I'll slap you little drunk to death! Tian Xiaopang's slap raised high, and then gently fell on his thigh. He really couldn't bear to beat him.

But I still have to find a way to say: "Now I'll coax you first, wait until the recipe is drawn, and then settle the score together. At that time, I will have to slap your butt red!"

Tian Xiaopang likes to swear two things, referred to as Tian’s double oath: one is to make the little monkey’s butt red, and the other is to write his surname upside down.

Especially the second one is more annoying. Not to mention the reverse, as long as it is flipped 90 degrees or multiples of 90 degrees, you just toss it. The word "field" is still the word "field".

The little monkey was drunk and could only wait until it woke up naturally. If it was pulled up now and was dizzy, then it got the recipe wrong.

"Or, let's try it yourself first." Liang Yaoguo also brought two masters, who had been working on brewing fruit wine for a lifetime, and had a lot of recipes in his hands. To be honest, they really look down on this little monkey. Monkey winemaker, isn't this fun!

What kind of monkey wine is probably a coincidence. Monkey winemaking can be better than humans, so why do we winemakers do?

"Wait." Liang Yaoguo had tasted the monkey wine made by Xiaobai in person, and it was not an exaggeration to say it was jade liquid and nectar.

Then wait. After sleeping for more than two hours, the little monkey stretched, opened his eyes, smacked his lips, and then Tian Xiaopang quickly handed over a bottle of drink: You must not eat fruit anymore.

There was also a little Nannan serving him, wiping his face with a towel for Brother Bai; there were also Xiao Guangguang and Xiao Wenwen, one left and one right, massaged his shoulders, serving him like an old man.

"Uncle Xiaobai, we should work. It will be dark in a while?" Liang Xiaohu asked weakly.

The little monkey grinned at him, then patted his belly, and immediately handed over the beef jerky next to him. The little monkey first made this thing too hard, swayed his little paws, and then grabbed a piece of cheese from Xiaoya's hand.

"Okay, you are really good. Your ancestors are in Huaguo Mountain, so it's probably just like this-" Bao Daming said he was convinced.

This is not the end. There are people who help tigers eat. Amane jumped out from behind the young boss, stretched his black slap in front of Tian Xiaopang, and used his other hand to make a move to twist money.

"Why is this labor fee?" Bao Daming saw his eyes straightened, and he felt that the chimpanzee had the style he had back then.

Smack, Tian Xiaopang slapped Amani three times in the head: I'm here to play this big name, I can't bear to beat Xiaobai, and I can't bear to hit you?

A partial ghost! Amani immediately became depressed and hid behind the children with his head and his head. The little Nannan poked his belly: "Amani, my godfather asked you to go to him in the middle of the night, and he taught you how to change it."

These days, Mr. Yang has told the children about Journey to the West, and it happened to talk about the part where Bodhi Patriarch beats Sun Wukong. The little girl learned and used it, and then used it on Amani.

I don’t want to learn the seventy-two changes, so I just want to learn somersault clouds. A somersault goes back to my hometown in Africa - Amani droops his long arms and draws circles on the ground.

Xiaobai is still relatively smart. If he knows that if he continues to show off his makeup, his father will definitely get angry. The next one to be cut is it, so he started working seriously.

I saw its small claws rushing tightly, and the sheep grabbed two handfuls and threw them into the glass jar; grabbed five handfuls of Shandu persimmons and threw them into the inside; then grabbed the back of the head, and grabbed another handful of Shandu persimmons and threw them into the inside.

Do you have any idea? Everyone shook their heads when they saw it. Especially those two masters, they shook their heads like rattles: It’s revealed, they must be fooling around here!

Finally, the little monkey grabbed another handful of lantern fruit, threw it into a glass container, and patted two little paws to indicate that it was a good time.

"Xiaobai, is that OK?" Tian Xiaopang made sure again last.

The little monkey grabbed the back of the head, then pinched two more lantern fruits and threw them inside.

"Think about it!" Do you have any idea? Tian Xiaopang was also a little confused by him.

The little monkey blinked his round eyes twice, then picked up a few bunches of mountain grapes, all with a layer of white frost, and threw them into the jar. As for wine making, the grapes have high sugar content, which is the most suitable.

Seeing that Xiaobai stopped working, he poured out the fruits in the glass bottle, sorted them out, finally put them on the scale, and then calculated the specific ratio.

Liang Yaoguo was also quite satisfied with the performance of the little monkey and reached out to touch its thorns: "Xiaobai, if you really develop the monkey wine, you will be given a bonus at that time!"

Oh oh, the little monkey kept shaking his head, and his little paws were chewing, which made Liang Yaoguo look: "If you have a high style, you don't even have a bonus. Thank you very much. In the future, the monkey can drink enough for you!"

Zhizhizhi, the little monkey jumped up and down. Obviously, Liang Yaoguo said something wrong. It was Xiaoya who came up as a translator: "Xiaobai said that it doesn't have money and wants to pay dividends!"

Dividend? This little monkey has become a sperm! Liang Yaoguo looked at the little monkey and saw it keep nodding his monkey's head, obviously it was called by Xiao Ya.

He didn't know that the little monkey didn't know how much money he had, but he knew how much money he had. He paid dividends for two days in the cooperative. After watching, the little monkey figured out: It would be better to pay more money for dividends!

"Xiaobai, you are considered a technology investment, awesome!" Bao Daming was completely convinced. Does even monkeys know how to protect intellectual property rights now?

He was also deeply inspired: It seems that the prescriptions I have prepared for kidney-tonifying and yang-tonifying prescriptions will also be charged for Fenier in the future.

Liang Yaoguo patted the little monkey's head again: "Okay, the recipe belongs to you, and he is also a technician. At that time, I will give you 10% profit of Monkey Wine. Haha, this time, Monkey Wine is worthy of its reputation!"

The two brewers curled their lips: Mr. Liang has a bad vision. He regards a little monkey as his ancestor. Do you really think that every monkey can become a monkey king?

Although I didn't understand very well, the little kids knew a little, so they were all happy for the little monkey. Xiao Nannan came up first and hugged the little monkey's arm: "Brother Xiaobai, you are so awesome, you have become a shareholder--"

The little monkey raised his head and then oh-oh a few times in his mouth, which meant that he would buy you new clothes after the dividend was distributed.

There is also this good thing! When the other kids saw it, they rushed up and surrounded the little monkey. The little monkey began to promise, and the level was getting higher and higher. When it was Minibutu's turn, they all turned into BMWs.

That's right, it's not a BMW, it's a BMW!

Just brag about you, anyway, it’s all empty checks - Tian Xiaopang was a little angry and simply ignored it. After Liang Xiaohu recorded the recipe, he followed Liang Yaoguo to take action and put all kinds of fruits back into a large glass jar, put them in half a second, and then shake them evenly. The rest was to wait until they fermented before trying the taste.

In the two of them, even if they were only half of what they had drunk last year, it would be a complete success.

Artificially brewed things will definitely be different from those in natural environments.

The two of them were about to move the glass jar to the warehouse, but they saw the little monkey carrying a brick and running over like a gust of wind. They squeaked a few times, then raised the brick and slammed it on the glass jar with a snap.

With a clamor, the glass jar broke and the fruit inside also flowed all over the floor.

"What kind of temper do you have? You can smash it if you say it!" Liang Yaoguo was also stunned. Could it be that he disliked the few shares given and regretted it again?

It's good to smash it, this is shooting oneself in the foot! The two winemakers were watching the fun next to them, and almost applauded the little monkey: As for the monkey, they are fickle and fickle, and they must not trust them-

"You monkey, I won't fight for three days, and I'll go to the room to remove the tiles!" Tian Xiaopang was really angry this time: I know what it means to kill a donkey, today, I'll tell you to know!

Oh oh, the little monkey kept screaming, and Tian Xiaopang's slap was about to fall on its head, and then suddenly stopped: "Xiaobai, do you say this jar is not good, you can't use glass, and the fruit must be fermented in the tree hole?"

The little monkey lit his little head twice: Otherwise, do you think you are idle and you can learn from someone to smash the jar?

Tian Xiaopang took back his slap and blinked his eyes to think about it. He seemed to understand: Last year, the little monkey brewed monkey wine in the forest, which was in the tree hole!

It makes sense to think about it. For example, birch holes or oak holes also secrete sap, and then ferment with juice. Of course, it is different from glass jars. No wonder the little monkey smashed the jars.

The container problem is also the key to brewing Monkey Wine.

When talking about this situation to Liang Yaoguo, the two brewers brought by Liang Yaoguo also frowned. They felt that this little monkey seemed to be a little good at it.

You know, brewing wine, especially abroad, emphasizes the use of wooden barrels. It seems that this little monkey is not entirely a tragic matter. Could it be that what kind of monkey wine can be produced?

No, absolutely not! They soon strengthened their confidence: How could the little macaque be compared with a master like them who has been in the industry for decades, and even a disciple is not allowed.

Although the jar was smashed, the ratio was already mastered and it could be adjusted at any time. This tree hole is hard to find, and there are not so many suitable tree holes in the forest?

"Can you use a wooden barrel?" Tian Xiaopang and Xiaobai gestured for a while. The little monkey reluctantly lit his little head, probably meaning to make do with it.

That's good. There is a carpenter in the village, who is a big-eyed carpenter who makes sleds. Although he is known as a big-eyed carpenter, he has two unique skills, one is a sled and the other is a wooden barrel, which can be used in handy.

Hoops are definitely a technical job. In the past, there was a special business called coops. Those who could be called "craftsmen" were all craftsmen. For example, carpenters, blacksmiths, pig makers, glass makers, etc.

So I went to Bao Dayan again and helped Bao Youyu make the wooden pulp for rowing. Tian Xiaopang explained his purpose, and Bao Dayan was also in trouble: Now who can use wooden barrels? They all use iron barrels or plastic barrels. I haven't made wooden barrels for more than ten years!

Tian Xiaopang looked sharp and touched it. He soon found a large wooden barrel upside down on the fence. So he ran over and knocked it with his hands: "Please use this first. Now it is mainly in the experimental stage. There are a few barrels. You can do the rest slowly."

"This bucket won't work!" Bao Dayan looked embarrassed.

Bao Da, who came with him, understood and was anxious: "You are still whining with me with you, why are you learning Nirvana from Xiaobai?"
Chapter completed!