On National Day, I will do an extra update and smoke a pound of Big Crotch Liquor!
On National Day, I will update at noon.
Then, we will do the same thing as last month, and vote for books in a lottery. Each monthly ticket has a number, and we will draw that number. In the upper right corner of the introduction to voting for monthly tickets, there is a monthly ticket booklet, where you can check the number.
Anyone who casts a monthly vote from 0:00 today to 7:00 pm on October 8 will participate in the lottery.
When the time comes, the operation officer will broadcast live in the group to ensure fairness and transparency. Those who don’t want to join the group are welcome. When it’s over, I will announce the winning brother in the author’s words.
Then you come to me to claim the prize, and I'll cover all shipping costs, so don't worry.
There is still one first prize and three second prizes.
There are three second prizes, and the prize is a box of round dates. Don’t eat too much of these once you receive them, otherwise your eyes will be scratched.
The first prize is one person, and the prize is also a box of round dates, but there is also an extra pound of big crotch medicinal wine (four years old), which I brewed myself.
I won’t sell the medicinal wine anymore. Now I only have some left, so I will give it as a benefit. Whoever wins the lottery will get it.
Even though it’s a bottom, brothers, don’t dislike it, the essence is all in this bottom. In our words, it’s called Fulgen!
The wolfberries I use to make wine are grown by me. We don’t have mountain wolfberries here, but there are them over there in Lingjilin. But I grow them in my own yard, and they produce many wolfberries a year.
I personally went to the mountain to pick Ganoderma lucidum in July of that year.
The deer antler was given by a friend from the deer farm. The fresh deer antler was sliced directly with blood, so the remaining wine looked like there were small hairs on it, which were the hairs on the fresh deer antler.
Don’t worry about this, brothers, don’t worry, I’m a bit of a germophobe, and I will never eat or drink anything that is not clean.
That deer gun is a pure red deer gun. Before putting it in the wine jar, I washed it with high-strength white wine.
As for ginseng, I brought it back by myself that year. It was a seedling. When I was fifteen years old and working in the ginseng gang, a small twister made me grow dense. Six years ago, I got pure wild ginseng.
Let's not talk about anything else. We've just finished drinking this wine. We can't wear jeans or we'll panic.