Chapter 85: Manor, wine!

Many people are more powerful, and the money is much better. In just one month, Ling Jingxuan’s manor is almost finished, and the all-terrain brick wall from Dongtou The Yuehuagou spread to the Xiaogong Mountain in the west, and the three walls were firmly enclosed in the manor. In order to facilitate the travel, the front door was removed, and a small door for the carriages to enter and exit the center of the left and right walls was opened. The three gates are connected to the straight cobblestone road, which has been connected to the newly-built official road in the inland waters. The whole manor is far from the palace hall. The only flaw is in the yard. Space is swaying.
The main entrance Ling Jingxuan did not use the ancient double-opened wooden doors. Instead, it chose a modern and strong iron gate. The door was painted with red paint and looked like an extravagant luxury. The manor is still in the finishing stage, although the necessary furniture has been invited. The woodwork was built, and they moved over. They also moved here and eat, but Ling Jingxuan has not named the manor yet. He wants to wait until everyone is free and gather again. nice name.
Pushing open the big iron gate, a bluestone road leads directly to the main house 100 meters away. The ground on both sides is already filled with the grape branches cut by Ling Jingxuan from the mountains. Under the careful watering of the crescent spring water, the thick branches have already revived.
The main house is blue and black tiles, and the rooms in the middle are at least hundreds of flats. There are eight bedrooms on the left and right sides. Each bedroom has a modern three-bedroom and one-bedroom style. It has its own bathroom and kitchenette. You can also treat you alone. On the opposite side of the main house, there is a huge clean kitchen and two spacious warehouses, as well as the entrance to the cellar. On the other side are Ma Peng, cowshed and free-standing wolf house, pig house. And the duck shed are planned to the backyard.
Bypassing the main house, there are only a row of ten-meter-high blue-brick houses with a height of at least three meters on the left side. There are only four rooms in total, each with a double-opening door. The area is quite impressive, that is, the so-called factory of Ling Jingxuan. On the right is also a row of large tiled rooms directly to the bottom of the yard, but it is divided into a number of small rooms, which are the standby warehouse and the next room.
Regardless of whether it is a factory building or a lower house, the area where the fruit trees are planted is planned in the front and rear. Although there is nothing at the moment, and the main house is about ten meters away, a large pond covering an area of ​​five acres has been Filled with water, the pond has been filled with lotus roots, but it is still not seen. When the water was diverted from Yuehuagou, Ling Jingxuan also quietly introduced a large number of fish, which was unfortunately thrown out, and he made Ling Jingpeng and Song Gengniu rented a boat to Lingjiang to salvage a large number of duckweed, which can add a little green atmosphere to the yard, and raise fish and raise ducks. The entire pond surface is basically covered in a piece of green.
In the middle of the pond, a huge cloister that connects the head and tail is hovered over it, not only for the family to pass, but also the octagonal pavilion in the middle can still rest and cool, and then the surrounding fruit trees are all grown, the lotus in the pond is also open, the scenery I’m afraid that it’s beautiful, but I don’t say anything. After the pavilion was built, it became a private study room for Ling Jinghan. Every day, he would take Song Shuiyu and screw up a pot of herbal tea. A dish of Song Yang’s special snacks used to go. Sitting for a long time.
At the back of the pond, several huge sheds were built, including pig pens, chicken houses and duck sheds. The two pigs and dozens of chickens that were bought earlier were all moved into the new nest. Ling Jingxuan went to catch it again. Eight piglets, two hundred chickens, and five hundred ducklings were put in separately. When the New Year is over, I am afraid that it is really a bumper harvest. Then I will continue to connect the vast open space at the foot of Yuehua Mountain. That is It will be used for fruit trees in the future.
In general, the entire manor now seems to be empty except for the houses and the cloisters on the pond. However, the trees that are to be seen in the coming year will definitely be another beautiful sight.
In this month, Ling Jingxuan did not idle, Xinyuan Restaurant has come to pull the goods twice, plus the money to sell fish, buy more than two thousand dollars and two silver coins to make money back and forth It is.
Compared with him, he is getting richer. The old Ling family is miserable. The Lingjia old patriarch and the elders unanimously decided not to allow Ling Jingwei to redeem military service. Li is personally returning the twenty-two silver that he has already received to Ling. It was not long before Ling Jingwei was sent to the conscription camp, and Ling Chenghua was forced to her because of a slap in the face, and the old woman was escorted. Although she was not driven out of the house, her reputation was completely ruined. I don’t want to marry people in this life. I’m afraid that I don’t dare to see anyone. Plus Ling Chengcai’s two sons hate poisoning her because of her son’s affairs. Even if she has an old lady, her days at that house are not good.
The old show is completely lost because of this, and there is no way to look at it as high as ever. Even the private family’s private school is closed because almost all the villagers have taken their children back. With their face curses, even if they don't let their children read, they can't make their children become scum animals like Ling Jingwei.
A series of blows made Ling Qiyun unable to afford a disease. Lingjia almost fell into the hands of the old lady. The big house was going to be separated for the sake of his son. The days of the three rooms were not good. Ling Chenglong went out. The big house is still noisy, all the chores and the work in the land are all on the three-room head. They have always been lazy to use Ling Chenghu’s couple. They are also complaining. They ran quietly to Ling Jingxuan’s home to find Ling Chenglong, thinking about persuading them. Going back, Song Gengniu must follow the orders of Yan Rui, and do not ask why, once to play once, they are not even seen in the face of Ling Chenglong.
However, these have nothing to do with Ling Jingxuan. He still has a busy, fulfilling and calm day. After sending his son to school in the morning, he went to the mountain with Yan Yanrui and Ling Jingpeng. They went to the mountain to pick the fruit, and had a lunch for a rest and Ling Wang’s Song Yang. The family cleaned the fruit together and kneaded the jam until the son came back in the afternoon. The family and the Zhao family of three sat together on a specially customized large round table. Usually, after dinner, there was no black. Ling Jingxuan Yan Ruirui and others went to the factory. Tanning the jam, the four little buns are endorsed by Ling Jinghan, and until the dark, in the era of no entertainment, the busy day is over.
"Hey, don't be too busy, come and try my wine."
Recently, they have moved all the thatched houses to the new house. In the evening, they walked away and went back to eat. Ling Jingxuan finally remembered the wine that was sealed under the old house, and the time was almost the same. Yan Ruirui went to the cellar and took a bottle.
"Hey, I will get this wooden wedge to come."
In the new house, the big furniture such as beds and wardrobes are all made by woodworkers. What is missing is the desks, chairs and other things that Ling Jingxuan specially requested. These are small items. Ling Chenglong can’t bear the son’s money. Everything was done, and every day was buried in a pile of wood.
"When you can't get it, the sky is dark, so you can get it again."
"Oh, come!"
"Don't ignore him, he is a laborer, hey, Jing Xuan, this is alcoholism, is it still red?"
Ling Wang, who has recovered, is not angry. He looks at the busy man in the yard. When he sees the blood-red liquid in the cup, Ling Wang can't help but exclaim. He picks up one of the cups and looks at it and looks left and right. Unreasonable, Ling Jinghan and others sitting around the table are not much better. In addition to Yan Ruirui, almost everyone has more or less surprise on his face.
"Mother, do you taste it and look like it?"
Did not answer her question, Ling Jingxuan smiled and threw her a encouraging look. Ling Wang, who was holding the red wine, tentatively sniffed the taste of the wine and carefully sent the cup to the lips. Everyone’s eyes were different. Falling on her body, I saw that she just broke out her tongue and licked it. Then she tasted the taste. She actually looked up and drank all the wine in the cup.
"Ah! Good to drink, unlike other wines, this wine is not spicy, and there is a faint fruity fragrance. Jing Xuan, can I have another drink?"
I am reluctant to lick my lips. Ling Wang’s eyes are staring at the wine jar in his hand. She is still drinking such a good wine for the first time, which is better than the sugar that they use jam.
"Oh... mother, it’s good to drink, this wine can be big, and you can have a drink every night, which helps sleep beauty, don't be greedy."
It’s not that he can’t bear it. Ling Wang’s usually doesn’t drink alcohol. At least one cup has just been more than three or two. Let her drink it again. When the wind blows, she estimates that she will be drunk.
"Hey, this is the wine you made with wild grapes. Can I drink?"
Everything that is related to eating and drinking will always have a small steamed buns. He just smelled the fruity fragrance when he came back from the outside. He didn’t want to miss his brother Ling Wen, and he was already talking. Climbing up the thigh of Yan Ruirui, the two big eyes like longan are staring at the cup in front of them for a moment, and the traces of the long-lost saliva appear on the corner of the mouth.
"You kid wants to drink, let's talk about it ten years later."
Seeing the cute appearance of Xiaozizi, Ling Jingpeng, who is sitting opposite, couldn’t help but ridicule. This kid, as long as he saw it, he changed himself to the same person. In the words of his older brother, it was a standard foodie.
"Ah? Can't you drink?"
It is said that after this period of time, I have carefully adopted a small face that is already full of abundance, and a pair of people who are likely to cry at any time. The group headed by Ling Jingxuan can’t help but laugh, but it’s always Yan’s love for children. Pick up the glass and send it directly to his lips: "You can only drink a little and taste it."
No way, he just can't see the disappointment of the baby son.
"Hey!"
The small face glows in an instant, the little buns hold the cup in both hands, and the big mouth sips a bite? ?
"It’s hard to cough and drink water..."
"Haha."
How to say it is also wine, the little buns that sip a bite are uncomfortable to spit out the tongue, the blink of an eye, the tears are coughing out, this time even Yan Ruirui can not help but smile, and then follow the incoming Ling Wen to see his brother The look of the wolverine, quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to him, not forgetting the two old ladies who laughed at the extreme exaggeration, did they have such a whole son? "Huh?? Finally comfortable, hey, this wine cellar is so hard to drink?"
After I poured a few cups of tea, I slowed down. When I spoke, Ling Wu didn’t forget to push away the glass. It’s so good to smell it. Drinking it into your mouth is just like drinking chili water. Drinking dead.
"Little idiot, wine is slowly to taste, who is like you to drink? This wine is the lowest of all the wines, you are still small, don't spoil my good wine."
Bent his fingers and knocked his forehead without a good gas. Ling Jingxuan took a sip of the wine glass. The wine made from wild grapes is different. The fruit is rich in flavor, with a little bit of taste, a small amount of alcohol, although not Compared with the top wines that I have ever tasted before, it is also moderately high.
See you, other people also have a kind of learning to pick up the glass of wine, the rich fruity fragrance instantly filled the entire mouth, everyone can not help but like Ling Wang, the head of the cow drank, they are still the first time to drink This special wine.
"I seem to have drunk this wine, but the taste is not as good as this."
Putting down the cup, Yan Ruirui frowned. After the last incident, he also quietly inquired about the prince and the frontline battlefield, but the reaction was not so strong, he can only temporarily give up, today is still this month. For the first time since then, I have a sense of familiarity.
Of course you have drunk, the most noble prince of the royal family, have you tasted good things?
Ling Jingxuan didn't turn his eyes, he was too lazy to take care of him. Apart from the 20th altar that was originally brewed, he made a total of 500 wines before and after. According to the current situation, the wines produced should be very successful. He changed his mind and he had to go to the town to see the shopkeeper. Maybe the five hundred wines would earn him a second pot of gold.
I think that the money to buy the land in the future may be there. Dan Feng’s eyes are almost in a straight line, and the side always pays attention to his faint scent of Yan Yanrui’s eyes. I don’t know why, as long as it is Ling Jingxuan, what is happening on his face? He looks very good looking.
"Hey, aren't you saying that this wine is used to sell money?"
In a beautiful atmosphere, when I met a small money slave, I was instantly slashed and cleaned. Everyone who was still relishing the wine had all the brains, and I couldn’t wait for the roots to sew his mouth. He couldn’t let them have more arty. ? Losing him is also a scholar, and he is still full of copper smell, three words do not leave the money?
"Well, I want to sell the money. Minger, I will go to the town to find the treasurer with you. I will ask the price first and say, if it is too cheap, I will not sell it, and I will drink it myself."
Reaching out and holding him up on his lap, Ling Jingxuan ordered his nose, and he did not invest much money. The wine is a good thing. If he can't afford the price, he would rather stay.
"So many, how can you keep yourself drinking? Hey, I am not talking about you. I told you not to brew so much at the beginning. You didn’t listen, but I also carried my uncle to find Wang Shu. A lot of jars, now it’s good, full of wine, when you drink it, don’t you, change it, you ask Zhang Dashu, if the price is right, you can sell it, you can recover two dollars. Two dollars.
The long-lost Ling Wen-style cymbals rang again. Looking at his constantly squirming mouth, Ling Jingxuan felt that his mouth was twitching and he couldn’t force himself. When he said that he couldn’t sell it? He just said if, if so, right?
"Haha."
Seeing this son's classic picture of Laozi's teaching, everyone can't help but laugh and get people turned over. Ling Wen is afraid of eating his old man in this life.