Just as several leaders in the village were circling around Zhang Hongyu, Qiao Qiao completely let him go. This is not stealing the wine from his godfather, but the wine prepared by his own father for his grandfather.

It’s not much, but it’s not much. It’s said that it’s a collection of a family on the right bank. It’s not easy to sell it. It’s because it’s sold for the Qiao family’s share. It’s just a little better than vinegar. Yes, I have to brew some of it myself, so I’ll drink it first.

How long has it been since I entered the mobile phone space? I saved someone this time, and I was an official. I should have enough electricity, right? Then I can't go in so carelessly. Maybe someone wakes her up again later. Yes, put a small bowl of wine in my room and drink it at night.

"Girl, what are you doing?"

Erqiao became addicted to drinking and drinking. He just saw Qiao Qiao stealing cats into the yard and rummaging through boxes and cabinets, so he stole wine.

Qiao Qiao ignored Erqiao and put the wine jar back to its original place. She asked mysteriously, "Second brother, do you want to drink?"

"Nonsense, what are the requirements? Tell me, what can I do, I can't help you." Erqiao knew that the girl must be in trouble.

"You go and help me to the wine-making house on the right bank, get some wine choruses, and we buy it with him for the silver and I brew it myself."

Buy some first and make your own koji. This requires you to enter your mobile phone to have a way.

"Can you really make it? OK, I'll ask for it for you, but now you can give me a bowl." Qiao Wu was still questioning, and immediately believed it unconditionally.

"A bowl? It's so beautiful that you don't have much." Qiao Qiao saw Er Qiao not moving, okay, I'll give you half a bowl, and there's not a drop in it.

make a deal.

In the evening, Qiao Qiao locked Dahui outside the door and repeatedly confirmed that she had locked the door of the room before she could drink the wine she stole in advance.

Enter your phone as you wish, and the battery level is full, haha...

Race against time, every second is always fighting, time is endless, ah...

I was so fucked, what the hell was humming? Isn’t it just a phone full of electricity, so I need to be so excited? Qiao Qiao scolded herself.

But you can't imagine what kind of mood it would be to use a high-tech thing in such an ancient era? It is definitely more exciting than when you were awarded the title on the wedding night.

As usual, try sending messages. If you are disappointed, you can't move anything that can be connected to the outside world. You can only browse. You can use a metaphor to make a mobile phone just an encyclopedia.

Encyclopedia is also fine. Qiao Qiao starts with wine, the formation of sprinklers, the methods and steps of brewing wine, and focuses on steaming, steaming wine, steaming essential oils, etc. We also look at agricultural tools. Modern agricultural tools have been through thousands of years of survival of the fittest, which is definitely much better than those in ancient times. Food is the foundation, so we should first grasp agriculture.

It took almost half the night to check these miscellaneous things. Qiao Qiao turned off the phone and left some electricity for emergency use next time.

Light up the oil lamp and remember everything you remember in the small notebook. You can only draw pictures of farm tools. Notes on the edges of the pictures are not difficult to make them with the abilities of Uncle Blacksmith and Third Dad.

Wine is an urgent task. If you want to drink it yourself, you have to be filial to your grandfather, your own father and godfather, and you have to bribe Er Qiao from time to time. This wine chorus is so troublesome, so you have to experiment quickly at dawn.

Another one is a rice mill. The rice mill cannot be made. You can build a water mill. I drew dozens of drawings to explain it. I hope it can be made. Qiao Qiao really saw that the thing my father and mother pounded rice with her feet was tired and slow.

In the old water mill room, the power machine of the water mill was a large vertical water wheel. The wheel was equipped with several plates and leaves. The water was used to impact the water wheel to make it rotate to remove the shell of the millet. Building a water mill room by Xiangshui has taken advantage of the land and must be done.

Before she knew it, Qiao Qiao had finished so much. Looking at the spoils that came out overnight, Qiao Qiao lamented that her painting skills were so good. The modern parents paid her to apply for the children's Chinese painting class for her to do not learn in vain.

Bang bang...

Who knocked on the door in the middle of the night? I yawned and took the latch away, grandpa, dad, mom...

"Don't sleep in the middle of the night... It's dawn?" It's not dawn, and Qiao Qiao saw clearly that the sun was shining outside the door.

"Daughter, you said you usually leave the big gray inside. Today, the big gray was locked outside and bolted to the door. Before you get up, do you want to scare the whole family to death?"

Dad Qiao blamed his daughter and went in. I wanted to see what you were doing.

The paper is full of pictures, and the lamp oil has been lost. My daughter hasn't slept all night?

Seeing that my grandfather and father were looking at her pictures, my mother glared at Qiao Qiao and quietly fetched water to wash her face, leaving breakfast.

"Look at you, why are you so worried? How can you grow up in the future?" Old Master Chen was also thrusting with pain.

"Didn't you ask me if there is a rice mill? I'm the rice mill that I painted."

Qiao Qiao pointed to the stack that my father grabbed in his hand with grievance.

Oh, rice mill? This rare thing was drawn by my daughter and cannot be damaged. Dad Qiao regretted looking at the paper that was a little wrinkled on his hand, and then put it back and spread it out carefully one by one.

"Then you can't draw like this late. Let's take your time and just draw a few pictures of it a day."

Dad Qiao said, suppressing the picture of the stall. Since his daughter is fine, he will go there. The people in the village have never planted the fields like people from the city, and are waiting for him to give advice.

"You go busy and find someone to find the blacksmith and Wu San, don't let me Qiaoer go there again."

Seeing his son-in-law go out, Mr. Chen shouted behind his back.

After calling out, the two grandparents and grandchildren laughed unconsciously. In this family, Dad Qiao is the most hardworking person, and anyone can instruct him.

"Xiao Qiao, I've had breakfast, wash my face and go to bed for a while." Chen Lan cooked eggs for her daughter and a bowl of porridge.

Chen Lan ordered her father again, "Dad, I'll go see our rice. Look at Xiao Qiao, don't let her go out today."

"Okay, you go."

There was only one old and one young man left in the family. The old man was peeling eggs for his granddaughter, "Look at your mother, you're calling me."

"It's not normal, look at me, I'll call my father."

"I think your mother is just learning from you and she will follow her role. She didn't dare to talk to me like this before."

Qiao Qiao almost complained when she heard what her grandfather said, "How can you say that the old ones learn to be younger? Are they all the young ones learning to be older?"

Haha... the grandfather and grandson laughed again.

"Qiao girl, are you looking for us?" The third father Wu An and Zhang Blacksmith came so quickly, and they hadn't finished their breakfast.

"Old Master Chen."

Mr. Chen nodded slightly to them, not very happy, mainly because he was not at the wrong time, and his grandparents were happy, so you came here to disturb him.

"Three Daddy, Uncle Blacksmith, you guys sit down first." Qiao Qiao stopped rushing, took a few sips and drank half an egg into her mouth.

Mr. Chen, who was so anxious, went to pour water quickly, don’t swallow it.
Chapter completed!