The Daily Life of the Dragon Daddy

Bayan's disposal was quick. Several women were found in the guest room in the small courtyard, and they were all knocked out and taken away. Even Bayan felt a little ashamed to see these demons. The sages... are not so lustful. The beauty of my own daughter is definitely not a beauty.

Just look at the witch of the Demon Race that she brought with her. There is no hope for her own daughter, and it will be even worse if she uses her power to overwhelm others.

Letting outsiders see the unbearable scene at home made Bayan very uncomfortable.

But when they had breakfast the next day, Gongyang Xinghan and the others behaved very normally, without any sarcasm, which made Bayan feel that these demons are not bad.

In particular, Gongyang Xinghan's gift was very impressive, and Bayan's wife liked it very much.

Once the pillow wind blows, this attitude is different.

The eight-armed demons also attached great importance to force. The Golden Dragon God kicked all the eight-armed demons away one by one, and he used a big sword by himself. That's a neat trick!

A few young men from the eight-armed demon clan immediately threw themselves into him.

They had a pretty good time here with the eight-armed demons. Two days was enough for everyone to know that they had settled here.

After knowing what the Aoman Monarch had done, Bayan refused his request to come here.

Since you wanted to stay with them back then, why bother to watch the excitement?Still secretly attacking, plotting people to go hunting by the river?

His daughter said it well, but, after all, he offended someone. He could see that these people were quite vengeful, and he only hoped that they could ignore Xu Dela for the sake of the eight-armed demons. Great Monarch Aoman, that guy should learn a lesson before he understands that a good adviser needs to be respected, not a guy like Obama who only plays tricks on his own people.

After living here for three days, I almost got along well with the eight-armed demons.

Although Gongyang Xinghan is a veterinarian, he graduated from agriculture after all. Not only is he a veterinarian, he also has a little knowledge of agriculture.

As for wheat, he also has some experience, but he didn't want to point out the guys in the devil world, so he told them about wine making.

Good food is needed to make good wine, and the quantity is not cheap.

Hehe, even if it is high-quality wheat and authentic raw sorghum with red tassels as the raw grain, if the amount of grain used to produce a catty of wine is based on the base, an average of five catties of grain will produce a catty of wine.

There is only wheat here. If you use wheat to brew beer, you can produce five catties of beer from one catty of wheat; but if you brew liquor, you can only produce one catty of liquor from five catties of wheat.

Gongyang Xinghan is very good at brewing baijiu.

The taste of pure grain liquor is a temptation that no one can resist.

At the beginning, it was only a small amount of brewing, because there was no koji, and even the koji was made by Gongyang Xinghan himself. The first pot produced less than ten catties of baijiu. After Bayan drank it, he was immediately shocked: "This is what?"

"This is grain essence!" Gongyang Xinghan didn't dare to say that it was called "Pure Grain Small Burn", and directly took the name called by the older generation: "This thing is the essence of grain, drink a cup, keep healthy, and live long! But don't drink too much."

"Why can't I drink more? If I drink two extra sips, I can live for another ten years!" Bayan fell in love after taking a sip: "Can you make some more?"

"Yes, it can, but it consumes more gray wheat." Gongyang Xinghan looked at the brewed wine, and to be honest, he was very dissatisfied.

The baijiu, which was supposed to be transparent and clearer than water, is now a little cloudy, somewhat like a local wine brewed privately by a small local workshop.

It's a pity that no matter how he analyzes it, he can't make the wine more pure.

But even so, the people in the Demon Realm were amazed. It was so rare that Bayan even treated him like a good friend. The meals he provided to them every day were the best, and the ingredients were the most and the freshest However, the Grand Duke of Moscow and the others were not very happy. "Such a good thing should be from the Holy Light Continent..."

But Abraham taught the demons to brew liquor.

The Holy Light Continent actually has strong wine, which is the dry ale of the dwarves, which is actually an immature local brewed baijiu, but the technology is not mature.

"This thing consumes food, you don't even look at it, how much food is there in this demon world?

The more they spend, the greater the blow to the strength of the demon world. When their nobles eat white bread and drink white wine, what will other ordinary people eat? " Gongyang Xinghan's strategy is very poisonous: "The best food in the devil world is made of wine!" "

Everyone was stunned. They were not short of food in the Holy Light Continent, because they would grow well if they planted something. On the mainland, even the common people ate bread, but here only the nobles ate bread.

Commoners in the Holy Light Continent also eat meat, but the staple food has always been rice and noodles.

What about the devil world?

The Holy Light Continent can afford to brew wine, but the Demon Realm can't afford it.

To brew baijiu, if you want it to taste good, you have to consume a lot of grain, and Gongyang Xinghan is consuming a lot of grain.

Before the autumn harvest, a hundred catties of liquor were brewed.

I got the gratitude of the Bayan patriarch, because they want to offer the best gift to the Great Monarch and His Majesty the Pope after the autumn harvest.

Liquor is the best gift.

And not long after, the Aoman Monarch learned that the cities of Ao Miyun City and Ogilvy had turned into flat land. He specifically asked about Aoba. In those few nights, Aoba played with them. Because Gongyang Xinghan taught him how to push Pai Gow.

I play until late every day, and there are many people and lively, and I have a lot of fun.

Since it is not these demons, is there really an unknown powerful existence?

All of a sudden, the destruction of these two cities became a headless case.

In addition, the great lord of Oklah was also very depressed, because he brought the man himself, but he was offended by the great lord and left. It was a bit embarrassing for him to stay here.

Especially Mrs. Marco, who actually blackmailed him, asking for money, things, and everything!

It is simply unreasonable, because the great lord of Oklah has spent money to take care of it. After communicating with Mr. Xu Dela, he knew that Madam Marco had fallen out of favor.

The reason seems to be very simple, because they offended the people of the hermit sages.

Mark's title is gone, it was taken back, and Mrs. Marco's title is also gone. The siblings only have some money, a house and everything in the house.

So Mrs. Mark wanted Mark to marry a noble girl immediately.

In this way, the two of them could still be nobles... little nobles, at least the smallest nobles.

The life of a commoner is really not human!

But the Lord of Oklah didn't like her anymore, she took a lot of benefits from the Lord of Oklah, and the Lord of Oklah directly sent people to return all the benefits.

"Great lord, there is nothing valuable in their house." The subordinates brought back some furniture, which were exquisite and beautiful, but they were worthless.

"No money? Then use her brother to cover the debt! My Oklah's money is not so easy to get!" The Lord of Oklah is very angry now, his daughter is gone, why should he still curry favor with that bitch and her useless brother?

Hum, Feng Shui turns.

Sure enough, after capturing Mark, Mrs. Marco gave in, and spent a lot of money to redeem her younger brother from Lord Oklah. There was no way, this is the territory of Lord Aoman, and Mrs. Marco was also a powerful The character, knowing that he couldn't stay here anymore, and he didn't want the house anymore, took advantage of his and his younger brother's money, packed up, took the gold and silver, found a carriage and left the capital, abandoned the car as soon as he left the city, and made up Changed the appearance of a small nobleman, hired a few powerful guards, and went to the capital of another great monarch. He couldn't stay here any longer.

Sure enough, when passing by the carriage he had hired, he found that the carriage had become a pile of waste and the horses had been taken away.

Mrs. Marco's heart trembled when she saw it, making people quicken her pace. She pretended to be a businessman outside the city, because in the devil world, caravans are always related to a great monarch, even if it is not directly related, it is collateral. It was also implicated, which allowed her to hire escorts as a woman.

The Aoman Monarch is in a very bad mood, very bad, and has no time to take care of this mistress. After the autumn harvest, he will go to the Holy See, and the reunion happens every ten years, which is this year.

Originally, if he had won in the Holy Light Continent, he would be able to look good this time. Unfortunately, his layout in the Holy Light Continent failed, and he was beaten up. Not sure how to be ridiculed.

On the contrary, Xu Dela, after seeing him like this, leaned over: "My father will go to the Holy See with you after the fall, and those few are at my father's place. Taught my father to brew grain essence, and it will always save you some face."

Maharaja Aoman looked at Xu Dela with a straight face: "Didn't your father take the opportunity to recruit them?"

If the eight-armed demons had the help of the sage Huang and the others, would it be possible for him to get along with them so closely?

"Soliciting? What are you doing soliciting? That's the territory of my eight-armed demons. They go there as guests." Xu Dela bypassed this topic: "And they helped us brew grain essence, not for you. When the time comes, you can contribute it and compare it with others. If others don’t have it, if you want it, you can come to buy it from you..."

What Xu Dela said is very good, and I hope it can dispel the Aoman Monarch's speculation about the eight-armed demons.

"That's very good, I ask Patriarch Bayan to work hard~" The Aoman Monarch finally let go.

Hydra presented the grain essence sent by his father, and the white bread sent by his mother. The core of gray wheat is white. This kind of white bread can only be eaten by the great monarch and His Majesty the Pope.

The charm of baijiu really made the demons unable to refuse. Soon, the Aoman Monarch became obsessed with grain essence, and didn't even have time to ask his mistress Marco.

And Xu Dela has arranged for someone to intercept Mrs. Marco. She doesn't want her to die, but wants her to suffer alive.

The autumn harvest is coming soon, and the autumn harvest of the Demon Race is very interesting. The Dreadclaws will come up directly, use their sharp claws to harvest the gray wheat, and the work will be done in one day!

"It's really fast!" Gongyang Xinghan was dumbfounded.

The Direclaw is the artificial intelligence harvester of the Demon Realm, look at this wheat harvester, it is called a speed;

After being transported back to Eight Arms City, it started to rain the next day. The rain in the devil world always carries a little dust. Every time it rains, there is a smell of earth, but every time it rains, the air can Much fresher.

The most important thing is that every time it rains, you can see the stars at night, but usually you can only see a few brighter ones.

After the autumn rain, the Demon Realm suddenly became cold. The people from the Holy Light Continent couldn't bear it, especially the hot girl. She was dressed coolly, but it suddenly became cold, causing her to put on a fur coat right away. .

"Fortunately, it was harvested quickly, otherwise it would be rained and frozen." But some people in the Demon Realm didn't take it seriously. After a quick change of clothes, no one complained about the extreme weather in the Demon Realm.

Others thought this was normal, Gongyang Xinghan and the others didn't say anything, everyone remained silent, and Bayan had already started to organize his staff and was going to the capital.

"Let's... let's not go." Gongyang Xinghan said deliberately, "I'll wait for you on the road, and we will go to the Holy Mountain to meet His Majesty the Pope."

"You guys are too serious." Bayan babbled: "Although the world is divided into ten yuan, the great monarch is the great monarch. Even if it is not the era of the unified great monarch, they are still in power, unless you hide in the holy mountain Don't come out for a lifetime, otherwise, you can't get around them, don't look at the discord between them now, once there is an existence that shakes their status, they will definitely be as friendly as one person