Yun Yuan's sudden voice startled her again.
"Oh, so this is the next step."
Yan Xiaoman looked up suddenly, and sure enough, Yun Yuan was looking down at her.
"Yun Yuan, are you done yet? You're really haunting me!"
Yun Yuan smiled and said, "Yan Xiaoman, what exactly do you want to do with the grapes? Why don't you tell me so we can make money together."
Yan Xiaoman looked at her warily, and his desire to raise the wall became stronger.
She wanted to find someone to transport bricks to build the wall yesterday, but it happened to be Ji Zhang's funeral, and the strong young people in the village all had tasks to do, so she had to wait a little longer.
Yan Xiaoman hated Yun Yuan staring at him. He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly smiled.
He said loudly, "Then I'll tell you, I'm making grape jam."
Yun Yuan blinked. Grape jam is not impossible to make, but it requires cooking, which is completely different from the process of making wine.
She asked doubtfully, "Really? You didn't lie to me?"
"Of course I won't lie to you." Yan Xiaoman said, "You know the previous process, I can tell you the rest."
Yun Yuan asked, "What can you do with grape jam? Can you make money?"
"Why would I do this if it doesn't make money?" Yan Xiaoman rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "Grape jam is great for making milk tea or spreading on bread."
Yun Yuan asked in confusion: "What is milk tea and what is bread?" Her big eyes were full of curiosity about the unknown.
Yan Xiaoman looked at the ignorant aboriginal girl with disdain. She didn't even know what milk tea and bread were.
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