Zhang Youping put his index finger on his lips, signaling Liu Qiaoye not to speak.

People in the countryside have heard some legends about Meishan spells, and some things cannot be explained, and if they say them out, they will fail.

The wine flowing out of the bamboo tube not only did not decrease with time, but was constantly increasing. It seemed that the smell of wine between heaven and earth was gathering here.

At the beginning, it took more than twenty minutes to fill a jar of roasted wine, but it only took more than ten minutes to put it in. Soon the water tank was filled with two buckets. The plastic bucket used to hold wine at home was filled with three bakery jars.

Liu Qiaoye saw that everything was full of stuff, and was so anxious that she was sweating all over her head, and couldn't help but say, "It's full, it's full."

It's amazing to say that as soon as Liu Qiaoye said this, the wine flowing out of the water barrel suddenly stopped. The bamboo barrel suddenly dried up, as if there had never been wine flowing through it.

"No more?" Liu Qiaoye stared blankly at the broken bamboo tube.

"You've said it all, and the ancestor took back all the wine." Zhang Yaohua was not upset at all. Such things could only go with the flow and could not be forced.

"Ah?" Liu Qiaoye regretted it very much.

Zhang Youping smiled, "You can't be greedy. How can we deal with so much wine?"

Looking at the wine in the room, Zhang Youping was in trouble.

"This is not simple. Just sell it on the street. By the way, hurry up and buy some large plastic buckets on the street. You can't keep putting the water tank in the bar." Liu Qiaoye said.

Zhang Youping nodded and was about to go out. Zhang Shicai walked in.

"Hey, Brother Ping, sister-in-law, are you baking wine today? Then I'm so lucky." Zhang Shicai sniffed, looking very enjoyable.

"I've been roasting wine, come and have a drink." Zhang Youping scooped a scoop in the bucket with a scoop and handed it to Zhang Shicai.

Zhang Shicai thought Zhang Youping was joking with him and scooped him a scoop of water. He was a little thirsty, so he took the scoop of water, raised his head and drank it. As soon as he sipped, he was stunned. It was really wine. The taste was really good. But he could drink such a large scoop of wine, at least one pound, but he might not be able to withstand it when drinking so much.

Zhang Youping and Liu Qiaoye laughed and hurt their stomachs. Zhang beggar was haha ​​and clapped his hands and laughed.

"Brother Youping, how can your family use a bucket to hold wine? There is so much wine that there is no place to put it?" The reason why Zhang Shicai was fooled by Zhang Youping was because he never thought that Zhang Youping's family would put wine in a bucket.

"I really have no place to put it. All the places where I can hold water in my house will be filled with wine. You can bring a bucket of wine back later." Zhang Youping is a very straightforward person. He has a good relationship with Zhang Shicai, just like his brother. He is still willing to take a bucket of wine.

"No, no, no, my family has just baked a jar of wine. It's enough for the Spring Festival. You can't finish it even if you can't finish it, why don't you take it to the street to sell it?" Zhang Shicai asked in confusion.

"I just baked it. I didn't expect so much wine to be released. Now I'm worried about how to drag the wine to the town and sell it." Zhang Youping didn't hide it, and this matter could not be concealed anyway.

Zhang Shicai looked at Zhang Yaohua, "I have heard of this kind of thing before, but this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. I really didn't expect that Brother Ping, you can ride my bicycle to the town to buy a few buckets. This wine needs to be handled quickly. After the New Year, we will go to Guangdong. So much wine, do you leave it for beggars?"

"By the way, Shicai, what's wrong with you coming here?" Zhang Youping asked.

"I came here, I wanted to invite you to my house for dinner. Last time, beggar saved my life and I never invited beggars to have a good meal. The snake disaster later was also thanks to beggars. This time, it was thanks to beggars again, so I escaped the disaster. The family killed pigs and wanted to invite your whole family to have dinner. However, there are so many things in your family now. I can only talk about it later. I will deal with the wine first." Zhang Shicai smiled helplessly.

"Shicai, we two have been like brothers since we were young. If it falls on my head, how can you not help me? Wouldn't you be so disgusted?" Zhang Youping punched Zhang Shicai.

"Okay, I won't mention this. It's very common for us to have a meal together." Zhang Shicai was very moved. He could hear that what Zhang Youping said was not a cliché.

Zhang Youping went to the town to buy more than a dozen white plastic buckets filled with fifty kilograms, and barely put all the wine at home into the bucket. Zhang Youping did not move the wine from three roasted wine jars. One jar was left for the New Year, and the other two jars were sent directly to his father and brother's family. For the New Year and the holidays, they could not send an empty jar back.

When Zhang Manyin received the jar of wine sent by Zhang Youping, he was also shocked, "Youping, you brought all the wine you baked at home. What should you do if you have wine during the New Year?"

"I still have a jar at home. This time I bake a few jars to save. After the Chinese New Year, I will go to Guangdong. I can't finish all these wines. You can drink them slowly." Zhang Youping smiled.

Ma Donghua was very strange, "Didn't the buckwheat leaves only make a pot of wine?"

Zhang Manyin then realized that he wanted to ask Zhang Youping, but Zhang Youping had already walked away.

Liu Qiaoye was a little worried, "Zizi, how can our barbecue wine be able to make so much wine? Could it be that someone else's wine was moved to our house, right?"

There is so much wine out of thin air at home. If any wine from one family is gone, then my family will have a reputation for stealing wine. Zhang Youping went to buy so many plastic buckets to put it on, it will definitely not be concealed by others.

"This wine flows out of our stove pot, not poured out of other people's roasted wine jars. Can others blame us? Does other people's roasted wine taste so good?" Zhang Yaohua didn't know where the wine came from. How did he ask him to answer?

Liu Qiaoye was still very worried, "But it must not be obtained from someone else's home."

"How could the gods do such a thing?" Zhang Yaohua's words immediately dispelled Liu Qiaoye's worries.

The gods have the power of stones turning into gold, so how can it be difficult to turn water and wine?

A dozen plastic barrels of wine are arranged together and they feel very spectacular. They dragged them to the town with a load-carrying bicycle, and a maximum of four barrels per trip will have to be back and forth several times. It is not easy to sell a barrel of wine for fifty kilograms. Fortunately, the taste of this wine is indeed much better than that of ordinary rice wine. Otherwise, Zhang Youping would really feel that he was too big.

"Dad, will I go with you to sell wine tomorrow?" Zhang Yaohua wanted to feel the feeling of being a little boss.
Chapter completed!