After all, he is the last nice guy in the manor!
"To make money …" Zhuang toyed with a lawyer’s letter not far away. "We have a better way, don’t we?"
"We farmers should make money diligently, such as digging a pit to bury the race and then we can make red, green and green bills, right?"
Next to an Dan, he shook his head naively. If Takada and Shehan heard this sentence, they would cry.
They themselves were not far from the pit by Zhuang-of course, they were not far from the pit by Zhuang.
But is it a pit?
Later, we have to bury them firmly and pour inexplicable liquid for them to germinate and then harvest crops one after another!
They should never mess with Zhuang’s father.
Then he looked at the information in his hand. An Danyue got up handsomely and said, "Since the landlord has dug all the pits, I’ll bury people!"
What a manor servant can’t do farm work!
Moreover, according to the rules of the manor, this time, she claims from the other side to benefit from the manor, and she can take the remaining 20%, and then others will be exposed to the rain and dew
If you can really claim 200 million, hey hey …
An Danyue feels really happy to work with the landlord!
Let me knock gold from your golden hill bit by bit!
……
An Danyue is not far from hou zhuang, so he takes Lao Bang to prepare all kinds of raw materials and goes straight to the farmhouse.
Not far from the farmhouse in hou zhuang, I was shocked.
See the yard full of people, many people look amazing.
I’ve seen Zhou Lei, deputy head of Jia Hu, and several officials in Niu Shan Town, smiling with eyes down.
There are still several police cars parked outside the door, and many policemen are on guard carefully.
And these people are all around Zhuang Dad to listen to what he is saying.
Look at his happy appearance, it must mean making wine.
When Dad Zhuang saw that Zhuang was not far away, his eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Xiaoyuan, come and get the materials!"
"I can’t tell you clearly about the brewing process. I will brew it for you! Xiaoyuan, give me a hand. "
Many middle-aged people swept their eyes and complimented them one after another. "It’s really a tiger dog!"
Zhuang said not far away that I was born with a Zhang Shuai face! Handsome, do you understand?
"The guy has an object? I’ll introduce you to one! "
"Where is the young man? Or does the family inherit the family business? "
"Is this small?" Dad Zhuang also dislikes his own son "I don’t know what I’m busy with all day, but I can’t help making wine for me, and I’ve done a little business …"
Yes, although it is disgusting, it is full of pride.
Most of the fields are white for middle-aged and elderly people. This is to belittle reality, to boast and to compliment.
But gossiping is gossiping. Once Dad Zhuang got the brewing materials, he suddenly became serious.
He wore a clean white coat, a mask, a hat and gloves and got busy around the "pub brewer"
A group of middle-aged people are feeling well, finally get to work.
Where are they really interested in making wine?
They want to see the production process, but they are still not at ease, even though it has made Zhuang’s father work.
Their family and friends also need disease-relieving wine.
