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Chapter 210 Brewing

"Yang Jing, can you do me a favor?" Lin Chuan said.

"Senior, what's the matter? Tell me."

Lin Chuan suddenly came to see Yang Jing, and it turned out that he wanted her to help him make wine.

"I want to drink, but I can't buy it here. I want you to make one for us. You know how to make medicine, and you must know how to make wine, right?" Lin Chuan turned out to be addicted to alcohol.

"I'll discuss it with the master. It should be fine. How about you go to the forest to pick some grapes first? Making wine is very simple." Yang Jing said.

So Qin Tian and Lin Chuan ran faster than a rabbit. It seemed that living here was a kind of relaxation for Yang Jing, but a kind of torture for them.

These two people obviously felt that it was too monotonous here.

But Liu Feng hasn't gotten better yet, and he needs someone to take care of him. Yang Jing is a woman, and it's not very convenient. So they can't leave, and the master is a person who doesn't talk much. Like her, the two of them have to do it alone.

Play with yourself.

After a while, the two of them came back with a bucket of grapes.

The two of them said while eating:

"The grapes here are so sweet, come and have a taste!"

Liu Feng is much better now than before. He can walk over by himself, but he just has no strength to sit down.

Drinking medicine every day will remove the poison and cause great harm to himself, just like people nowadays who undergo chemotherapy.

"Injury to the enemy ten thousand, damage to oneself eight thousand." Liu Feng laughed at himself. Now he was watching a few of them picking grapes to make wine. He also thought it was quite interesting, so he shuffled over to join in the fun.

"Brother Liu, please try it." Yang Jing took a bunch of grapes, washed them carefully and brought them to Liu Feng.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Qin Tian also invited the multi-armed man.

"You always make wine, right?" he asked.

"If you can do it, you can do it. This is the easiest." The multi-armed man said.

He brought a wooden basin and asked Yang Jing to wash the grapes, then crush the grapes one by one and put them in. After that, he put the grapes with their juice into a jar.

"It's done, wait and drink." said the multi-armed man.

"So easy? I thought it was so mysterious." Lin Chuan saw that they had made the wine in just a few clicks, and thought it was too easy.

"Actually, this is not difficult to say. This is how it is done." The multi-armed man said.

"Then I've learned how to make wine myself next time," Qin Tian said.

"Wine is not difficult. In fact, things like plum wine and bayberry wine are not difficult either. When I was young, my family had a lot of wine, and my dad liked drinking." The multi-armed man was particularly talkative today.

Maybe it was because he looked at the painting before and he seemed to have a lot of ideas.

A person's life cannot always be in memories, but should be looked forward to.

So he was more willing to talk than before. Seeing that they were going to make wine today, he thought of his father.

He is also a drinker. When he was a child, his family was poor and he had no money to buy good wine, so his mother would make all kinds of wine for her.

His father was a hunter. Every time he caught a good prey, he would ask his mother to bring some of the wine she brewed to drink, and sometimes she would give him some. His mother wouldn't let him drink it, and he didn't like it either. His father would also

They always say that he doesn't look like a boy, but more like a girl.

"Ge'er, when you grow up, don't be like your father and drink and get into trouble." Mother said this.

"Okay, I won't drink." He did what he said, he had never drank in his life.

His father accidentally fell off a cliff and died while drinking. He and his mother were left to depend on each other.

In order to support him, his mother was willing to do any hard and tiring work, so she accumulated a lot of diseases.

The family didn't have money for medical treatment, so he worked as an apprentice in a drugstore and learned some basics. Later, he went to the mountains to collect medicine by himself. It can be said that he was self-taught.

"My mother is very good at making wine. Although I don't drink wine myself, I know these methods."

"Master, your mother is so amazing."

Yang Jing said. She rarely listened to her master talk about her own affairs. Today, for the first time, her master talked about her mother. It seemed that her master was gradually treating them as one of her own.

"Senior, I've been here for so long and I still don't know what to call you." Liu Feng finally asked. In fact, he had always wanted to ask, but he was a little unsure about this multi-armed man and was afraid that he might accidentally say the wrong thing.

Made him angry.

I saw him taking the initiative to talk about his mother today, so he must not be in a bad mood, so I asked him.

"My name is Xiao Ge." The multi-armed man replied.

"Hello, Senior Xiao!" Liu Feng said.

"Xiao Ge? Are you the famous Xiao Yibao in the world?" Lin Chuan asked in surprise.

"The name Xiao Yibao has been lost in the world for many years. How do you know?" the multi-armed man asked.

"So you are here incognito. No wonder there are rumors in the world that Xiao Yibao has gone into seclusion and no one can find him." Lin Chuan said.

Lin Chuan did not expect that the multi-armed man in front of him was Xiao Yibao, who was famous in the world at that time.

Xiao Yibao's original name was Xiao Ge. Back then, because he was so miraculous in using medicine, there were no difficult and complicated diseases that he couldn't solve with just one medicine, so people in the world called him Xiao Yibao.

The multi-armed man has not heard this name for a long time.

Since he left the Black Forest, he originally wanted to wander around the world, but he was reluctant to leave this forest because there were all the herbs he wanted to find in this forest, so he later returned here and lived in the west, asking him to

The prescriber built this cabin.

But in the meantime, he also traveled for two years. During these two years, when he met someone who was sick and had no money to get medicine, he would give that person a pack of medicine for free. Because the medicine was very effective, many people regarded him as a miracle doctor, and that was how Xiao Yi came to be.

The name of the package.

Later, he lived in seclusion here, keeping aloof from the world, and his voice disappeared in the world.

"What's Xiao Yibao? It sounds like someone selling rat poison. Then I got tired of hearing it and didn't want to prescribe medicine to people anymore," said the multi-armed man.

"Hahaha, only you dare to say this, we don't dare to say it."

Qin Tian laughed loudly after hearing this. Unexpectedly, this multi-armed man had a sense of humor.

Lin Chuan looked at the weird-tempered man in front of him and didn't expect him to be so indifferent to his reputation.

After listening to this, Yang Jing felt that she admired this master even more.

In her world, everyone is pursuing fame and fortune. It is rare to hear someone say that they don't care about their fame, and it is even rarer to see someone say that they don't care about their fame.

If you have a little bit of fame, you should quickly open a Weibo, open a public account, open a personal social account, quickly use this time of fame to expand your fame, and work hard to attract fans. If you attract ten fans, you will not be called a big fan, but at least tens of thousands.

, hundreds of thousands, even millions are not too much, and then use this big name, under the banner of serving fans, while accepting money from advertisers for advertising, and at the same time acting as a social image ambassador, gaining both fame and fortune.

In her world, no one dislikes fame. Even the little kid desires to become famous overnight. Once you are famous, various advertisements will come to you to endorse you, and you can earn tens or hundreds of thousands a month.

It could be tens of millions or hundreds of millions.

But today, here she actually heard someone making fun of her own fame and treating it as a dispensable thing. This is really not an ordinary state.


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