Under the stunned gazes of Yang Haoran and Li Weiwei.
Meng Qianfeng actually lifted the entire house up with his hands.
Because the foundation of the entire house is built on a single steel structure platform, it is actually very stable.
Then I saw that the house was turned in one direction and landed smoothly on the large platform of the mountain.
Only then did Yang Haoran look at the smooth ground on the platform, and he suddenly realized.
Li Weiwei was surprised: "Can the same be done to a house?"
Meng Qianfeng looked proud and laughed.
"Why not? This is my exclusive design.
During the day, face the south to receive sunlight.
At night, stay away from the wind to avoid being affected by the cold wind.
Such a wonderful plan is the only one I can think of in this world."
Yang Haoran's mouth twitched: "Others may not think of it, but to lift an entire house, not everyone can do it."
Li Weiwei felt the same and nodded seriously.
"It is estimated that even a small crane cannot lift the entire house."
Yang Haoran came up with a magic touch: "I think you are trying to show off your strength, right?"
Meng Qianfeng looked bored and was too lazy to talk to the two of them.
Swinging his body, he walked towards the southeast corner of the house.
As he walked, he greeted Yang Haoran and the others.
"Come on, little uncle, you are in for a treat today, you only eat it once a year!"
Yang Haoran and Li Weiwei looked at each other and walked towards Meng Qianfeng.
Only then did I remember that I seemed to have lost someone.
Yang Haoran turned around and glanced around, and saw Erhei with a crying look on his face and his head peeping out.
Smiling and waving, he said: "Erhei, come and eat."
Erhei's expression changed and he instantly disappeared into the grass.
Erhei in the grass was indignant and his heartbeat was racing.
Doesn't he want to find trouble in front of that old bastard Meng Qianfeng again?
Yang Haoran smiled bitterly, but didn't pay much attention.
He and Li Weiwei quickly walked to Meng Qianfeng's side.
Only then did I notice that there was a pile of dry firewood placed in the open space at this corner of the mountain.
Next to it is a large barbecue grill, and there is also a large iron cabinet containing various seasonings.
Looking at the signs around and the plant ashes that had not been completely removed, it was obvious that not long had passed since the last barbecue.
Meng Qianfeng diligently carried a large bag of dry firewood and placed it next to the barbecue grill, then casually threw the bag around his waist on the ground.
There was a muffled sound.
Li Weiwei frowned and watched, with a look of surprise on her face.
"Mr. Meng, are you preparing for a barbecue?"
Meng Qianfeng looked proud: "In a place like this, what else can we eat besides barbecue?
But what we eat today is different. We can only eat it once a year.
You two are in for a treat!"
Meng Qianfeng said while winking, feeling very happy after being so busy.
Soon, the lit firewood was placed under the barbecue grill.
Meng Qianfeng couldn't wait to sit on the floor, with various condiments prepared long beside his body.
Li Weiwei looked around with wide eyes.
"Mr. Meng, where are you getting the main ingredients for barbecue? Why didn't I see it?
Do you want me to get it for you?"
Meng Qianfeng casually pointed at the bag thrown on the ground.
"Isn't that right? Let's eat it today, along with this pot of Longyang wine!"
While talking, Meng Qianfeng took off the wine gourd from his waist.
Then he remembered Yang Haoran and smiled at Yang Haoran.
A little reluctantly, he handed the wine gourd to Yang Haoran.
"Uncle Master, come and try our specialties.
This kind of Longyang wine can only produce one pot a year, which is the total production in a year, I still want to drink it!"
Yang Haoran took the wine gourd, and Li Weiwei quickly stepped forward.
Meng Qianfeng said quickly: "Girl, you can't drink this wine."
Li Weiwei looked embarrassed and immediately blushed.
"I really am not qualified to drink such precious wine.
But I’m just curious and want to take a look.”
Meng Qianfeng laughed loudly: "Young girl is very thoughtful, I am not reluctant to let you go.
But this Longyang wine is a great tonic for the Yang Zhigang, don’t talk about you.
Even us ordinary Dragon Blood Army soldiers only dare to take a small sip.
If you are not strong enough, your blood vessels will burst and you will die if you take one sip."
Li Weiwei was startled, and this time she was not even curious anymore.
He sat back quickly without even looking at it.
Yang Haoran didn't change his expression and had already opened the stopper of the gourd.
A strong and choking smell of alcohol hit his face.
Li Weiwei didn't smell it directly and started coughing at this time.
Then I feel flushed in the face, flushed in the ears, hot in the body, and the flow of qi and blood in the body accelerates.
Only then did Li Weiwei realize that Meng Qianfeng's words were not exaggerated.
Quickly perform the exercises and adjust the inner breath to prevent it from becoming disordered.
Meng Qianfeng looked at Yang Haoran with a half-smile.
"Uncle Master, this is good stuff. It's a gift from me. If you think it tastes good, take a few more sips."
Meng Qianfeng smiled brightly. He would not dare to drink more of this kind of wine every time, and he would only drink one-tenth of a bottle of wine at most.
If there were any more, even with his physical strength, it would be unbearable.
Of course, this wine also has huge benefits.
It can strengthen the muscles and bones and quickly enhance the power of qi and blood.
It's just that it's only for the first time, and the effect will be much worse after the second time.
This is also the reason why Meng Qianfeng no longer distributes wine to his men.
All Dragon Blood Army soldiers have been transformed by Longyang Wine in the enlightenment stage, and drinking it again has little effect.
Even Meng Qianfeng now only tastes it as a strong drink.
Yang Haoran must have never drank before, and he is not a physical practitioner.
If you drink it, you will definitely make a joke.
Although he was a little reluctant to give up, Meng Qianfeng subconsciously hoped that Yang Haoran would drink a few more sips.
Yang Haoran didn't seem to notice Meng Qianfeng's obscene thoughts.
He was very embarrassed and said: "Such a precious wine is not much in quantity.
What would happen if I drank too much?
A gentleman doesn't take away what others like, so I'll save it for you."
As he spoke, Yang Haoran pushed the wine gourd in front of Meng Qianfeng again.
Meng Qianfeng immediately waved his hand: "What my junior uncle said is a heretic.
Don't talk about drinking a few more sips, even if you drink it all, I can't say anything.
If my uncle doesn't drink, does he look down on me?"
Meng Qianfeng's eyes widened. He was still waiting to see Yang Haoran's joke. How could he not drink?
You can’t do it if you drink too little!
Yang Haoran retracted his hand with some embarrassment.
"Do you really think so? Then I won't be polite!"
Meng Qianfeng nodded repeatedly: "My family is polite, but you can drink it openly, this wine is a great tonic.
Something that’s great for improving physical strength.”