer to the question, Lin Jialiang found a solution first, he pinched the edges of the two sides into two card slots, and closed them towards the middle, hey, tightly.

Lin Su looked at his second brother as if he didn't know him.

The ancients didn't need nails to make houses, but only connected them with a mao, referring to his second brother's self-taught talent?

His second brother is also sighing, this thin iron sheet is clearly a big iron door that is forced to flatten, Mr. Baoshan is really a god!

Yes, a mountain and a mountain high!

About an hour, all the preparations were ready, and a strangely shaped iron container appeared in the yard, as well as a few long iron pipes, which were also pinched out by the second brother, Niu B, right?

Lin Jialiang invested great enthusiasm, and after everything was ready, he asked Lin Su, when will it be officially started?

I completely forgot that yesterday he solemnly warned the third brother that the gentleman should be far away from the kitchen, and he should be far away from the winery.

People always change.

Mr. Baoshan is a famous man in the world, and he is so attentive to wine.

This wine is related to the livelihood of 100,000 displaced people in the river beach, so he is also interested.

But Lin Su told him that making sake is not so easy, it needs to make koji, it needs to be steamed several times, and it is completely unknown whether it can be made in the end.

The time span is at least seven to ten days.

Koji, Lin Su is sure, he can make old noodles overnight, and naturally he can also make koji, which is nothing more than a matter of material selection.

But he wasn't sure if the rice could be drunk, because he didn't know the internal composition of the rice, so he needed to test it.

This is the end of the matter in front of us.

When the brothers came out of the backyard, they saw an old man in the front yard, the shopkeeper of Haining Building, and he brought some wine and food.

Although there is no mention of the poem, how did the brothers not understand?

The boss of Haining House is chasing poetry.

Lin Su promised Ding Hai that within three days, he would write a wine poem to Haining Building, and this matter had already spread, and even some famous people in the capital rushed over from thousands of miles, waiting to see it, Ding Hai was a little pressured.

Mother Lin saw Lin Su coming over and spoke: "San Lang, you promised Haining Lou to give them a wine poem tomorrow, right?" ”

"Yes, mother!"

"People do not stand without faith, so think well tonight."

"I went out for a walk today, and I have gained a lot, and I have already conceived it, and the shopkeeper can go now."

The shopkeeper's great joy, Lin Gongzi is a true god!

Please!

Mother Lin is also very happy, her son is promising, and her mother is the most happy, she didn't like poetry before, but since yesterday, she suddenly likes it very much, her son's two poems, she copied them word by word several times, put them in the bedroom and look left and right, how to see how to like it......

Only Lin Jialiang's eyes flashed with a strange look, third child, you deliberately indicated that it was because you went out for a spin, so you gained a lot, is it a foreshadowing? Ready to hang out later?

Brother knows that you don't like to study behind closed doors, but scientific research is like this, you don't like it, you have to do it, think of a way to let this genius peerless, but restless brother stay in the study?

Unless...... Unless you find him a beautiful maid!

There is a maid by her side, and the red-sleeved fragrance can keep people......

God testifies that it took a lot of effort to get Lin Jialiang, who was almost stupid when he read sage books, to come up with such a method.

Lin Su went, and Lin Jialiang came to his mother's side.

"Aren't you going to Haining Tower?"

"I won't go, anyway, as long as the third brother writes poetry, it will soon spread to the world, am I afraid that I won't be able to read this poem?"

"Whoever writes poetry can always spread it to the world!" The mother's eyes were full of brilliance, and the pride in her heart was about to overflow......

"Mother, is there really no way to turn back on the third brother's family business?"

The smile on Lin Mu's face suddenly disappeared, and she sighed softly: "I hope it's okay, half a month ago, San Lang's poem was not broadcast, and people only quit the marriage, today's San Lang, such talent, who in the world is not well-known?" Maybe the Zhou family will come again tomorrow and the day after tomorrow......"

"If you want me to say, it's okay to retire, the third brother is a peerless talent, why worry about not having a good girl to match? The Zhou family tends to be inflammatory, falls into the well, has no faith, and may not be a good match for the third brother. ”

"Where is there no grass at the end of the world? Is it? Mother Lin chanted softly.

"Mother, do you know this sentence too?"

"Who doesn't know? This morning, the holy sound spread throughout the nine countries and thirteen continents, and even a deep woman like Wei Niang can also see it. This poem...... Oh, no, I like this kind of word very much, I really like it, but I don't know which great Confucian created such a magical literary path. ”

Lin Jialiang almost said a word, but stopped urgently, what he wanted to say was: If my mother likes it, let the third brother write more in the future.

"Mother, find a ...... for the third brother Find a bed warmer! ”

"Huh?" Mother Lin was surprised and delighted: "Your third brother asked you to say it?" ”

This son used to be a dog and a horse, maybe because he was too young, and he was not too defiled, it used to be the only advantage, but now it is different, now San Lang is a famous person in the world, celebrities are often not normal, some like wine, some like painting, some see through the red dust to be a monk, of course she hopes that her son is normal.

And the normal embodiment is to like women and give her a big fat grandson.

Lin Jialiang's face was a little abnormal: "No! He didn't say it, I figured it out myself......"

Mother Lin's face began to be a little wrong, your brother didn't say it, you figure it out yourself, do you have a jade building by yourself, looking for fun in the boudoir every day, pushing yourself and others to figure out your third brother's intentions? My mother has long wanted to talk to you about three chapters of the law, and your focus is still on reading, not playthings......

Lin Jialiang said: "Mother, you will understand if you listen to my explanation." The third brother is good at everything, just one, he can't calm down and study, he always wants to go out and play, I thought, if there is a beautiful bed warmer girl tied to him, maybe he can sit down in the study. ”

Mother Lin's face changed: "Didn't you just say it in the morning?" It is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles......"

"It's good to travel thousands of miles, but you can't always run away, you can't read the Four Books and Five Classics on the road, how cruel the scientific examination is, it's really not good to rely on poetry alone......"

"You have a point, look at the little peach...... Is Little Peach okay? ”

"This maid is not qualified for ordinary people, she must read some books to accompany the third brother to study, Xiao Tao has not read, she may not be able to."

"Most of the women in the world can study, most of them are beautiful girls, which lady is willing to warm the bed without a name?"

yes, it's a dead knot.

The mother and son discussed there for a long time, and they didn't notice that there was a woman behind them who was about to cry, she was Xiao Tao.

Haining Building, full of friends, Lin Su came in, and Ding Hai greeted him personally.

The expressions of the scribes in the audience were different, some were full of envy, some were full of disdain, some were sneering, and a few of them opened their folding fans and put on a posture of looking for trouble at any time.

Among them, there are two Lin Su who know, and they are two of the ten shows in Quzhou.

Guiyang Gongzi and Du Yulang.

Yesterday, Lin Su slapped Zhang Xiu's face fiercely, but in fact, the palm wind swept the faces of these two by the way.

In front of the saint, no one dared to retaliate against him, but it did not mean that this group of proud sons of heaven would let go of the knot in their hearts.

No one is the son of the poet, no one can guarantee that the next poem is peerless, how many geniuses in the world occasionally burst out of inspiration, shocking the world, but in the later period, Jiang Lang was exhausted and obscure?

They came here today just to catch a loophole, as long as there is a loophole in his poems, as long as his poems are not of the highest quality, they have a chance.

As long as they are given a chance, they can spread the stigma of Lin Su's deception and stealing his reputation all over the world overnight.

And they also absolutely believe that as long as they defile him once, his literary roots will be unstable, and his poetry will regress rapidly, and in the end, he will really lose sight of everyone.

Because Lin Su does not know the Four Books and Five Classics, and his background is insufficient, this kind of person is the easiest to be short-lived.

In the Great Cangguo, among the younger generation, such a bullish figure is not allowed, which is the consensus of young people all over the world.

Lin Su is an eighteen-year-old young man in this world.

But in that world, he had insight into the world.

How can these feudal natives who have not grown up hide from his eyes?

He didn't even need to look at it to know what kind of flamboyant intestines these people were turning in their stomachs......