Mixed Miners

A few minutes later, the sand was scattered on the sand.

"Lin's old?" Yang Ling wiped his mouth with his clothes and touched his belly and sat up with satisfaction.

"He is in the winery laboratory!" Chu Yuan also patted his **** and stood up, watching the melon skin on the ground directly pumping.

This cantaloupe has more than 30 kilograms, and was actually eaten by Yang Ling alone, which completely subverted his definition of a food.

Ten minutes later, the two came to the front of a large factory two kilometers away from the iceberg.

The factory building is a simple steel frame structure, and the wall is also a common insulation foam plate. A signboard is hung next to the door, which reads “Lingyuan Agricultural Fruit Wine R&D and Production Base”

Into the factory, there is a brand new beverage canning line, although assembled, but the above covered materials have not been opened.

Yang Ling could not help but frown and said: "The fourth child, what happened, you have not produced yet? Isn't Lin Lao's fruit wine research and development unsuccessful?"

Chuyuan’s distant head said something depressed: “The fruit wine has been successfully developed, but our production procedures and approvals have not been done yet, and it has been dragged on for more than a month...”

Yang Ling thought for a moment and said, "I will ask this question, first go to the lab to see the results of Lin Lao!"

A few minutes later, the two came to a constant temperature laboratory behind the factory. Lin Laotou and two or three assistants were doing experiments in white coats. The room was full of various glass containers, and the bottles and jars were filled with a room. There are several large transparent glass jars with different fruits. Most of them are bubbling with bubbles. After the wine is separated, they flow into the fermenter along the can. The whole room floats. A variety of mixed fruit wine flavors.

"Hey! Xiao Yang is coming!" Lin old man put down a glass container in his hand.

"Lin is so good, I haven't seen it for a long time, is it still used here?" Yang Ling smiled and went up to shake hands and say hello.

"Good~ Good!" Lin’s old man’s face was full of laughter and he was going to bloom. This place is not only good equipment, but also good fruit. Nowadays, the climate is good. He eats the fruits, vegetables and food grown here. He feels full of himself. Vitality, as if returning to the young entrepreneurial color, and his wife is now received by him, living in two or three months, the symptoms of illness almost completely disappeared.

This made him also grateful to Yang Ling.

At this time, Lin’s old man and an assistant turned back. Yang Ling was happy at first sight. Although this guy did not have a big beard, Yang Ling recognized it at first glance as the leader of the terrorist group.

The bearded man saw Yang Ling suddenly squatted and his face paled to the ground.

Yang Ling smirked his shoulder and said, "What are you excited about? I don't eat people. You follow Lin Lao, but I will let you go back!"

The bearded man hugged Yang Ling's calf and stuttered and said, "I beg you not to drive me away. I especially like this place, there are all kinds of fine wines to drink."

Yang Ling looked at this guy with a black line. Since ancient times, he said that the northern nomads have good wine. It is really a good wine. You can abandon it. It is a typical representative of *, but such a good wish, Yang Ling certainly has to meet He is going.

From the lab of Lin Laotou, Yang Ling and Chu went to the warehouse near the iceberg.

Because there are hundreds of people in the oasis secret service brigade guard, so these warehouse doors have not closed the superhero

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When I walked into the cold warehouse, Yang Ling suddenly felt that her eyes were not enough. The inside was full of various kinds of extra-large fruits, vegetables and foods, as well as dozens of sealed large wine tanks and hundreds of them. Oak barrels, these are the fruit wines that the old man has done in the past few months.

Good thing!

Yang Ling couldn't help but feel overwhelmed and felt that his scorpion kept going out.

He has already tasted these fruit wines in the laboratory. These wines are naturally brewed with the fruits of the desert. They are not only taste good but also taste good. After drinking, the whole person has an impulse to bloom long leaves. Compared with white wine made from life ore, it can increase the affinity of the body.

"The fourth, these wines can't be sold anyway, I just got rid of it?" Yang Ling said with a grin.

Chu Yuan does not care that: "If you can go out, you can move the warehouse!"

"Haha, what do you say, don't regret it!" Yang Ling slowly reached out and raised it to the front. "The fourth child, your titanium alloy dog ​​eyes are clear, this big fairy is displayed in the air to move *, the great Ozawa ~ Mary, give me strength, Hallelujah~~"

Yang Ling learned to stick to the stick, and then spurted out of the body, carrying a roll of God in the warehouse.

"噗啦~" a small bang.

In the vast warehouse, there was a big gap. Not only did all the wine tanks and barrels disappear, but even the fruits and vegetables, most of the medicines disappeared.

Chu Yuan suddenly felt like he was being shown the body of the body ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ the boss of the mouth Zhang, then squatting back a few steps, stunned **** sitting on the ground, after a long time, he blinked hard and found full Most of the things in the warehouse are not there.

"Lying... lying... lying..."

Chu Yuan swayed and climbed up, turned to look at Yang Ling and wanted to see the ghost, and then excitedly grabbed Yang Ling's arm.

"Old... cock, you... how did you do it?"

"Do you want to know?" Yang Lingpi smiled at him without looking at him.

"Think... think..." Chu Yuan nodded desperately.

Yang Ling turned the ring on his hand and thought about it: "I have a secret. If you tell me, you must obey me. If you reveal this secret, you will be smashed by the nine gods. ""

"Destroy ... destroy your uncle, hurry to say, or I will go out now!" Chu Yuan rose red face.

Hey~!

Yang Ling looked at this guy with a black line, and his heart was extremely empty and lonely.

"Actually, I am a cultivator. I put everything in the warehouse into my ring."

Yang Ling raised his hand to the front of Chu Yuan and shook a few times.

"Repair... repair your uncle!" Chu Yuan slaps Yang Ling's hand open.

Yang Ling can't laugh and cry. How can someone always show their disbelief and impatience when they want to tell their secrets?

"It's true!" Yang Ling shook his head helplessly, and then grabbed his hand, and a bunch of grapes more than a meter high was put in his hands.

"Ah?" Chu Yuan was scared to go back a few more steps, then stared at the string of Bodhi ancestors in Yang Ling's hand. After a long while, he stammered and said, "You will play magic? I don't believe it... you take it back to me." Look... see?" (To be continued.)