Dear Lingshi

Uncle Hu looked at Manager Cao's departing back, then looked at Lu Yunsheng and sighed.

With a worried look on his face, he said to Lu Yunsheng: "Yunsheng, you have grown up now, it's time to be sensible. It wasn't easy for the master to work so hard to build this family business."

After saying that, Uncle Hu went upstairs, leaving Yunsheng sitting alone in the hall. Yunsheng wanted to tell Uncle Hu that he was not the same person he used to be, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. It was better to do it than to say it.

After a while, Uncle Hu came down from upstairs with a palm-sized embroidered cloth bag in his hand.

"Yunsheng, this is the Qiankun bag that the master left for you. I confiscated it from you before because I was afraid that you would exchange it for spiritual stones. Now that the shop is gone, I will give you this Qiankun bag. Take care of yourself in the future."

After saying this, Uncle Hu was about to go out.

Yunsheng thought that Uncle Hu was going to leave him. He quickly stopped Uncle Hu and said, "Uncle Hu, what are you doing? I just mortgaged the shop. We can redeem it when we make money."

"If I had known this would happen, I would not have left. I will go to Nanshan and kill a few more monsters to redeem the shop as soon as possible. I can't just watch Master's Duobao Pavilion disappear like this."

Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. As long as Uncle Hu didn't leave, it would be fine. Influenced by the memory of the owner of this body, he was reluctant to let Uncle Hu leave. After all, he was raised by Uncle Hu, and he was no different from his father.

But when he heard that Uncle Hu was going to Nanshan to continue hunting monsters and help him redeem Duobao Pavilion, Lu Yunsheng was moved and said quickly: "Uncle Hu, you don't have to take the risk of going to Nanshan from now on. We will run this shop well in the future. We will redeem this shop eventually."

Uncle Hu was surprised and puzzled when he heard Yunsheng's words. This kid had never said such sensible words before.

Seeing that Uncle Hu still didn't believe him, Lu Yunsheng straightened his face and said directly: "Uncle Hu, just trust me once and give me a month. I will never be a jerk like before. Let's wait for getting rich in the future. I will also buy you a foundation-building pill, okay?"

Uncle Hu was also amused when he heard what Lu Yunsheng said.

"Okay, I will believe you just once."

At this moment, someone outside the store asked, "Is this Duobao Pavilion?"

"Here it comes, pretty fast."

Yunsheng stood up and walked out of the door. As expected, he saw four or five people driving a horse-drawn carriage with more than ten large sacks piled on it. There were also a dozen large yellow-brown jars stacked on top.

The waiter from the Linggu store was there this morning. When he saw Lu Yunsheng coming out of the store, he was immediately delighted and said to everyone: "This is it, unload the goods."

"Master Lu, the two thousand kilograms of first-grade spiritual grain you requested, as well as ten kilograms of wine yeast and ten large pottery jars are all here."

Yunsheng nodded and said, "Just put it in the hall."

"Okay."

Uncle Hu looked at the situation outside the door and hurried out. He looked at Yunsheng and asked, "Yunsheng, why are you buying so many spiritual grains? Our Duobao Pavilion doesn't do spiritual grain business."

Yunsheng smiled and said, "Uncle Hu, you will know in a while."

After a while, all the goods were piled up in the hall. The waiter said to Yun Sheng, "Sir, all the goods are here. If you need spiritual grains next time, remember to come to our store again."

Yunsheng sent everyone away and simply closed the door of the shop.

Seeing Uncle Hu's look, Yun Sheng explained, "Uncle Hu, I want to use these spiritual grains to make wine. When the time comes, our Duobao Pavilion will rely on these spiritual wines to revive."

Uncle Hu was helpless when he heard this, and thought to himself, okay, we are doing business anyway, it doesn't matter what we sell, as long as the wine we brew is not drunk by you, kid.

"Uncle Hu, help me move these spiritual grains to the cellar in the backyard."

"Row!"

Uncle Hu responded happily, pinched his hands together, and performed the moving technique. Yellow energy suddenly flowed out of Uncle Hu's hands, instantly wrapping up all the more than ten bags of spiritual grains piled in the house.

"rise!"

Uncle Hu shouted softly, and the two thousand kilograms of spiritual grains all floated into the air. Under Uncle Hu's control, they floated to the backyard in an orderly manner.

Seeing this, Yunsheng ran to the cellar in the backyard in advance and opened the cover of the cellar. The bags filled with spiritual grains fell into the cellar one by one.

Then he did the same thing and moved the big vats over as well.

"I told you to practice well every day. You can't even do the transportation technique."

Yunsheng touched his head embarrassedly and said, "Uncle Hu, I will work harder and practice well in the future. You can enjoy your life."

"Well, stop talking nonsense and just stop doing whatever you want."

The two of them went down to the cellar, which was quite spacious, and it didn't seem crowded even with so many things in it. You know, these cellars are very useful. Almost every household in Tieshan City has a cellar, because it can save lives at critical moments.

Tieshan City is close to Nanshan Mountain, where there are many monsters. From time to time, monsters will attack the city. If monsters break into the city, those who don't have time to escape will enter the cellar.

There are restrictions outside the cellar that can conceal the breath, which can cover up the existence inside the cellar.

Ordinary monsters cannot discover it, so it is naturally suitable for secretly brewing wine at this time.

Lu Yunsheng put all the large vats in order, and with the help of Uncle Hu, he evenly poured two thousand kilograms of spiritual grain into the ten large vats.

This large jar, which is half a person's height and three feet square, is enough to hold five to six hundred kilograms of spiritual grain.

At this time, each jar only had 200 kilograms of spiritual grain, which was more than enough. This was not the end, as winemaking required water, and spiritual springs were required to brew spiritual wine.

As for the spiritual spring, it is spring water containing a small amount of spiritual energy. Low-level spiritual springs are very common. There is a well in the backyard, and the water in it is a first-level spiritual spring.

Uncle Hu also knew the steps of wine making. Seeing Yunsheng's pleading eyes, he had no choice but to get up and walk out of the cellar.

After a while, buckets of spiritual spring water wrapped in yellow true essence floated in from the entrance of the cellar. Without Yunsheng's command, they were all automatically poured into the ten large vats.

"Enough, enough," Yunsheng shouted to Uncle Hu outside in the cellar.

Next, let the spiritual spring soak the spiritual grain for a day and a night, then steam it, then add koji to ferment it for a month, and the last step is distillation. Yes, Lu Yunsheng wanted to brew spiritual wine according to the method of brewing white wine on Earth.

Uncle Hu walked into the cellar, looked at the ten large vats in the cellar, and said to Yunsheng earnestly: "Yunsheng, I have no objection to you brewing and selling wine, but the taste of the wine you brew is hard to control. Look at all the merchants in Tieshan City, but only a few of them really make money by brewing wine, and these few have their own unique secret recipes."

Yunsheng knew what Uncle Hu was worried about, and said to him with a smile: "Uncle Hu, don't worry. If we can't sell this wine, we can drink it ourselves. I will also find a way to make up for the loss of spiritual stones. At worst, you and I can go to Nanshan to hunt a few more monsters. I will never hand over the Duobao Pavilion left by my father to anyone else."