Extra Chapter 3 (Mid-Autumn Festival)



“It smells really good, but it’s just too good.”

Yun Feiyin couldn't help but wrinkle his nose. He really liked the taste of the wine, but the problem was that after just two sniffs, he felt a little drunk.

Yun Feiyin felt that he couldn't drink that wine, at least not in front of so many people.

It would be so embarrassing if you fell down after just one glass.

Yun Feimiao looked down at the wine jar that was assigned to him, and felt that Senior Brother Tu Feng had bad intentions.

The wine was good, and it was divided according to their preferences.

For example, Yun Feimiao's jar is filled with light blue wine, which smells like a mixture of floral and fruity aromas, a taste that Yun Feimiao likes very much.

But just like Yun Feiyin's jar, it makes people feel slightly tipsy just by smelling it.

The jar of pear blossom fragrance that Xie Yang was assigned was also of the level that could easily make people tipsy. Yun Feimiao then sniffed the jar of bamboo-scented wine that Jiang Qingruo was assigned and found that the situation was similar.

He walked to Tufeng again. The aroma of wine was still strong here, but it was wafting from all directions.

The only smell in the bee-killing wine jar was pomegranate juice.

Yun Feimiao smiled and said, "Brother Tu, there's definitely some wine in this jar, right?"

"Who said that? I mixed it up!"

Wang Yiming said, "One drop."

Butcher Bee argued: "One cup is just one big drop."

Wang Yiming continued to criticize him: "But the drop that Senior Brother dropped was not even as big as a mung bean."

Butcher Feng: "The mung beans that Junior Brother Wang is talking about are the fist-sized mung beans from Shennong Valley."

Wang Yiming: "The mung beans I'm talking about are the ones from Shennong Valley that are no bigger than rice grains."

Feng Zhuo was puzzled: "Ruoruo, we grow so many mung beans in Shennong Valley? How do we eat mung beans as big as a fist? Do we steam them like sweet potatoes?"

"Anyway, it shouldn't be cooked through, right?"

Jiang Qingruo: "..."

No, why did they bring up mung beans for no reason? And they were all from Shennong Valley?

The key point is that these green beans of different sizes are not widely available outside. His fourth brother just planted them for fun out of boredom.

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