Chapter 401 Too much to chew

  On the morning of the second day, two carriages were parked outside the gate of the courtyard, and Wang Qing was arranging for personnel to move the wine jars, and they were loaded with dozens of kilograms of heavy wine jars.

   "Be careful, everyone be careful."

   These are what Madam asked him to prepare. If they are broken, they can be bought again, but Madam’s affairs cannot be delayed.

  Seeing this, Tan Anjun asked doubtfully, "Butler Wang, why did you buy these jars?"

   "Grandpa, I don't even know, my wife ordered me to buy it."

   Tan Anjun nodded, wondering what new idea the little wife thought of, and what was she planning to do?

  After half an hour, the villagers who picked grapes on the mountain rushed back one after another, some carrying bamboo baskets, or baskets with black and purple mountain grapes in the baskets.

  The fruit of the mountain grape is small, sweet and sour. It is the best raw material for wine making, and it is original and pollution-free.

  Su Yongyuan looked at the busy people in the courtyard, glanced at Yang Lan'er who was standing under the verandah, pouted, and opened his mouth after hesitation: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing with so many grapes?"

   "I have my own magic, and I will keep it a secret for now." A faint smile curled up on the corner of her mouth.

  Su Yongyuan opened his mouth with a gloomy expression on his face. The little sister-in-law must be doing something to eat, but she put him aside as a little brother.

  But after thinking about it again, thinking of what Jun discussed with him yesterday, my heart trembled inexplicably, as long as this building material called cement was made.

  He will become the richest man in Daying Country and a legend in the business world. He should do this well first.

  Yang Lan'er glanced at him, and saw that the expressions on his face were colorful, gloomy and joyful for a while, and he could guess what was going on in his heart.

   But she didn't say a word, Stuffed Grapes was just a small fight.

  Set up a cement factory and let him worry about it.

  Xiao Ruo leaned close to Yang Lan'er's ear and whispered, "Ma'am, you see that Tan Shu is here too, and she always looks this way."

   "Well," Yang Lan'er looked over and saw Tan Shu waiting in line to be weighed.

A simple and honest man next to him was talking to her. It seemed to be a young man named Liu He in the village, but she ignored her. That Liu He was blushing and chattering. He must be his favorite Tan Shu. .

  Xiao Ruo looked excited, and her heart of gossip was ready to move: "Tsk tsk, ma'am, I can't see that Tan Shu's virtue is also liked by men?"

   "A woman is always matched by a man, and you will meet someone who likes you in the future." Yang Lan'er knocked on her forehead.

   "Ma'am, you are making fun of me again." Xiao Ruo pouted when she heard the words, her cheeks were a little hot, but a stalwart figure with dark skin and a tough appearance involuntarily appeared in her mind.

  Yang Lan'er glanced at the little girl's reddish cheeks, and turned her beautiful eyes, yo! Could it be that the little girl's heart fluttered?

  …

  The next day, Yang Lan'er opened her sleepy eyes, and an enlarged version of handsome face appeared in front of her Ken. She was stunned for a while but didn't react.

   "Wake up." Tan Anjun kissed her forehead, said with a light smile, "It's still early, you can still sleep for a while."

  Yang Lan'er woke up and shook her head: "No, my husband, why are you still here today?"

  Usually, he gets up early to practice.

   "I'm going to bed with you." Tan Anjun smiled slightly.

"Oh."

   Wait for the two to wake up and finish breakfast.

  Yang Lan'er went to the kitchen and arranged for staff to wash the grapes, and wait for the water to dry for later use.

  She chose a few people she trusted and taught them how to make wine.

  (end of this chapter)

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