"Stop, stop, stop, stop!" Luo Jingyan looked at the old man. "You're quite good at flattering people. From now on, just use that same energy for your work."

“Master, I’ve been working hard enough, you’ve been watching.”

Luo Jingyan could tell that the old man really enjoyed brewing wine, just like she was extremely passionate about cooking. Putting herself in his shoes, she agreed.

"Uncle Wine, the most important thing to brew good wine is to be willing to study it yourself. I'm just telling you the recipe, not something you create yourself. You might get bored after a few days."

“But developing a new product is really too difficult. The process is very slow and requires a lot of financial and material resources. Even if I have the time, no one in the village will provide me with materials and tools.”

"Uncle Jiu, I'll tell you a method. Go back and think about it carefully."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Li Jiu immediately became overjoyed and kept following Luo Jingyan, calling her "Master."

Luo Jingyan shook her head helplessly. Her first apprentice was already this old. Would her future apprentices be even older than her?

Every day on her way to and from the winery, she would pass by Liu Aiguo's house. She figured that Li Hongying's postpartum confinement should be over by now, and Li Hongying could go out and about again. What should she do with Zhuang Feifei's space and the remaining supplies inside?

After a month, Zhuang Feifei still couldn't find a way to fix her space. At the same time, she discovered that the mole on her collarbone was slowly growing.

These past few days, Li Hongying hasn't received her blood, but the mole has grown. She doesn't know what will happen when the mole grows to the same size as the original chicken blood pendant.

She was terrified that her personal space might automatically detach from her body.

With Li Hongying about to finish her postpartum confinement period, her threats came again.