Beast World Sweet Pet: I rely on the foundation to become a boss

It is a simple job to divide the grapes one by one, but the repetitive action is boring.

But "accidentally" broke the skin and had to eat it, it seems that it is not boring anymore.

Everyone worked hard and it was done quickly.

From the beginning, Luoyang told everyone not to lose the hoarfrost on the grape skins, which is a good thing to help fermentation.

After the grapes are picked, Luoyang carefully spreads out the grapes to control the moisture.

After one night, the jar should be ready tomorrow.

After finishing all this, Luoyang washed the ten earthen jars clean, and turned them upside down to drain the water inside.

The next day, Hongguo continued to set up his barbecue stall.

It was Xiong Xing, who came here to eat breakfast and didn't know if he should help Hongguo or Luoyang.

I was so conflicted, both of them were his good friends, but he only had one, what should I do?

"You go and help Hongguo, I have someone to help me." Luo Yang said funny, Hanhan is Hanhan, this is also worrying.

"Well, then I'm going to help Hongguo." Xiong Hanhan's eyes are bright, helping Luoyang should not be able to eat grapes, but helping Hongguo can definitely eat skewers.

Luo Yang watched Xiong Xing happily run away, and thought to himself, luckily it wasn't his brother.

Otherwise, he would have to worry to death, what a big heart.

People work for a bite to eat.Moreover, he still paid for the food...

"Feng Yi, let's make a bar." Luo Yang shook his head, not thinking about Xiong Xing, anyway, his own people are quite smart.

"Okay." Feng Yi stretched out his hand to cut Luo Yang's hair, his partner is the smartest.

With Xiong Hanhan as a comparison, Luo Yang felt that the most stupid people in the tribe were not so stupid.

Other clansmen also went to the market to find people to exchange things, and some went to help Hongguo, and of course some stayed to help Luoyang.

Luoyang asked everyone to wash their hands, put the mouth of the earthen pot, squeezed the grapes with bare hands and put them in the jar.

Put a few pieces of crushed sugar on one layer, and repeat this until the entire earthen jar is filled, and then seal it.

The clansmen were at a loss, didn't they say not to break the grape skins yesterday, why do they have to break the grape skins again today?

I feel that wine making is so profound, and the clansmen are confused.

But look at Fengyi immediately put it into practice, several clansmen, you look at me and I look at you.

I'm not ashamed to ask, so I followed suit.

The patriarchs all approve of the wise man's approach, which must make sense.

How did they know that Feng Yi is a strict husband, he does what his partner says, he is very obedient.

They brought back a lot of grapes yesterday, and it would take time to crush each one.

It was not finished until the sun was three poles, and it was almost noon.

"This job is not easy." Luo Yang finished the last one, stood up and stretched.

He moved his neck, feeling a little sore in his neck.

"You sit, and I'll rub it for you." Feng Yi took Luo Yang's hand and pushed him to sit on a flat stone.

Pressing Luoyang's shoulders with appropriate strength, and hitting Luoyang's back twice with a small force from time to time.

"Well, it's comfortable." Luo Yang really felt comfortable, and he almost fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Feng Yi's face is also very gentle, asking from time to time if the strength is too much or something.

"Uh..." the surrounding clansmen.

Here it is again, the weird feeling when picking grapes yesterday came again.

Everyone quickly finished the work they were doing, talked to Feng Yi, and left the cave one after another.

Some prepare food, some help collect firewood and so on.

It seems that they are not busy and there is not much work, but no one wants to go back to the cave.

The meat I ate last night was exchanged from Hongguo's stall, today Feng Yi thinks that there are only a lot of Hongguo exchanged, Feng Yi simply didn't let anyone go hunting.

Sure enough, the clansmen who came back from the stall brought back a lot of meat, and the red fruits all expressed that they would not come back to eat.

There are a lot of people waiting in line for food.

"Patriarch, I..." As soon as a clansman walked in, he was startled by Feng Yi's sharp look.

"Hush." ​​Feng Yi raised a finger to his lips.

It turned out that Luo Yang fell asleep relying on Feng Yi at some point.

The clansman whispered, it's time to eat.

Feng Yi said he knew and asked people to go out.

Luoyang might be really tired, and with the comfort of Fengyi's massage, he fell asleep in a daze.

Feng Yi shook him lightly, seeing that Luo Yang had not woken up, he simply carried him into the cubicle like a princess.

Putting Luoyang on his own floor, Feng Yi thought about it, and he himself squeezed into Luoyang's floor.

It's really nothing to sleep with Luoyang in my arms, and don't eat a meal.