"Uncle Master, Xiaomeishan and Xiaokunshan can brew medicinal wine, and I, Kongtongshan, can also do my best."

Kongtong Mountain produces porcelain.

Wine wrapping, they can do it.

The little black charcoals were dissatisfied.

"Uncle Master, what can we do?"

Taibai Mountain is poor.

Very poor.

There was Taibai Shoumei, who could barely make a living.

But in recent years, for some reason, tea sales have been getting worse every year, and tea dealers have made the entire industry sluggish by using inferior products as good products.

Therefore, Taibai Mountain can only farm now.

I'm so poor that I'm dying.

"Mr. Su Heng's advice is good." Qiao Yu nodded with satisfaction and patted the little Hei Tan on the shoulders: "It's all brothers. When the uncle makes money, I will give you pocket money."

The little black charcoals were dark.

They feel bitter.

Recently, the Xiakexing program has become popular, and the senior brothers and sisters have a lot of fans.

Needless to say, Xiaomeishan, Xiaoe won that time, and many little girls came to Nanshan Wuyuan.

So is Xiao Kunshan.

These little sluts know how to be handsome, and rely on their beautiful appearance, many people like it.

Not to mention Kongtong’s senior brother.

Those are all the targets that tough guys are sought after.

These little fans come to the base every day to deliver delicious food.

Only them Taibai Mountain!

Not a single fan!

Everyone dislikes them for being black!

"Uncle Master, is there any medicine that can make people white? We want to turn white!"

The little black charcoal nodded seriously.

"Yes, it turns white! We want to have small fans too!"

Qiao Yu patted her body and stood up, not thinking about paying attention to them.

"What kind of white do men want to turn white? Why don't you practice hard quickly and find a slap?"

Little black charcoal whimper.

......

Qiao Yu is very confident in medicinal wine.

Medicine uses the power of alcohol to help the medicine, and it can nourish the effect and prevent diseases.

Qiao Yu doesn't want to go to the wine-fighting market.

There is too much competition in this market.

There are dozens of types.

What are the fragrance of cells, sauce, refreshing fragrance, and phoenix fragrance, all have a long history and profound background, and they can't do it at all.

There is no medicinal wine in this market at all.

Who drinks medicinal wine when socializing?

It's too strange.

So far, there is no medicinal wine company. Those who drink medicinal wine all buy big medicinal materials, such as ginseng, snake, and scorpion.

This kind of medicinal wine brewed by oneself not only has little effect, but also makes people who don’t know how to make medicine, but they will also get sick.

It's different now.

She specializes in making medicinal wine to maximize her.

In the audience, it is specifically focused on middle-aged and elderly people.

Take over these two markets.

Speaking of the elderly, Qiao Yu doesn’t have to worry at all.

She has many older brothers.

Not only the book-scented Jingyuan, but now she knows the old man from the Chess Club.

Start with them and open up the market.

Of course, it's not possible to brew now.

But in the past five years, the specialties sent by Xiao Meishan and Xiao Kunshan were all quietly brewed and prepared for the master, so the inventory was sufficient.

Just coax the senior brother and let her bring the wine over.

Chu Weichen was unwilling to come back with ten jars of wine. His eyes were enough to kill people, so he would ensure that the cold knife was swishing.

"Is this jar of wine?"

Today, Qiao Yu came to the old principal's house to make up for the lessons, and came to the door with two jars.

"This is the longevity and foundation wine, which strengthens the foundation and cultivates the essence, and has the effect of prolonging life and prolonging life. Students hope that the master can always be healthy."

This is what I said.

The old principal's heart was warm.

"You made it yourself?"

Qiao Yu nodded.

"It's been five years since the end of the year. I thought about giving my master a New Year gift, so I went up the mountain."

"Our Qiao Yu is amazing."

Whether this medicinal wine is good or not depends entirely on my heart, it is so bad that it is so bad that it is so bad that the old principal is as heart-wrenching as honey.

"I'll ask your master's wife to cook two good dishes. We will have a drink for our master and apprentice tonight."

"become."

The old principal is really happy.

With an apprentice, it's different.

When he was young, he focused on scientific research and had no children all his life. When he got old, he could not enjoy the blessings of his descendants, so he thought it was nothing.

But now, he finally knew that the old men talked about their grandson's mood every day.

As soon as the good apprentice comes, he will be happy.

I can't bear to beat her and scold her, I hope she will become a talent, but I am afraid that she will be too tired.

That's a big worry.

In addition to Shu Xiu, the ceremony of apprenticeship, this was the first time he had received filial piety from his disciples.

He hummed a little tune and took the wine bowl in the kitchen, preparing to have a good time today.

He is greedy for wine.

Have drunk any good wine.

I just want to do scientific research and quit drinking, for fear of delaying the problem.

It's been a few decades since I drank it.

Still a little thought.

The dusty wine jar opened, and the rich mellow fragrance spread out, hooking up the wineworms in the old principal's belly.

Especially the medicinal smell in the wine is mellow and comfortable, and the fragrance is long.

“Good wine.”

Before I could taste it, the old principal praised it.

"Master, drink less."

Qiao Yu stood up and poured him a glass of wine.

Hops poured into the cup, emitting foam and mixing with the air, making people feel addicted to alcohol.

The old principal took a sip, drank a brief taste, knew the taste, and then drank it hard.
To be continued...