The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

When Uncle Li from the winery saw Liu Yaoyao's behavior, he knew that the girl was greedy again.

He smiled and shook his head, saying, "Yaoyao, your nose is sharper than a dog's. I just brewed this wine for a few days and you came here just by smelling it."

Liu Yaoyao chuckled, with a sly curve at the corner of her mouth.

Without any hesitation, he dragged a small stool and sat down next to the wine jar.

She stared at the wine spoon in Li Bo's hand, her eyes showing both anticipation and a little nervousness.

Just like a student waiting for the teacher to announce the test results.

Uncle Li turned his wrist slightly, and the somewhat turbid wine fell into the cup like a thread, exuding an enticing aroma.

Liu Yaoyao couldn't wait to take the wine glass and took a small sip.

His brows furrowed slightly, and then he revealed an expression that said "I feel sad but I don't say it."

She muttered to herself, "Why does this wine taste a bit bitter? It's so sour that I'm almost like a lemon."

However, she didn't intend to let this little flaw ruin the atmosphere. After all, she had serious business to discuss.

"Ahem, Uncle Li, your winemaking skills are impeccable, but the taste is a little off for someone like me who loves sweets..."

Liu Yaoyao deliberately dragged out the sound and made a gesture to indicate that the taste was a bit "unique".

When Uncle Li heard this, he was so happy that his beard stood up.

"Haha, girl, you are such a picky person!"

Liu Yaoyao straightened her expression, a cunning light flashing in her eyes.

"Uncle Li, look at this tree full of green plums, how tempting! Why don't we try to make some plum wine?

Plums are sweet and sour and taste great, and they must have a unique flavor when made into wine.

Besides, nowadays everyone likes to try new things. Wouldn’t it be a waste if we don’t use such a good resource in our village?”

At this point, Liu Yaoyao seemed to have seen the plum wine selling well and the villagers smiling happily, and she couldn't help but feel a little carried away.

She patted her chest, full of pride.

"When the time comes, we will have a 'plum wine challenge' to see whose wine is the most popular!

I guarantee that the scene will be extremely lively, full of jokes, and even more lively than the temple fair in the village!"

Uncle Li was deeply moved by her words, and his eyes were shining with excitement.

He stroked his beard and nodded.

"Well, that's a good idea! Let's try plum wine and see if we can open up a new world!"

So, in that afternoon when the sun was so bright that even the clouds seemed to be rimmed with gold.

In the small winery in Lijia Village, a revolution in taste and creativity is quietly emerging.

The great cause of brewing plum wine officially began.

Liu Yaoyao, the village's "mischievous elf", stood in the middle of the winery.

Holding a rolling pin that served as a makeshift baton, she began her "speech" to a group of villagers who were either confused or excited.

"Fellow villagers, listen to me! In our Lijia Village, plums grow everywhere in the mountains and fields. They are so sweet that bees can die of their sweetness, and so sour that they can make your teeth fall out. But we can't just let them hang on the trees and die on their own!

We want to give them a second lease of life and turn them into the plum wine that people will never forget after sipping it!"

There was a bit of exaggeration and sincerity in her words, which made everyone laugh.

The villagers looked at each other, then were infected by her enthusiasm and nodded in agreement.

Uncle Li was grinning from ear to ear and kept applauding.

"Okay! Let's do as Yaoyao said! Our Lijia Village will also have its own special wine!"

A vigorous plum wine brewing campaign is about to begin.

But the problem is that the plums nowadays are still green fruits and it is impossible to make wine directly from them.

In that early summer that was kissed by the sun and seemed a little impatient.

The plum trees in Lijia Village are full of unripe fruits. They are like a group of shy teenagers, waiting for the magic of time to turn them into mature and steady ones.

Liu Yaoyao stood under the tree, looking at the green, her brows furrowed, but she already had a plan in mind.

"Humph, what's wrong with Qing Guoguo? Let's have a gorgeous transformation from 'green to sweet'!"

"Fellow villagers, don't worry, let's make a 'plum growth diary' to record every moment of their growth from green to mature. The wine brewed from it will have stories and feelings!"

Liu Yaoyao's words brightened the eyes of the villagers who were originally a little disappointed because the plums were not ripe, and they all expressed their agreement.

As a result, a "plum observation fever" swept Lijia Village.

Every morning, Liu Yaoyao would bring a group of curious villagers, holding a small notebook and a magnifying glass, and carefully record the changes of the plums like a scientist.

The children were even more excited. They gave a name to each plum and made up a little story about the plum's growth. The whole village was filled with laughter.

Finally, time pays off, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The plums turn from green to red, from hard to soft, exuding an enticing sweet aroma.

At this moment, Liu Yaoyao knew that her "general planning" drama was about to begin.

"Fellow villagers, are you ready? Our plum wine brewing feast is about to begin!"

At Liu Yaoyao's command, the villagers quickly gathered like a well-trained army.

Picking, cleaning, pressing... Liu Yaoyao does every step herself.

Not only did she develop a detailed brewing process, she also innovatively added auxiliary ingredients such as honey and osmanthus, striving to make the taste of plum wine richer and more diverse.

"Oh, this plum juice is sweeter than my baby's smile!"

Aunt Li said with a smile as she squeezed the plums.

"Yaoyao, did you add honey to this recipe so that we can feel the sweetness in our hearts when we drink it?"

Uncle Wang joked.

Liu Yaoyao chuckled and spoke mysteriously.

"Of course I will. I want this plum wine to become a sweet bridge for our Lijia Village to a happy life!"

After several days of careful brewing, the plum wine was finally ready.

The moment the jar was opened, the fragrance filled the air and the whole village was immersed in this intoxicating aroma.

The villagers sat together, tasting the plum wine they brewed themselves, with smiles of satisfaction and happiness on their faces.

"This plum wine is absolutely amazing! It's sweet and fragrant, and has a fresh fruity aroma. One sip makes me feel refreshed!"

Uncle Liu was full of praise.

"Yes, Yaoyao is really the lucky star of our Li Village!"

Other villagers echoed.

Liu Yaoyao looked at everyone's smiling faces and her heart was filled with gratitude.

This is not just the success of the plum wine, but also a testimony to the deep friendship between her and the villagers.