Feng Qinghua smiled and said: "I'm afraid that the prescription won't cure it and will damage my reputation for the rest of my life, isn't that okay?"

Jing Yu didn't believe it in his heart. As for the prescription, he knew after just one look that as long as the medicinal ingredients were gathered together, the medicine could definitely cure the disease. Since she didn't want to say it, he didn't ask further, as long as the result was beneficial.

Traveling in simple clothes, Zhan Beixiao and Feng Qinghua rode in a carriage together. One of them in the car was reading a book in his hand, and the other closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When the carriage arrived, Feng Qinghua rubbed her sleepy eyes: "Why did it arrive? I feel like I slept for a long time."

Zhan Beixiao sneered: "I have never seen a woman who can sleep as well as you. When I called you before lunch, you seemed to have just woken up, right?"

Feng Qinghua retorted: "It's not like I slept too much when I was in solitary confinement a few days ago, and I couldn't come back for a while."

"It's not like you're at a disadvantage. I'm putting you in solitary confinement because I want you to reflect. It's better for you to just fall asleep."

"That's because I'm young and I'm still growing. What will happen if I sleep too much?" Feng Qinghua retorted.

Feng Qinghua jumped out of the carriage, and then she realized that Liu Ying had driven the carriage directly to the fruit garden behind the villa, and happened to stop right next to the grape trellis.

On the rows of shelves, green leaves support bunches of large dark purple grapes, which makes people drool just by looking at them.

Feng Qinghua couldn't wait to run into the vineyard, stroking the purple skin with her fingers, and the sweet aroma lingered.

The gap in the middle of the grape trellis had already been covered with wooden boards. Zhan Beixiao followed her, reached out and picked a grape, peeled it and handed it to Feng Qinghua's mouth.

Feng Qinghua lowered her head and ate it, her eyes brightening: "It's very sweet."

Zhan Beixiao put his hand back into his sleeve, rubbed his two fingers together, and made a soft "hmm" sound.

Feng Qinghua didn't notice Zhan Beixiao's movements and had already rushed to the other side. She took off this one and that one, and her belly became round in a short time.

When she had enough fun, she turned around and saw that Zhan Beixiao was nowhere to be seen, so she couldn't help but call out.

"This king is here." Feng Qinghua heard the sound across the four or five rows of shelves, walked around and saw a basket placed at Zhan Beixiao's feet, with several bunches of grapes already lying in it.

The grapes above are all well-proportioned in size and have distinct purple colors.

Zhan Beixiao held a tong specially designed for holding grapes in his hand, and held a bunch of grapes in his other hand. He cut them off neatly and carefully put them into the basket.

Feng Qinghua squatted beside the basket and said with regret, "There are so many grapes that I can't finish. After this season, I won't be able to eat them."

"You like it very much?"

"I like it. Grapes are my favorite, followed by bayberry and lychee, but these are seasonal and will be gone after this time."

Zhan Beixiao looked down at her, reached out and touched her head gently: "It's not like she won't be able to eat."

Feng Qinghua didn't pay attention. She lowered her head and pondered for a while, then said, "I thought about it. If you can't eat grapes, you can make other things. You can smash them to make wine, and some of them can be made into raisins. The raisins can also be used to make cakes.

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"I've never heard of wine, isn't it astringent?" Zhan Beixiao frowned.

"No, it tastes very good. I have apricot blossom wine. Why can't I make wine? And making wine is very simple. You only need to wash the grapes and remove the seeds, filter the residue with gauze, and then seal it in a wooden barrel.

, just wait for fermentation, and you can drink it in half a month." Feng Qinghua said, her eyes bright.

Zhan Beixiao looked at her appearance and couldn't help but sneer: "Why do you still make wine if you are not a good drinker?"

"Is it true that all brewers have a good drinking capacity? Just tell me if it's okay."

Zhan Beixiao deliberately teased her: "It's too troublesome to do this."

"It's not troublesome. You just need to find a few people to pick and dry them. Any winemaker can know the specific steps."

"Are you planning to turn all the grapes in the garden into wine?" Zhan Beixiao raised his eyebrows.

Feng Qinghua glanced at it and realized that this could be called a vineyard, and that all the wine making was a bit exaggerated.

"But if we don't make wine, wouldn't it be wasted?" Feng Qinghua said.

"Let's do this. You can make some of it yourself first. After I taste it, if I think it's good, I can send someone to process it in batches to avoid wasting manpower and material resources."

Feng Qinghua thought about it and felt it made sense. She looked at the grapes in the basket and said with a smile: "Then let's do these first."

"No, I picked this myself. If you want to make wine, you must pick it yourself, including other processes. You are not allowed to rely on others." Zhan Beixiao said in a deep voice.

Feng Qinghua's expression was hard to describe when she heard this. She felt like she was looking for something to do for herself.

Feng Qinghua pursed her lips: "You are as stingy as ever. Just go by yourself. The one I picked will definitely look better than yours."

With that said, he dragged a basket and went to pick grapes.

She didn't know if she had seen the crystals selected by Zhan Beixiao. Feng Qinghua looked at the ones in her basket and felt uncomfortable.

In this huge vineyard, all the beautiful things have been picked out by Zhan Beixiao?

"Forget it, it's wine anyway, it just tastes good." Feng Qinghua comforted herself.

During the rest of the time, Feng Qinghua was brewing wine, while Zhan Beixiao and Jing Yu were playing chess in a pavilion.

Jing Yu looked over there while he was sleeping: "Brother, what is she doing, giving Putao a bath?"

Zhan Beixiao curled his lips: "She is making wine for me."

Jing Yu nodded and said with admiration: "Senior brother is good at controlling his wife, and I admire him."

Feng Qinghua ate while washing, and ate a lot more while drying the water from the grape skins. When she finally put it into the jar, only half of it was left, and her teeth were already sore.

"I've done it." Feng Qinghua came over with the jar in her arms and smiled proudly, but she opened her mouth and her teeth were dyed purple, which made her look very funny.

Jing Yu raised his head, caught a glimpse of her embarrassment, and burst into laughter.

Zhan Beixiao handed over the handkerchief in his arms and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Wipe it."

Feng Qinghua didn't know why, so she took the handkerchief and wiped it, and her expression suddenly changed.

On the way back home, Feng Qinghua was still a little unhappy, staring at the grapes on the table.

"I don't like eating very much, so why do I look so hateful?"

Feng Qinghua gritted her teeth: "I can rarely eat what I like. Who can eat several kilograms in one breath without getting bored."

After returning home, Feng Qinghua gave some grapes to Yu Ji. She also liked them very much and finished the whole plate in one go.

"Mom, no matter how delicious it is, you can't eat so much at once. Bring back two baskets, which will be enough for you to eat for a while." Feng Qinghua said helplessly.
Chapter completed!