"Girl, who did you call just now?"

"For Ruan Yu, he stole our stool to sell, I just called him to get the stool back for me."

"Mom, he sold this stool for 500,000 yuan, and if I don't tell him, he will still be kept in the dark.

Our stool is so valuable, I can't let him take it back, just sell it for 500,000 yuan, it's too cheap for those black-hearted businessmen. Ruan Qing pursed his lips.

"W-is this going to work? Ruan Yu is a young man who has just graduated, what idea can he have? The stool was sold. ”

"Heh, Mom, then you underestimate him, Ruan Yu, this kid, just outside, like a clear and stupid college student."

"He has a lot of eyes, and you don't know." Hmph, don't think you don't know, when that kid lived here, he hacked her hands and tried to steal information.

Her secrets are hidden in her head.

"Alright, let's stay here if we're fine, Mom, I have a new idea." Ruan Qing said and stretched out his hand to put his arm around the old lady's shoulder.

Huang Mu's eyelids jumped, why did she think there was nothing good.

As long as this daughter has a mouth, then they are designated to break her leg.

"If you want to make something new, eh, don't tell me, you go to your father, I don't have three heads and six arms to toss for you." Huang Mu directly refused.

Will Ruan Qing just let the plan stillborn?

That can't be specified.

"Mom, my idea, it's not something new, it's normal, if you don't increase your workload, it's a matter of the way."

Yellow Mother: ...... How did she think it sounded familiar, as if someone had said that he was going to build a pig farm last time, and he was also saying something in passing.

As a result, the pig farm was built, and this person had no work all day long, and the work of feeding chickens, ducks, and pigs was all up to them.

This is to take care of the vegetable field, and it is also to take care of the mess in the back mountain, every day when you open your eyes, it's a bunch of things.

It's completely different from the life of the hostess of the farm she imagined, just an old mother.

Huang Mu now heard Ruan Qing call her "numb" in a good voice, so she reflexed, "It's over, it's not good." ”

"Oh, guess I believe your or not." Huang Mu rolled her eyes at her.

"Oh, my good numbness, hemp."

"Okay, okay, the flesh is numb, let's say.

I can tell you in advance, this is too much work, we must not do it.

You don't see that the front and back of this mountain are too busy. ”

"I promise, I promise, it's definitely not a lot of work."

"Tell me, what do you want." Huang Mu was looking at her.

"I want to make wine, Mama." Ruan Qing looked at Huang Mu flatteringly, behaved very flatteringly, and pinched Huang Mu's shoulders.

"Winemaking?" Huang Mu enjoyed Ruan Qing's affection.

"I just want you, when making New Year's wine, by the way, to mix me with several new flavors of rice wine, for example, strawberry-flavored, orange-flavored, grapefruit-flavored, lemon-flavored, and so on."

"What are you doing?" Huang Mu turned her head directly, "Can you drink such rice wine?" ”

"Why can't you drink it? I've even bought it for you to taste. Ruan Qing said as he took out two bottles of frosted glass fruit wine from behind him.

The delicate glass bottle, with the peach and orange wine inside, is particularly beautiful.

"If your wife can make it by tasting it, then it won't be your wife." Huang Mu sighed.

"Oh, I'm the most capable, I'm in the world, I won't learn!"

"It's easy to say, rice doesn't cost money, your rice fell from the sky." Huang Mu said, stretched out her hand and took the two bottles of wine in her hand.

The mouth is upright, and her wife is also!

She knew her mother would be interested.

Huang Mu took a sip, and the rich fruity aroma was mixed with a faint taste of wine.

The alcohol content is 12, not high, slightly drunk.

At first, it has a juice-like taste, rich and mellow, not at all like rice wine, but the moment you swallow the wine, the aftermath comes up.

It won't get you drunk, but it will feel like you're on top.

"This wine is kind of interesting." Huang Mu was interested.

"What to do, is there a way?"

"I went online to Baidu, probably ......"

Before she finished speaking, Huang Mu's knife eye arrived.

"Baidu, if the formula on the Internet is true, will the store outside the house still be open? You don't want to think about it, this fruit wine is so easy to make, why don't people do it, you have to buy it on the Internet. ”

……

"It's up to me."

"Mother, don't worry, wait for me to go to Monkey Mountain and move a rescuer."

"Those monkeys can make wine, maybe it's the same principle as this fruity rice wine."

Yellow Mother: ...... I feel like my daughter is a tease sent by a monkey.

Nguyen Tao Yuan: ...... My sister seems to have been assimilated by monkeys.

She remembered the monkey wine that the monkeys had hidden in the hollow of the tree.

opened a live broadcast, brought Friday, an indigenous resident, to discuss wine with the Monkey King.

"Eh, the theme of today's live broadcast is: watching monkeys make wine."

"Watch Brother Monkey make wine?!"

", this won't deceive, right, monkeys still make wine?"

"What kind of monkey wine was there before, wasn't it made by monkeys, maybe it will."

"The anchor is really a high-tech and daring person, and he dares to let the monkey make wine, can he drink the wine?"

"Even if you don't drink it, it's enough to just take it out and show off, I heard that monkey wine is expensive, and you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life if you auction it once."

"The small bench is in place, waiting for Brother Monkey to make wine."

"Big brother Ollie!"

……

Ruan Qing sent Friday to get involved, and Friday was already able to understand people's words by now.

But I can't speak.

His role is more like a listener, listening to her quietly most of the time.

Ask her a few words from time to time.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Friday danced in front of her.

"You mean the Monkey King agreed? And would you like to give me their private collection of good wine? Ruan Qing was surprised.

Following the graceful steps of the Monkey King, she came to a place where she had never been before.

Under a large tree that looks a little 1,000 years old.

The Monkey King walked into the tree hole, and when she walked in, she realized that the trunk of the tree inside had been hollowed out.

Only the surrounding ring of tree tendons remained, clinging to the trunk.

Ruan Qing had an idea.

She wanted to get the tree back to make a tree house, and the tree was big enough to have branches, and there was a thousand-year-old tree next to it.

It's like a male and a female.

Follow the Monkey King, there are still floors in this big tree, it's amazing my monkey brother!

Walking up the spiral staircase, there are jars one after another, and the mouths of the cans are sealed with leaves and tied with straw ropes.

This rough workmanship, if it's not a monkey, can it still be a human?

Suspicious, she looked at Friday, who explained to her that these were made by the monkey people.

"And where did these crockpots come from?"

"Twitter, twitter."

"You can't do it yourself."

The monkey next to her gave her a thumbs up, as if to say, "Girl, you're so smart." ”

"Really?!" Ruan Qing originally looked at the crude clay pot and was still a little puzzled, this kind of clay pot was obviously not circulated in the market.

On the contrary, it looks like the kind in ancient times, similar to something dug up from the ruins of the Yuanmou people.