Chapter 998

"I'm so smart."

Fang Yuan put down his wine glass and praised himself: "say it casually and say the name of the wine."

Yue WanChen glanced at him. She looked very amorous and said softly, "my husband is of course a smart man."

Since Fang Yuan has promised to accompany her in these seven days, she is the only one, and it seems that there are only two of them in the southeast corner of Nuo Da's old city. There is really no need to be reserved. Just say what you think.

Fang Yuan has always been a man of his word. Anyway, he agreed to accompany her, so he will no longer consider the affairs of Kunlun and concentrate on being Yue WanChen's husband.

Reaching out and gently pinching her wrist, Fang Yuan sighed with regret: "alas."

"Well, why sigh?"

Yue WanChen doesn't understand.

"I'm sighing. It's a waste to have such good wine, but it can't be produced in large quantities to get rich."

Fang Yuan said something from his heart: "after I tasted it carefully just now, this wine is not only mellow and strong, but also has an excellent taste. A small drink can relax tendons and activate blood circulation. It should also have the magical effect of tonifying Yin and Yang. As the saying goes, this wine should be in heaven. How many times have you tasted it on earth? Xiao Chen, you said my two wonderful words -- "

"Don't drag. I've seen cheeky people, but I haven't seen so thick."

Yue WanChen raised her hand and covered her mouth with a smile, interrupting Fang Yuan's words.

"If I were thin skinned, I wouldn't be able to marry such a good daughter-in-law as you. Hey hey -- what's this?"

When Fang Yuan smiled shamelessly, Yue WanChen took out several pieces of paper from the magazine and handed it to him.

"The wine making process of thousands of days drunk."

Yue WanChen said, bent down and took out a small black porcelain bottle from under the stone table, shook it and said, "there are also distillers' yeast necessary for grain fermentation."

Distiller's yeast is the conidia of Aspergillus transferred into the strongly boiled white rice, and then kept warm, and the mycelium grows luxuriantly on the rice grain.

Distiller's yeast is the essence of Huaxia wine culture. The main microorganisms growing in the koji are molds, and the use of molds is a great invention of the ancestors.

Even, Professor Kenichiro sakuchi, a famous microbiologist in Toyo, believes that the invention of koji can even be comparable to the four great inventions in ancient times, which is of course from a biological point of view.

In fact, it is true. Although Chinese wine culture has been for thousands of years, we know that the quality of Jiuqu directly affects the quality of wine, but we never understand the essence of Jiuqu.

It was not until modern times that modern science and technology were used to figure out what was going on: there were a large number of microorganisms growing in Jiuqu, and there were enzymes secreted by them (amylase, saccharifying enzyme and protease). Enzymes had biocatalysis and could accelerate the transformation of starch and protein in grains into sugars and amino acids. Sugar is decomposed into ethanol under the action of yeast enzymes, that is, alcohol.

Few people who like drinking do not know the importance of Jiuqu to wine.

Fang Yuan naturally understood it, so when she saw Yue WanChen suddenly take out the wine making technology and distiller's yeast, the smile on her face converged. After looking into her eyes for a moment, she asked, "they asked you to give it to me?"

Since qianrizui is something in Jiuyou world and Yue WanChen hasn't been there, Fang Tianming and his wife can only give it to her and let her hand it over to Fang Yuan.

"Yes, your parents entrusted me to give you these two things."

Yue WanChen put the small black porcelain bottle containing Jiuqu in front of Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan looked down at the papers and the small porcelain vase and said faintly, "why did they give me these things?"

Only when you are very serious can Fang Yuan not say 'what ah what'.

"All parents in the world hope that their children can have a skill and pass it on from generation to generation. As long as you manage carefully, you won't be hungry in any age. "

Yue WanChen said, "Fang Yuan, I know you are not short of money. Let alone the women around you, it's easy to get rich overnight with your ability to steal saints. However, it is not the right way after all, and other people's money is not your money. Therefore, if you want to leave your future children with your own family, you must take the right path and create wealth through your own hard work. "

Looking at Yue WanChen's small mouth opening and closing quickly, she picked up a celery and stuffed it in.

Men have such a bad smell. When they see that a woman's small mouth is very attractive, they always want to put something in it

"You're such a good eloquence. It's a waste not to do MLM."

Fang Yuan smiled, picked up the small porcelain bottle, opened it and looked inside. He was scared.

There is a lot of noise inside. They are all small red ants, very small ones.

According to the understanding of Fang Yuan, distiller's yeast is the mold of some grains, which belongs to microorganisms and is invisible to the naked eye.

But how can these Jiuqu drunk for thousands of days be red ants?

In fact, he doesn't know that there are small ants in the production process of tofu milk in the brewing industry (the specific process flow should be available on the Internet. I won't say much here. My brother worked in the brewery for two years when he just finished school, so he knows that these small ants, also known as Hongqu, are needed for the fermentation of tofu milk raw materials), These small creatures are used to speed up grain fermentation.

Fang Yuan didn't have much interest in these little red ants. He covered them and put them aside. He smiled innocently and made it clear that he didn't take it seriously.

Yue WanChen advised him, "Fang Yuan, I advise you to take it. This is the second time they have given you the opportunity to start a business and get rich. Don't waste your parents' heart."

Fang Yuan frowned: "the second time? What do you mean? "

Everything will have a second time only after the first time. Fang Yuan certainly knows such a simple truth.

But he doesn't remember when Fang Tianming and his wife gave him a good opportunity to start a business and get rich.

"For the first time, it was some cosmetics."

Yue WanChen stretched out the tip of her tongue and gently licked her lower upper lip: "the round beauty product produced by water shadow is the process used. It's just that you don't seem to cherish it and give it to others. They -- were disappointed. "

"Yan Si, Taoist priest?"

Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed slowly and floated up to the appearance of Yan four.

The cosmetics now produced by Yuanmei group are based on the jars of Chinese herbal medicine given by Yan sidaochang, and then derived a variety of products.

As soon as Fang Yuan saw the back of Yan Sidao Chang, he felt that she was exactly the same as his mother. He thought that the poor day made him find his mother. The process was even more difficult than finding his mother's little tadpole. Who knew that when people turned around, she was a young and beautiful young Taoist.

When Fang Yuan thought of the young Taoist, he could feel the closeness, but he didn't dare to recognize each other.

After all, there are children who recognize the wrong sister-in-law, but I have never heard of anyone who recognizes a mother casually.

But now that Yue WanChen mentioned the fourth Taoist priest Yan, Fang Yuan suddenly realized something.

"Is that Taoist nun named Taoist Yan Si Chang? I don't know. "

Yue WanChen shook her head and said, "Fang Tianming only told me that after he had worked hard to steal the seeds of Chinese herbal medicine, he gave them to a Taoist aunt and asked her to give them to you."

"So it is."

Just now I seemed to realize something. That feeling suddenly disappeared.

Of course, he also knew that the relationship between Taoist priest Yan and his parents was different, but it was nothing, because Taoist priest Yan seemed to care about him in the past.

Picked up the cup, Fang Yuan took another sip and said, "it's not given to anyone. The water shadow is my legal wife."

"In their hearts, only one girl can be your wife."

Yue WanChen picked up a chopstick egg and handed it to Fang Yuan's mouth.

Fang Yuan opened his mouth and ate. He asked vaguely, "that girl is your daughter and your former daughter Xia Xiaoyun?"

Yue WanChen's eyes darkened and said, "yes."

Fang Yuan asked, "why?"

"Since I know she has nothing to do with me, I don't care about her anymore."

Yue WanChen said faintly, "it's not that I'm cruel and don't read the old love. It's that I think the sacrifice I made for her is big enough to be worthy of her calling my mother for more than 20 years."

She's not lying, let alone showing off.

Let alone that Xia Xiaoyun was brought up by her since childhood. After being poisoned by the corpse, Yue WanChen didn't hesitate to pull down her cheek and take the initiative to climb into his bed in order to protect her daughter.

Fang Yuan tried to persuade her, saying that Xia Xiaoyun was still very concerned about her, but he didn't want to persuade her anymore when he thought of some of her words, so he had to sigh in his heart.

Yue WanChen once again put an egg in Fangyuan before saying, "from this point of view, it is even more proof that they are your biological parents. Fang and her husband, take it. It's their intention. "

"I'm not good at giving people a good excuse anyway."

"This time, don't give it to others. Make it yourself."

"OK, listen to you."

"This is a good husband."

Yue WanChen stood up, leaned across the table and kissed her forehead. Her smile was more beautiful than flowers, but she couldn't hide the gray shadow of death.

Fang Yuan lowered his eyes and said softly, "he is my father. How can he calculate that you will, will --" on July 11

"Dead."

Yue WanChen said the word he couldn't bear to say for him.

Fang Yuan asked, "do you believe it?"

"To tell you the truth, I don't believe it, but I can't help believing it."

Yue WanChen shook her head first and then asked, "have you ever heard of the name Pan Long language?"

Pan Longyu is known as the Taishan Beidou in Chinese geomantic circles. However, many legends have been left in the Jianghu, which is highly respected by goats. After drinking more than once, he regretted that he was such a genius. Why didn't Mr. Pan find him and accept him as a disciple?

If he can become a disciple of master pan, it's nothing to explore the Dragon Cave. If he wants to find a big man's yinzhai, he can break open whose door.

Influenced by him, it's hard for Fang Yuan to know. Some of the meaning of "the little flower next door caught a cold, and the whole village caught a cold" is not like Xia's woman. Pan Longyu stood in front of her and was ridiculed by her as an old God stick.

After seeing Fang Yuan nodding, Yue WanChen said, "Fang Tianming is the eighth disciple of Pan Longyu and the closing disciple. As for Lou Xiang, who has had some disputes with you, he can only be regarded as a nominal disciple who has learned a little about him. "

Fang Yuan is a little stupid.

He only knew that Longtou was a disciple of Pan Longyu, but he never thought that his father would be Lao Pan's closed disciple.

Generally speaking, the closing disciple is the one who inherits all the mantle of the teacher.

Since Fang Tianming is the closing disciple of Pan Longyu, it seems that Yue WanChen's death date is not nonsense.