The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

This is the coolest place for the whole family, the kind that can escape the heat in hot summer, and it couldn't be more suitable.

Putting down Song Fubao and going out, as if he didn't care anymore, Song Youyin stood there blankly, speechless, that's it?

If it's that simple, everyone can do it.

Song Fubao seemed to see through his thoughts, and took a few steps forward generously, "Hey, second brother, why do you have such an expression, you don't think everyone can do this, and I won't succeed if I do it?"

After finishing speaking, he stared at him with a death gaze.

Song Youyin panicked immediately, how dare he, he said Song Fubao, it would be strange if he was not beaten to death by his family, in other families, men respect women and are inferior, men dare not say anything about women.

As far as their family is concerned, there is no distinction between men and women, whoever is a soft persimmon will be unlucky.

But I really feel that the family relationship is much better than other families, there will be no fights, and there are very few red faces, so I later felt that I should spoil my wife.

"Sister, you read it wrong, brother didn't think so, absolutely!" He made a swearing gesture, sweating on his forehead, it turned out that not only his mother has mind reading skills to know what bad water his father is holding back, but my cousin has this skill at such a young age .

Woman, it's amazing!

Don't marry a daughter-in-law when you grow up, it's terrible!

"Okay, but second brother, think about it, can everyone do what I do? If the butcher bun seller in the town teaches you, can you also learn it? So most of the things in this world are Individuals can do it, but whether they can do it depends on whether they can think of it here, so this is the key!"

Song Fubao pointed to his head, and shook it twice.

Of course, except for math problems, that thing is teaching, which is difficult for her.

These words opened the door to Song Youyin's new world. He stood there in a daze, feeling a shock in his head. Song Fubao sat down and waited for his fourth cousin, Song Youbao, to come back from drinking.

The moldy tofu can be eaten in seven to ten days, but whether it can be stored for a long time depends on the quality of the wine. Generally, 52% white wine is the most suitable.

But this place is ancient after all, and the wine-making technology is questionable. She only smelled a strong wine smell when passing by.

In just an hour, Song Youbao came back with an earthen pot, his steps were extraordinarily steady and cautious, and he shouted after entering the door, "Sister, Fu Bao, come and pick it up, I'm afraid I might fall, and I won't be able to walk properly, hurry up!" Take it, I really can't stand it!"

Song Fubao took it hahaha and put it on the stone table. Song Youbao immediately galloped happily like a wild horse, jumping up and down to return to the comfort of his body.

Seeing Grandma Song shaking her head, this boy is like a monkey, hey, he is out of shape.

Song Fubao sat down and uncovered the thick cloth on the crock pot, and the strong aroma of wine came to his nostrils, but he had never drunk wine in his previous life, and he couldn't tell the degree, but there was a feeling that even an outsider would think it was a good thing.

Grandma Song also came over to smell it, and nodded repeatedly.

"It's really the best. It cost grandma half a penny for this, and the food is only two catties of silver. Hey, it's only a catty of bar here. Your grandfather hasn't bought it for him after thinking about it for several years. You can't buy it for him. Don't put it outside, grandma will help you hide it, and ask grandma to get it when you need it!"

Of course Song Fubao nodded in agreement, and as soon as he finished speaking, Grandpa Song frowned when he came back into the yard, and Grandma Song quickly hid behind him and walked into the house quickly.

Grandpa Song sniffed the air carefully, then patted his head and shook his head, "Hey, I'm really old and my nose doesn't work well, but I can smell wine. It's the white water drunk I want to buy the most."

It seemed that he was too regretful, he shook his head, put the tools into the firewood room, and when he came out, Grandma Song was holding a bowl, which contained about two sips of Baishuizui.

Song Fubao was shocked, didn't he not give it?

Grandma Song was a little embarrassed by being stared at, and explained, "Let your grandfather taste it, don't worry, don't let him move the rest."

"Grandma, I don't want that much. You can pour out another two taels and let my father and uncle taste it. They really worked hard!" Song Fubao didn't think moldy tofu was more important than his family, let alone six catties of tofu. Half a catty of white wine is needed, and a total of eight catties of tofu are made. One catty of tofu costs less than one tael of white wine, which means that at most only seven taels of white wine are needed.

Hearing this, Grandma Song was very moved again.

This granddaughter is so filial.

Who said that women are not as good as men and grandchildren, really, they are so filial!

She smiled brightly, "Okay, let's pour it at dinner time, and scare them then, don't talk about it!"

After giving instructions, Grandma Song hurriedly turned around and hid back. Grandpa Song came out and felt that his nose smelled of alcohol again, but he still refused to believe that he was completely old and his nose was broken.

"Fubao, Youyin Youbao, do you smell the wine?"

Song Fubao, Song Youyin, and Song Youbao shook their heads in unison, "No, Grandpa, you must have heard it wrong!"

Grandpa Song: ...

He smiled awkwardly. Just as he was about to check his nose, someone knocked on the gate of the yard, "Is the old Song's family there? Is old Song at home?"

Everyone looked back, and it turned out that the person who came was the village head!