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In Ping'an County, there is a magnificent mansion. There are many red "囍" characters pasted in the mansion. In the spacious living room, there are more than 100 tables and banquets, and many guests drink and chat together. The groom is a young man in his twenties, and he toasts the others.

"Eat and drink well, please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

The groom's face had a strong look of joy.

"Uncle San, today is your big day. I salute you with this glass of wine."

"Uncle Ping An, I also toast you."

The groom's official name is Wang Ping'an, Wang Changsheng's third son, because he had no spiritual roots, he left Wangjiabao at the age of five and was raised in the secular world.

He was Wang Changsheng's son, and he lived a very comfortable life. At the age of five, he lived a life of fine clothes and food.

Today is his happy day.

Wang Ping'an was toasting the guests when suddenly, a middle-aged man walked quickly to his side and whispered a few words in Wang Ping's ear.

"You drink first, and I'll relieve it."

Wang Ping'an dropped a word and hurriedly walked outside.

Not long after, he came to the backyard, and a man turned his back to him with his hands behind his back.

The man turned around and it was Wang Qingyuan.

Seeing Wang Qingyuan, Wang Ping'an's expression was a little excited. He took a deep breath and said respectfully, "Xiaomin Wang Ping'an pays a visit to the Immortal Master."

Wang Qingyuan smiled and said, "Okay, there are no outsiders here, you can just call me the sixth brother."

Wang Ping'an gave a wry smile, and said, "Xianfan is different, and the common people dare not offend."

"How many times have I told you, you are still like this."

Wang Qingyuan shook his head, took out a blue wooden box and a white porcelain bottle from his arms, handed them to Wang Ping'an, and said, "This pair of dragon and phoenix bracelets were given to you by the ninth uncle and ninth aunt, to celebrate your wedding, the bottle is filled with quenched essence Dan, has the effect of prolonging life."

Wang Ping'an took the wooden box and the porcelain vase, his eyes were slightly red, and he said with a bit of choking: "They still remember my son? I thought they forgot about me."

"Although you are an ordinary person, you are the son of the ninth uncle and ninth aunt after all. Which one is not the best, your Mr. Enlightenment, the guard and the lady? If the ninth uncle and the ninth aunt forget you, how can you live so well? You have no conscience when you say this."

Wang Ping'an's nose was a little sour, and his tears couldn't stop flowing out. He knelt down in the direction of Wangjiabao, choked and said, "Father, mother, the unfilial son Wang Ping'an got married today."

"Okay, get up! Today is your big day, why cry, you should laugh, you live a good life, that is the greatest filial piety, Ninth Uncle and Ninth Aunt have retreated, before the retreat, Ninth Uncle asked me to give you a message, okay To be a rich man, I hope that your descendants can have spiritual roots, and the parents of the bride are also immortals, so the chances of your descendants appearing spiritual roots are still relatively high.”

Wang Qingyuan helped Wang Ping'an and said slowly.

"Sixth brother, today is my big day, drink a glass of wine and go!"

Wang Qingyuan hesitated for a moment, nodded and agreed, he and Wang Ping'an walked towards the living room.

Wangjiabao, a quiet courtyard.

Lu Yang was lying on a rocking chair, holding a cyan wine jug in his hand, and beside him was a cyan bamboo table with two dishes of small dishes on it.

From time to time, he took two sips of spirit wine, picked up a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth, with a contented expression on his face.

In front of him, there are several empty jars, Wang Qingyang is cleaning Lingmi.

Wang Qingyang is eighteen years old this year, and he is at the fourth level of Qi refining. He can cultivate to the fourth level, all because of the resources for immortal cultivation given by his father, mother, sister and brother. Four layers of air.

Wang Qingyang knew that his qualifications were not good, and the family stipulated that the clansmen who created huge benefits for the family would have priority to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill.

He has learned all about refining tools, making puppets, planting, alchemy, making talismans, and setting up arrays, but he doesn't master them all.

After three days and three nights of contemplation, he made a decision to learn how to make wine.

To be honest, he doesn't like winemaking, but the current situation of his family makes him have to learn winemaking.

The alchemy is noisy and tasteless, and it is necessary to memorize the shape and characteristics of a large number of refining materials, and also to memorize a lot of techniques; the same is true for alchemy, most of the time sitting in front of the alchemy furnace, making no noise; making a puppet all day holding a piece of wood Sculpture; planting is not very promising, and Wang Qingzhi can obtain the foundation pill thanks to Qi Shanshan; making talismans requires a lot of practice, after he failed hundreds of times, he lost confidence; as for the formation, he learned from his aunt Wang Changyue for a period of time , the formation is even more boring. I read the classics every day, and then constantly test the materials. If a piece of material is not placed in place, it is necessary to check it again. Different formations require different materials and different placement positions.

It's not that Wang Qingyang is impatient, but that there are people doing all the work. Even if he learns it, he may not be able to become a leader, and he can't become a leader. Why should the family build a foundation for him?

After thinking about it, he felt that he should proceed from the actual situation of the family. Most of the clansmen are farming, and the best treatment is the crafter and the puppet master, followed by the talisman maker and the alchemist. The number of spirit chefs is relatively small. ~www.novelmt.com~ But what is the potential of cooking, so far, the clansmen who have obtained the foundation pill are all clansmen who have created huge benefits.

The winemaker seems to be inconspicuous, but as more and more spirit wines are sold, the family has turned a spirit valley store into a wine shop, specializing in the sale of spirit wine, which is a signal.

Wang Qingyang asked Wang Qingyuan, the profit of the winery is increasing year by year, and the family is in urgent need of winemakers.

Compared with refining, alchemy, formation and puppet making, the winemaking process is relatively simple, and it is relatively simple to say that it is simple.

Wang Qingyang has been studying winemaking with Lu Yang for two years, and he started with Lu Yang. He studied hard and memorized every step.

Today, he is going to brew spirit wine by himself, using first-order low-grade spirit rice as the main material. This spirit wine sells very well. Three spirit stones per pound, monks who are below the third level of Qi refining drink this spirit wine, which has the power to improve mana. effect.

He followed the steps taught by Lu Yang, washed the Lingmi, put it into a large pot to cook, and after it was cooked, sprinkled with koji, stirred it evenly, put it into an empty wine jar, sealed it, and put it in a cool place.

"Master Lu, it's done, can you see what's wrong?"

Wang Qingyang walked up to Lu Yang and said politely.

"You said it's done well, what else could be wrong? Let's talk about three months of fermentation. The most important thing in the craft of winemaking is patience. As long as there is no problem with the operation, you can just wait."

While talking, Lu Yang threw two peanuts into his mouth and took another sip of spirit wine with a satisfied face.

Wang Qingyang responded with a sound, picked up the fan, and fanned Lu Yang, as if he respected the teacher.

Lu Yang didn't say anything, but his eyes showed some relief.