Quick Travel: Sweet Pet Script from God

After eating, Wen Yihuai took Chi Qing on the way back to the other courtyard.

The coachman was still Ya Qing, who worked hard and had to eat dog food, but this time he was accompanied by Chi Qing's little maid Yue Qing.

Yueqing is no longer as skinny as she was when she first arrived at Chi Qing's house, her face has become fairer, and she is sitting outside with a straight face in clean clothes.

Ya Qing thought he had a companion, but Yue Qing was very silent. He looked helplessly at the sky and closed his mouth to talk.

After arriving at the other courtyard, neither Yue Qing nor Ya Qing stayed with them. After letting the two find something to do on their own, Wen Yihuai left with Chi Qing.

It was late spring when they met, and now it's early autumn.

Walking back to the place where we met, the originally lush woods were now covered in maple red.

Chi Qing stepped on the fallen leaves, making a crunching sound.

She was addicted to playing. She jumped on the fallen leaves and played an incomplete piece of music in tune with the sound of the leaves blown by the wind.

Chi Qing hadn't had enough fun yet, so he simply turned into a little fox, jumping happily on the ground.

After a while, the small white dumplings in front of Wen Yihuai had turned into small red, white and yellow pastries.

Chi Qing shook, but only the larger leaves fell down, and the debris still stuck to the white hair.

She also forgot to use her demonic power and used her paws to pull at him, trying to turn back into a clean little fox.

Wen Yihuai held back her laughter and picked her up, carefully picking off the fallen leaves from her body.

Chi Qing did not change back to his human form. He was lying in Wen Yihuai's arms, his tail swaying, feeling very comfortable.

Wen Yihuai touched Chi Qing's ears and tail and sat under a tree to bask in the sun.

After the sun went down, the two returned to the small courtyard.

The dinner was prepared by Ya Qing and Yue Qing. It was not too elaborate, but Wen Yihuai and Chi Qing were not picky people and ate it happily.

The room has been tidied up, but Chi Qing doesn't want to take a bath in the tub in the wing room. She misses the hot spring imported from Wen Yihuai's inner room.

Wen Yihuai's original intention was to let Chi Qing wash up first, but Chi Qing was fascinated by the book and waved his hand to let Wen Yihuai go first.

He had nothing to do with Chi Qing, so he ruffled some of Chi Qing's hair before entering the inner room.

Chi Qing didn't care, flipping through the storybook, and occasionally sipping the tea next to him.

It’s just this tea that makes me feel dizzy the more I drink it.

Chi Qing shook his head, trying to wake himself up.

But the words in the script jumped up. Chi Qing pouted and couldn't read anymore. He put down the script and sat back on the chair.

Where's Ah Huai? Chi Qing looked left and right in confusion, but couldn't find it.

Oh, Ah Huai went to take a bath.

Chi Qing now wanted to find Wen Yihuai, so he followed his body's instinct and walked into the inner room with floating steps.

Wen Yihuai, who was soaking in the hot spring pool, was startled when he saw Chi Qing walking in. He subconsciously took the pajamas next to him and put them on without caring that he was still wet.

"Qingqing, why did you come in?"

Chi Qing tilted his head and blinked, and said innocently and obediently: "Come and find A Huai."

At this time, Wen Yihuai smelled the vague smell of alcohol in the air.

Damn it, Qingqing wouldn't have drank the wine he put on the desk as tea.

Chi Qing shook his head again, feeling a little unsteady on his feet, so he simply transformed into a little fox, and then rushed towards Wen Yihuai.

The little fox splashed on the water, and Wen Yihuai hurriedly tried to catch her, but was hit by the water.

Before he could react, the little fox dumpling was already on his chest, howling.

Because he fell into the water, the white fur stuck to his body, and the original little dumpling had turned into a strip.

The smell of alcohol became more obvious. Wen Yihuai had no choice but to wash and dry the little fox. After struggling for a while, he went out from the inner room.

Fortunately, the drunk little fox didn't make a fuss, and he only made a few squeaks when he moved too hard.

Wen Yihuai wanted to put the little fox on the bed, but she held on to his clothes and refused to let go.

In desperation, he carried the little fox to the desk. When he saw it, sure enough, the small bottle of wine next to him was almost empty.

The script was thrown haphazardly on the ground, looking a little aggrieved.

Wen Yihuai took a book to read before going to bed and went to bed with Chi Qing in his arms.

He was half lying down reading a book, and the little fox was sleeping in a ball on his belly.

After a good night's sleep, Chi Qing woke up the next day in a daze. He stretched out his paws and touched the feeling under his body. He didn't know how he went from reading the storybook to the next morning.

"Qingqing, are you awake?" Wen Yihuai's voice came from above.

The little fox raised his head and got out of the bed, cooing coquettishly.

Wen Yihuai rubbed the little fox's head and got up to get dressed.

Perhaps it was because Chi Qing slept on his waist and abdomen, and the pajamas on his body were a little messy. Chi Qing could vaguely see the thin muscles inside.

As a scholar, Ah Huai has muscles. Chi Qing swallowed.

In the small garden in the yard, there are some grapes and a pomegranate tree.

They are well cared for and bear heavy fruit.

Chi Qing picked some grapes and ate them. Suddenly he thought of the wine he drank last night and looked at the grapes again.

She can't drink rice wine, but she can drink wine.

Wine from this dynasty had not yet been introduced to the Central Plains from the West, and Wen Yihuai was also very curious.

He thought that it should not be much different from making ordinary plum wine, and he indulged Chi Qing's ideas infinitely.

Just do it. Chi Qing happily took Wen Yihuai to find some jars and asked Ya Qing and Yue Qing to wash them.

I picked some more grapes. Since it was my first time, Chi Qing didn’t dare to finish the grapes.

The jars and grapes were washed and dried first, and it was time for the few people who had been busy all morning to eat.

In the afternoon, the four of them crushed the dried grapes in a clean basin. This process was very relaxing, and Chi Qing had a great time.

Add an appropriate amount of rock sugar, pour it into the jar, leave one third of the space, cover it and wait for fermentation.

The early stage of brewing was a bit troublesome, and the lids of some jars had to be loosened to deflate in the first three days.

After Chi Qing was about to return to Lingzhou City, Wen Yihuai hired a careful housekeeper from a nearby village to help look after the wine being brewed.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, Chi Qing harvests the newly brewed wine.

The alcohol content of these newly brewed wines is not high, so Chi Qing drinks it like sugar water without worrying about getting drunk again.

She kept some for storage, divided the rest among acquaintances and friends, and even sent some to Shuyan in the next state.

The wine received unanimous praise from everyone, even Chi Huaixue, who had tasted all kinds of wine, thought it was good.

Chi Qing suddenly thought of this as a business opportunity. There are very few fruit wines on the market now, and only a few wineries sell plum wine.

Then she opens a winery that makes fruit wine. If she manages it well, she will make a lot of money.