Qin Qiong was inspired to leave, and the rest of Qin Huaidao looked at Wang Langjun with contempt.

Oh, is this little guy up for Qin Qiong? Wang Langjun stepped closer to his arms and touched his chin and said, "Little guy, have you been weaned?"

“You are the unweaned child?

He speaks and speaks without any restraint, no big or small.

I am not afraid of the wind blowing my tongue."

It's really boring to go out with such a person. Qin Huaidao put his hands on his hips, bulged his cheeks and looked at the sky, scolding him indignantly. It would be better to anger the wolf and part ways...

He is four and a half feet tall and has a moderate body shape. He is supported by his hands on a slightly loose blue brocade robe, and calls appear on his fingers.

Stand in place and waves in the wind, and the muscles on the arms appear in the ups and downs of the sleeves. I will practice my son.

It doesn't look like it, it doesn't deserve this tender baby face, it's tender and tender, and it looks like a girl.

There was also a pair of bright and lively eyes, and the scarf on his head was swaying left and right.

Not honest, hehe, Wang Langjun stuck out his tongue to test the wind, and said under Xiaobudian's surprise gaze: "The north wind is level 5, humidity is 38, 25 degrees, no pollution, suitable for strenuous exercise.

Come on, that kid, my brother's fist is itchy, so he will give it to the old man."

"What? You, you, how dare you provoke me?

I know that you have just started practicing martial arts and haven't even practiced Mingjin.

You dare to provoke me, a master of secret force, and I can knock you down with just one finger, believe it or not?"

The wolf lazily stretched out his fist to despise people. Qin Huaidao was so angry that he raised his hand and pointed at Wang Langjun angrily, bared his teeth and scolded him, really wanting to beat him up.

Isn't the kid talking? Wang Langjun stretched out his hand to the kid in a lazy way, bent his little finger and hooked it, saying, "Oh, the wind is shining with his tongue Luo..."

"Wow, I'm so angry, I'm looking for a fight!"

Using what I said, Qin Huaidao shouted, launched a charge, and made a crackling sound on the green brick floor, and the green bricks shattered countless times.

It was very aggressive, but it did not make people put away their contempt.

This is humiliation, looking for people, ignoring them? Looking for a fight... Qin Huaidao was completely angry and used his internal strength to rotate and punch.

"Stir"

The fist is in the wind.

It seems to form a vortex light flow, which is very light, but visible.

It's like a cannon popping out of the bore, carrying a layer of sparks grown from the friction gun barrel.

It's just that the colors are different.

If you don't show off your power, you will give in too much.

Lightning strikes.

"Bang"

Touching each other with both fists.

"Ah ha"

Qin Huaidao exclaimed, and backed back and flipped for a week. Without waiting for a firm shape, he looked at Wang Langjun in surprise and said, "This is impossible. Why did you only slide half a step with your right foot?"

"I guess it's time to move forward after making a mistake. It's really a failure. You go back and eat your fill of milk before you come back."

Is this the secret force? Wang Langjun only felt his arms numb, and after suffering some secret losses, he waved his hand indifferently and said.

Fortunately, this little kid is too young and his body and bones have not yet grown.

Even though internal strength has been cultivated to the level of dark strength, the physical dantian storage is limited.

If you are young, you are still too tender, otherwise your body will be bursting with your strength.

Physical constitution is fundamental and is proportional to internal strength.

Therefore, this naughty boy is too tender and just right to clean up... Wang Langjun stared at Qin Huai with a smile.

He was so powerful at the beginning of his practice? There must be a trick? Qin Huaidao became more and more surprised as he thought about it. He couldn't help but run to Wang Langjun and said in a flattering manner: "Brother-in-law, let me teach me..."

"Well, I love hearing these words. Why are you doing long ago?"

Xiaobian, I can’t deal with you? Wang Langjun turned around and walked and said, “Liaoliang first.”

Brewing wine is a big deal.

What would it taste if the fragrance of bamboo and wood is poured into the wine?

After all, bamboo joint rice tastes very delicious, so you can use bamboo poles to make wine.

Who let me control everything inside the wood?

It is not difficult to change its pattern temporarily.

It is easier to extract the fragrance from the plants and trees.

Bamboo and wood can also be used to control the temperature.

Is this a disguised air conditioner?

Although the temperature control is not large, there should be no problem with brewing wine.

It seems that my brother is a genius. Wang Langjun ignored the entanglement of naughty paper and walked into the courtyard to start making wine-making utensils.

First, make a pine chopping board and extract unnecessary substances and toxicities from the board.

This process is not difficult and fast, and it can be completed in less than half an incense stick.

Next is the production of a panel, holding an axe to cut the wood, the wood chips fly, the axe shadow flies, and the chopping board shines and shapes.

"Oh, Miss, look, the young master is practicing martial arts, he is doing a very fast movement.

I can’t see the figure clearly, but why did the young master practice martial arts and split wood?

The mess was so turbulent that it was so dirty that it was so dirty.

The young master practices like this when he sleeps. I just told the lady that she doesn’t believe it yet. Did the lady believe it this time?"

The young master is crazy, right? What should I do if I get married in the future? Xianghe stared at the young master's noisy scene, helped the lady walk towards the young master, and said worriedly.

Lang Jun is so handsome. Di Yun raised his eyebrows tall and looked at Lang Jun's flying dragon and phoenix dance in fascination. Before he could speak, he heard his brother shouting: "Shanhe, don't talk nonsense.

My brother-in-law is using his magical skills…”

"If you want to learn, smash the food sent by your servants onto the wooden boards and hurry up."

Well, it is good to use this hidden child laborer to smash the grain. Wang Langjun made a chopping board, closed the momentum and turned around and ordered it, forcing the little kid to nod like pecking rice, and made a crusher happily.

I regret the heavens. Qin Qiong looked at this scene and showed a black line. He walked over and said angrily, "Langjun, you are wasting food..."

"General Qin is doing hard work with sadness, right?

By the way, only by enduring hardships can one become the best. This is also a way to practice martial arts.

If General Qin is worried, let Huaidao learn embroidery at home..."

No wonder the pioneers are always out of place and are treated as monsters? Wang Langjun looked at Qin Qiong with a distressed look and raised his hand to point at Qin Huaidao with a pink face to talk about it.

Qin Qiong blushed and felt ashamed. Her wife was defeated.

Learning to embroidery? Qin Huaidao staggered on the chopping board, yelling, regardless of the quarrels that made him silenced, "Dad, I want to learn martial arts from my brother-in-law. My brother-in-law's martial arts are so amazing!"

"Uh, then you can learn!"

Learn to be a carpenter? Qin Qiong had a black thread, and could not resist the kindness that he would be convinced when he said something. He regretted his life and agreed to it with a bit of anger.

Oh my God, I missed me, Qin Qiong, for the heroic life, and actually let my son learn to be a carpenter...

Now, Qin Huaidao excitedly raised his head to demonstrate to his brother-in-law. He saw that my father agreed?

With his personality, Wang Langjun was so happy that he started to make a large wooden barrel wine pot.

Cylindrical, one zhang in diameter and half a zhang in height.

The bottom of the wooden barrel is connected to the center column, and a multi-layer mixer with air blades is made around the column, and it can be pushed by human leverage.

After more than an hour of busy work, Wang Langjun finished making the huge wine pot.

At this time, Qin Huaidao crushed the food with the help of Qin Qiong.

Qin Qiong was so distressed that she couldn't bear to look directly at her. She turned her head and occasionally looked sideways and peeped. Can Lang Jun really make wine? That sow will climb a tree.

Is he despised again, or is he a large group of people? Wang Langjun looked around the audience with a strange expression, and didn't care. He approached the chopping board and said, "The first thing to do is to crush the grain, fumigate, stir up the slag, and dry the slag..."

While passing the scriptures to Qin Qiong and recording them, they operate the chopping board to control temperature and fumigation, fermentation, and cultivate microbial growth.

These processes are very complicated for others.

But in my young master's hand, the broken grain gradually smelled like a fragrant smoke, and a fascinating breath came to my face.

Then use pine wood to absorb water and filter it into high-quality rosin water, and ferment it with crushed grain. As for stirring in the wine pool, heating it up, cover it with a huge lid, link the lid with a hollow bamboo pole, make the smoke pipe stand upright, turn around for a while, and gather smoke and condense into wine.

"Tick, Tick"

The wine drops into the celadon bowl.
To be continued...