After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

The two were reluctant to swallow the last sip of red wine hastily.

Lin Yan then imitated what Ye Qianchen had done just now, put his nose close to the edge of the wine glass, sniffed hard and said: "Is this the smell of vanilla?"

Ye Qianchen was not surprised by Lin Yan's sense of smell. People who drink alcohol all year round will always know some tricks. Although she is not as good as professional winemakers, her accumulated experience also allows her to understand some basic things.

"Yes, I didn't expect the little girl's winemaking technology is so mature that they can even bake the inside of the wine barrel."

Wine barrels are usually made of oak because oak has excellent waterproof properties and unique breathability.

Oak barrels allow small amounts of oxygen to come into contact with the wine, which is essential for the wine to mature and develop its flavor.

The production of oak barrels is a process that requires superb skills, including the selection, drying, bending, baking and assembly of wood. These processes directly affect the quality of the barrels and the aging effect of the wine.

Oak is toasted before being made into barrels, and different degrees of toasting can bring different flavors.

Light roasting can retain more of the original oak aroma, such as vanilla; medium roasting will add caramel and nutty aromas; heavy roasting will bring the taste of smoke, coffee and even dark chocolate.

The wine barrel that Bai Qingyun sent had a faint vanilla scent and was obviously lightly roasted.

Lin Yan also knew the degree of roasting of wine barrels. Hearing Ye Qianchen's praise, he immediately replied with pride: "Of course!"

Then Lin Yan looked at Ye Qianchen with his eyes slanted, and continued with some mockery: "Some people even said they had gifts for me, but I didn't expect it was just 'borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha'! I never thought that President Ye would also have financial difficulties."

Lin Yan was in a particularly good mood at the moment, eating his favorite hotpot, drinking his favorite red wine, and meeting the people he wanted to meet. He was able to be particularly accurate in his sarcasm.

Ye Qianchen didn't care about her sarcasm at all. Recalling that Lin Yan was lying on the hospital bed with no sign of waking up, his eyes dimmed for a moment. Looking at the person who had now recovered, he felt indescribably happy.

But as someone who has been immersed in the business world for many years, how could he be influenced by just a few words?

Ye Qianchen shook the goblet in his hand and drank the remaining wine in the glass with great interest. The original lip color was replaced by the natural pigment in the red wine and turned deep red.

There was still some red wine on the corner of his mouth. He abandoned his usual meticulous work attitude and put his arm around Lin Yan's waist and said, "It doesn't matter if I'm short of money. With President Lin here, I won't starve."

Although it was a bit shameless, Lin Yan enjoyed it very much: "Of course, but you still have to behave well as a nightclub owner. If you don't get tired of me, go and support ten or eight more mistresses. You will regret it."

Ye Qianchen knew that Lin Yan's words were a lie, but when he talked about supporting other people, his eyes dimmed. Even he himself did not realize that the look he gave Lin Yan was unconsciously tainted with some other emotions.

Just when Lin Yan was distractedly talking about the type of person she would support in the future, she herself didn't know when the city gate was breached...

The noise inside did not stop until the ward was filled with sunlight.

……

At the same time, in Bai Qingyun's space.

After Bai Qingyun hung up the video, he brought the two kids to count the clothes that Lin Yan had sent.

Almost everyone in the family was taken into consideration, even those who were suitable for Xiaoyan's body shape.

Bai Qingyun handed the clothes to the robot to sort them out. It was still early for sunrise outside the next day, and Bai Qingyun was not willing to waste this precious time.

"Purple Light Jade Slip?" Huo Huo looked at Bai Qingyun excitedly, with stars in his eyes.

Bai Qingyun was not vague either. He casually broke off a branch from the tree next to him and started practicing jade swordsmanship.

It was just at the beginning that Huo Huo was very interested in watching, but as time went on, the little fox's brows furrowed more and more.

Bai Qingyun closed his stance and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this sword technique?"

Huo Huo didn't have any ideas to begin with, so he quickly told the two of them his thoughts: "I can't really explain it, but I feel like the master's swordsmanship feels... like I've seen it somewhere before. And in Huo Huo's memory, the back of that person dancing with the sword looked more mature than the master's current posture."

Zhuzi quickly understood what Huohuo meant and asked in depth, "Sister, what you mean is that the figure of that person is similar to that of Madam Su?"

Huo Huo nodded quickly.

"Host, were all these jade slips given to you by Xiaoyaozi? Did you know her before?"

Bai Qingyun was also confused, but she still shook her head affirmatively: "How is it possible? I have been bound to you since I died in my previous life. If you really know me, you will know it."

"And I can be sure that I have never seen this kind of person in the life before I died, let alone heard of him. In the world of that life, there was not even any spiritual energy to cultivate."

Xiaoyaozi's cultivation level must have been achieved in an environment with abundant spiritual energy, by constantly drawing energy into the body. But in the world of that life, not to mention the exhaustion of spiritual energy, even spiritual energy... was nonexistent.

Zhuzi still disagreed. He always felt that there was something wrong in Bai Qingyun's narration, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Huo Huo had already given up thinking. This seemingly complicated problem was beyond her understanding.

But as the two of them talked, she quickly pointed out what made Zhuzi feel uncomfortable.

"But Master, you said before that you didn't know Huo Huo!"

The little fox holds a grudge. When she ran towards Bai Qingyun with joy, the look in Bai Qingyun's eyes when he looked at strangers had long been engraved in her memory.

Although the owner’s memory loss is understandable, this kind of invisible harm cannot be forgotten over time with just a few words.

"Host, I think what my sister said makes sense. Just in case, it would be better for you to recover your lost memories as soon as possible."

Bai Qingyun pouted: "It's not that simple!"

She also wanted to get her memory back as soon as possible, but the spiritual energy in the space was limited, and it was already difficult to support the circulation of the spiritual energy. If she wanted to improve her cultivation, it was now a fantasy.

Bai Qingyun knew this simple truth, and Zhuzi and Huohuo must have known it too, but sometimes they would ignore the problem when it arises.

The three of them just stood there in the space, staring at each other in confusion for a long time.

In the end, Bai Qingyun carefully searched through the things in his hands, took out the ring given by Xiaoyaozi and said, "How about we three divide the work and see if there is any answer in the things here?"

The two clueless little ones even nodded in sync.

Zhuzi reacted quickly and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Host, the space in the courtyard is limited, let's go to the warehouse!"