Lao Hou followed Song Shushu out of the gate, and then walked around in place, his thin monkey face was swollen red, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Uncle Hou, what's wrong?"

Lao Houkaba glanced at him a few times, and then whispered: "You Aunt Xiong ......"

"Ah, at my place!"

"Then I'm not going!" Lao Hou kept twisting his body like a shy girl.

Song Shushu was a little anxious, he promised to do well yesterday, and today he was going to make a wine barrel, and he changed his mind overnight.

The first shot that led Ganxi Village to get rich was Lao Hou's fruit wine industry.

If Lao Hou picks a squib and turns it into a squib, the blow to himself will be fatal, in the future, where will these monster villagers trust themselves again, and then talk about getting rich, Wu Tiangui, a conservative, has something to say, is it possible that he will waste his years in Ganxi Village.

Song Shushu grabbed Lao Hou, who was about to go back, and didn't care about the words in a hurry, and said with a little anxious face: "I said Uncle Hou, you are still not a gentleman, what can you do with that little matter for a lifetime, besides, you two have also been enmity several times, no matter what you say, our grandfathers are taking advantage, Aunt Xiong doesn't care, what do you care!"

"Who is taking advantage!" Lao Hou suddenly jumped up, and then immediately lowered his voice, "Lao Tzu didn't take advantage!

Song Shushu looked at him with a weak and short of breath look, and secretly pouted, he was another scumbag who lifted his pants and didn't admit it.

However, thinking about it on the other hand, the old Hou's blue lips at the beginning, and Aunt Xiong's red flutter, like a face dyed with flower juice, it is really hard to say who takes advantage of this thing and who suffers.

This old man belongs to the donkey, so he has to follow the hair, Song Shushu hurriedly said: "Okay, good, you didn't take advantage, but the opportunity is right in front of you, can't we take advantage of it!"

"Do I still need to take advantage of her, don't do it!"

"Yes, yes, Uncle Hou is suave, a pear blossom pressed begonia, there is really no need to take advantage of my Aunt Xiong, and when our fruit wine industry is completed, Uncle Hou can drink whatever wine you want, it's a big deal, let's set up a small burning workshop by ourselves, let's brew and drink it ourselves, not to mention 60 degrees of loose arms, even if it is 80 degrees and 90 degrees of spirits, we have the final say, and ......"

Song Shushu originally wanted to say, when we make money, let's repair the house again, and then find a beautiful little daughter-in-law.

But casually mentioned that he had built a small burning workshop, and Lao Hou's eyes had already flashed with light, and his mind was full of carriages.

Think about the picture of drinking while drinking, Lao Hou is already about to get eight points drunk.

Lao Hou stomped his feet, with a heroic look, "It's a big deal, I'll sacrifice again!"

Song Shushu pouted secretly, whether the nature is different or not, scum is scum, what are you looking for those reasons.

Aunt Xiong was intervened by a third party back then, and she still remembers it, and then she still dragged Lao Hou, obviously when he was a spare tire.

This relationship is really messy, it's really hard to say who is right and who is wrong, it's really hard to say, just in response to Hu Li's words, only children can see right and wrong!

But now that he is asking for the old man, naturally he is what he says, and besides, this little between the male and female, whoever gets involved in it can't make sense.

Lao Hou walked with his hands behind his back and followed Song Shushu to the village committee, and said solemnly as he walked: "That kind of demon wood barrel is definitely gone, but you can use oak to make a barrel, I see that there are a few oaks in the wooden square you pulled, and it is no problem to make three or five wine barrels!"

Song Shushu secretly calculated that a barrel as high as one meter square and one meter and a half would be one and a half tons when full, and if you get two or three, it would be more than ten tons of fruit wine.

Lao Hou shot, the fruit wine will be popular, we take the niche route, engage in hunger marketing, so as to maximize profits, a dozen tons of fruit wine at a time, a lucrative small industry, for Ganxi Village, completely enough.

The main thing is that he doesn't dare to do more, the monsters in the village are too lazy, too lazy to have no manpower available.

If it weren't for Hu Li's use of demonic power that is better than any machine, I'm afraid that this small industry wouldn't be able to do it.

Song Shushu knows which is oak and which is pine.

Lao Hou's eyes wandered around the wooden square, and the chubby Aunt Bear was surprisingly nimble, and she ran over at once, picking out all the oaks.

Lao Hou glanced at her, didn't pay attention to it, reached out and picked up the oak square, and looked back and forth, and Aunt Xiong stood beside him aggrievedly, with her hands twisted in front of her, anyone who saw her like this would stand on her side for no reason, and scolded Lao Hou for being a fighter among scumbags.

"Let's make it up and use it, at least it's not insect-stationed, and it can be a bucket!"

Lao Hou said, with a wave of his hands, the wood side made a soft sound again and again, and the wood shavings that were as thin as cicada wings fell like snowflakes, and the wood side became smooth.

Song Shushu hurriedly collected these wood shavings, this thing is the best thing to use to start a fire!

It has only been less than a month since I came to Ganxi Village, and I have been on fire to the big stove, which is already a familiar road, and it has the meaning of changing to the direction of the chef.

Five fingers wide and one finger thick, the wooden planks were piled together, and then, Song Shushu and Lao Hou began to stare at each other.

Just a bunch of wooden strips, how to make a bucket?

Lao Hou raised his eyebrows at Brother Feng.

Song Shushu blinked his eyes, not understanding what was going on.

Lao Hou coughed lightly and said: "The new wood will be a little damp, if you do this, the barrel will be deformed and leaky, and the cooking bucket is not qualified, so you have to dry it in the shade for two or three years!"

Song Shushu's eyes are about to pop out, how can he have time to wait for two or three years!

At this time, Brother Feng shook his head slightly, and there was a helpless look on his peerless face.

The slender white fingers hooked slightly, and a pile of wooden strips flew up, and then the air around the wooden strips twisted slightly.

A kind of heat that seemed to be there was also permeating the surroundings, but there was no flame in sight, as if there was a heat rising inside the wooden bar.

As the faint moisture dissipates around, it takes only a few minutes before and after, and the wood, which takes two or three years to dry, is already dry and almost slag.

The wooden strips were sparsely put together, and soon, a square wooden barrel of one meter square and one meter five high was put together, and the structure of the falcon was put together, so that the wood was tightly jointed, as if it were one.

Lao Hou patted the wooden barrel lightly and said: "When I turn around and fill it with juice, the wood absorbs water and swells like this to ensure that the water does not leak, but the wine made from the new barrel is a little worse than that of the old barrel!"

Song Shushu shook his head disappreciatively.

Lao Hou's skill in making fruit wine is so superb, even if it is a few stars and a few points, ordinary people can't drink it, but it's still a good fruit wine pulled by thieves, and you don't even want to smell it if you don't have money.