Sangli is also a man, not God, and it will be difficult to encounter such a difficult problem.

She was so excited that everyone’s eyes fell on her.

It was as if she were a driftwood in the vast sea, and a large boat fell into the water waiting for her rescue.

Uncle Afu saw that the situation was so difficult, he slapped himself hard, and the applause was very loud, and Sang's thoughts were broken.

"Uncle, you don't have to do this, Qingyuan Winery should be very nervous now, before the arrival of Song Qingyuan will often find you to determine the news here."

“Alas...”

"Don't let him know what's going on here, keep him immersed in his perfect plan, and if you can do it, even if you've done it, you've done a great favor to the restaurant."

Uncle Afu nodded, if this little thing is still not done well, it is really a long-time sinner in the wine shop.

"Well, I can do it, just girl, can this thing have a turn?"Uncle Rich looked worried at Sangli.

Sang pulled open a grin, in order to give himself a firm belief, but also to give everyone confidence, "of course."

As long as she said yes, that is, there really is, and no one asked, just waiting for Sanghu to fight a turning over with the big guy.

When he went to work that night, Song Qingyuan quietly called Uncle Afu away, thinking that he was doing well, but he did not know that everything was in Sang's plan.

Song Qingyuan's attitude to Uncle A is good, two people in front of a large table of dishes, "Uncle, how about there?"

Uncle Afu drank wine and ate vegetables, "What can be done, then, we don't know anything now, we can say, when it's done, you'll have to give me a lot of money."

"Of course, I'll do it, you can rest assured."Song Qingyuan's face of treachery, uncle Ah Fu hated how he would be on his way in the first place, causing so much trouble to the winery, and now looking at the look of Sangting's girl, he regretted it.

But regret is regret, now all you can do is cooperate with the play.

Song Qingyuan is not a fool, nor is he only listening to the words of Uncle Afu, he also secretly listened to the news of Huojia Winery.

The harmonious appearance of the Huojia Winery really does not seem to know what the wind is.

There is not much time left, even if they know what they can do.

Even if it is strong, it is impossible to make a new wine in a short period of time.

Thinking of the order that came to the influx of him here in large quantities, it was a pen of silver, what was fifty-two silver to Uncle Afu, what he could get was five thousand two, fifty thousand two...

Song Qingyuan drank a lot of wine that night, but he was an old fox, uncle Afu did not take it lightly, he also drank to seven or eight drunk, consciousness is sober, and did not talk.

After Sangting came home, simply ate his mouth and locked herself in the house, she wanted to find a way, how to change the taste of these wines in a short period of time, and can make people shine?

A lamp like a bean, quietly fell on the river in the yard, looking at the mulberry from afar, the pain is unbearable.

But he still did the war with the soldiers, and he did not drink badly, but he could not help with such a thing as winemaking.

In the autumn weather is a little cold, mulberry closed the window, vaguely feel that there is someone in the yard, but thinking that it may be Li Yan, this guy is really more and more unscrupulous, before he knew to hide, now so blatantly in the yard, not afraid of being seen.

No matter what, think about how to solve the problem.

The door was pushed open, and Sangli heard the sound looking back, thinking it was rolling the guy, but he didn't want to be a show.

“What is it?”She smiled and asked, not wanting to pass her troubles on to innocent children.

So in the face of them, mulberry as much as possible to maintain their own happy state.

The little girl smiled, ran in, and then spread out her hand, "Aunt, this wild fruit is delicious, you taste it."

Sanghu does not know what kind of wild fruit it is, anyway, in modern times, no matter what, people here call it sour beans.

Sour beans are not large, with the size of cherries, cooked, the appearance is red, but very sour, not cooked in the acid.

I haven't eaten yet, just look, the mulberry mouth is braving acid water.

Living together for so long, mulberry for the taste of the show beads is very understanding, she likes to eat acidic people, so this sour beans she feels delicious, must be sour.

"Aunt doesn't eat."Samantha was scared to back off.

But the show lady looked at her with innocent eyes, this is the best thing she can get, she is willing to share her delicious food with Sangting, was rejected by Sanghu, or some disappointment.

Children do not know how to hide emotions, everything is written on their faces.

She did not expect such a move, will provoke her unhappy, suddenly regret.

“Is this really delicious?”She asked, in fact, her heart was still resisting.

Xiuzhu re-burned hope again, nodded heavily, "It's delicious, aunt, you taste it, but it's delicious, I don't want to eat it, I've kept it for you."

Sang said, this really does not need to be left.

“If it tastes good, I’ll try it.”Although he was laughing, his heart was crying.

She really didn’t like to eat acid, not at all.

But in order not to disappoint the girl, she ate one with her small hand.

Sangli did not want to chew, so swallowed, perhaps not so sour.

But seeing the little look of the girl looking forward to, she dismissed the idea, presumably the little girl is trying to see how she is wrinkled by the acidic five senses together?

Sanghu had been drinking wine before, and the aroma of wine remained in his mouth, and the juice of sour beans was fused together, and a strange feeling was born.

The twilight froze, not even the feeling of acid.

Xiuzhu was also stupid, shaking his little hand in front of Sanghu, "Aunt, aunt, is it delicious?"

Sang nodded, “Shouhu, is there still?”Give me one more.”

The show spread out the small hand, there are four or five, "the afternoon is finished."

Four or five were enough, and mulberry first took a sip of wine and then chewed sour beans, a strange feeling spreading through the body.

But Sangli wasn’t content with this new feeling, and she wanted to try something else.

She smashed the sour beans, collected the juice inside, and mixed them into the wine, and a few drops of sour bean juice could make a small glass of wine taste.

Acid, it is delicious, but it should be better.

Sang Li happily picked up the beauty of the girl, in her face bar tidbits kissed, "show beads, you are really my little star."