The pastoral life of the grass tribe chief

"There's still one case and one can left."

Lu Shaolong glanced at the beer at his feet.

"Then add four more cans, that's the maximum."

Lu Yaodao.

"Follow, open."

"You're definitely going to drink it."

"We're just little devils, we don't believe you're the big devils."

Lu Shaolong and his two companions, confident of victory, looked at Lu Yao and his two companions with smug satisfaction.

The thought of the three of them drinking until they vomited made him burst out laughing.

Lu Yao simply smiled and flipped over the card.

Big ghost.

All five of them were dumbfounded.

"Brother Yao, you..."

Lu Jian was about to accuse Lu Yao of cheating, but he quickly realized that he had shuffled the cards himself.

"From now on, if you invite me for a drink, then drink; don't gamble with me on drinking."

"If I don't let you win, you'll suffer a terrible defeat in the end."

Lu Yao did not explain.

They wouldn't believe it even if I explained.

He used to be able to calculate almost everything in a game of cards.

With his current terrifying calculation ability and memory, he can tell what cards everyone has without even looking at them.

"Brother Yao, you're so smart, let's go..."

Lü Shaolong had very sharp eyes.

Lu Jian and Lu Feng were also visibly excited.

"Be down-to-earth and don't always think about speculation, or you will fall into the abyss and never be able to climb out."

Lu Yao immediately gave the three of them a flick on the forehead.

"oh."

The three of them grimaced in pain.

"We've had enough to drink tonight; we'll save the rest for next time."

Lu Yao didn't force the three of them to finish all those cans.

He had barely finished speaking when the sound of a car came from in front of Lu Yang's house.

"Chong Ge's car."

Lu Feng recognized the sound of Lu Chong's car.

After tidying up the table and setting out Lu Jijun's tea set, Lu Chong and Lu Yang pushed open the door and walked in.

"Coming back so late?"

Lu Jijun asked.

"The boss's squid is fried."

Lu Yang handed out cigarettes to everyone.

"Great, another half month's salary in hand."

The Madman's Way.

"You guys are drinking?"

Lu Chong smelled the aroma of alcohol, and his previously listless state immediately became more alert.

"besides."

Upon seeing this, Lü Shaolong quickly took out the wine and placed it on the coffee table.

"Let's take it to the dinner table and drink it."

Lu Feng said.

"One bottle is enough for me."

Lu Yang grabbed a bottle and sat down next to Lu Yao, while the others went to the dining table to drink.

Lu Chong then asked his younger brother to get a bag of chicken feet and peanuts from the shop.

Have you found a new job yet?

Lu Yao asked Lu Yang.

"No, I'm exhausted. I'll look again in a couple of days."

Lu Yang took a sip of beer.

"My wife got a project that requires five drivers to drive those ivy-covered hill climbers. We're short two. Should we take it?"

Lu Yao asked him again.

Lu Shaolong, Lu Jian, and Lu Feng looked at him.

"I'll do it."

Before Lu Yang could say anything, Lu Chong made his stance clear.

When will construction begin?

Lu Yang did not immediately express his thoughts.

"It will take as little as these two days, or as long as four or five days, but no more than a week."

Lu Yaodao.

"I'll call and ask."

Lu Yang picked up his phone and made a video call to Li Yunbo.

Li Yunbo is building the Great Wall again.

The two talked for more than ten minutes, and Lu Yang agreed to go and pick the ivy.

"The five of you can come over tomorrow afternoon to familiarize yourselves with the car. I'll send the address to Lao Yang then."

Li Yunbo said.

"If you three work hard, you'll never have to worry about not having good wine to drink in the future."

Lu Yao addressed the three men, including Lü Shaolong.

"We will definitely do our best."

When Lü Shaolong and his two companions heard that there was good wine to drink, they couldn't wait to start working.

After drinking a few cups of tea, Lu Yao returned to Wumutang.

His parents and grandparents are going to his grandmother's house tomorrow, and his father needs to go to bed early tonight, so there will be no one at Wumutang.

When Lu Yao returned from patrol, he had nothing to do, so he moved the single bamboo bed outside, took a bamboo pillow, and lay down to play on his phone.

If there are mosquitoes, just throw them into the space to feed the stone frogs.

He used to be annoyed by these mosquitoes, but now he'd love to have as many as he wants.

Lu Yao was chatting and joking in the village's second group chat when a message came from a fellow villager from western Guangdong.

"Ji Ming said you're an expert in traditional Chinese medicine. Do you know how to make medicinal wine?"

A fellow villager from western Guangdong asked.

"What kind of medicinal wine do you want to make?"

Lu Yao cursed Lu Jiming a thousand times in his heart, for making trouble out of nothing.

"I always feel irritable and easily angered during the hot spring and summer seasons. Eating even a little fried food causes mouth ulcers, and my urine is scant but very dark. Is there any medicinal wine I can drink?"

The locals in western Guangdong say.

"Okay, I'll make you some medicinal wine. Tell Ji Ming to come back and get it."

Lu Yaodao.

"Who are you asking to go back and get it?"

Lu Jiming's voice came through.

"Big White, who was that calling just now?"

Lu Yao asked Da Bai, who was sleeping by the bamboo bed.

Da Bai opened its dog eyes, glared at Lu Yao, and then closed its dog eyes again.

The madman keeps yelling that he wants to boil it, but he's just messing around with it.

The day Lu Yao brought it back, Lu Jiming was constantly eyeing it, wanting to take it to Goose City to be the store's prized possession.

If it really offends Lu Jiming, Lu Jiming will appear in front of it with a dog leash in three hours, and it will never have a peaceful day.

Like Lu Yao, Lu Jiming was the kind of stubborn mule who, once he made up his mind, was impossible to sway.

Lu Yao turned off his phone, kicked Da Bai into the pond, went inside to get a small hoe, and went to the valley to dig up bamboo leaves to make wine.

Lophatherum gracile, also known as pheasant rice by people in Guangdong and Guangxi.

They were everywhere when I was a child, but later they were dug up so many that they almost disappeared.

For more than ten years, no one has cultivated the burned mountain, and the mountain roads have been overgrown with thorns and weeds. Fewer and fewer people are going into the mountain, and the bamboo leaves have multiplied again.

Lu Yao dug up a bunch of bamboo leaves in the valley and came back. After washing them clean, he placed them under the eaves, where they dried in half an hour in the night breeze.

He found a large glass bottle that could hold 20 jin (10 catties) of liquor, put the bamboo leaves into the bottle, poured in 42-proof soy sauce-flavored liquor, added a drop of spiritual spring water, and placed it on the shelf in his space.

Lu Yao discovered that watering herbaceous plants with the spiritual spring doubled or even tripled their growth rate and medicinal effects compared to watering other plants.

The same applies to the medicinal wine he makes.

By adding herbs, the medicinal properties of the wine will double, and the drinking time will be halved.

Ordinary medicinal wines need to be soaked for at least a month, or even longer, before they can be consumed, while Lingquan can shorten the soaking time by half, to about half a month.

Infusing wine purely with herbs, without adding any other plants or animals, doubles its medicinal properties and halves the time required to drink it.

Bamboo leaves can be steeped in alcohol for about 15 days in summer and about a month in winter before it can be consumed.

It is an herb with twice the medicinal properties, and can be consumed after about a week.

The next day, as soon as Lu Yao opened the door, he saw Lu Jiming squatting by the vegetable field, smoking and chatting with his father.

Have you had breakfast?

Lu Yao was already used to his "unpredictable appearances and disappearances".

"I've already eaten; there's rice cake in the car."

Lu Jiming pressed the door lock switch, and the hidden door handle popped out.

Why didn't you bring Lin Zai back?

After washing up, Lu Yao leaned against the chinaberry tree, drinking soy milk and eating rice cakes.

"My mom took him to my older brother's place."

Lu Jiming said.

"If your mom's not home, then you'll be eating noodles with your dad every day?"

Lu Yao suddenly realized something and began to gloat.

Lu Liren always kept his meals as simple as possible, while Lu Jiming only made instant noodles with boiling water.

There's no takeout available at home.

"Uncle De gave birth to you just so he could cook for me."

Lu Jiming said matter-of-factly.

"Tch, you unfilial son! You won't eat noodles with your own father, but you have the nerve to go and freeload at other people's houses."

Lu Yao felt a thousand times contempt, and tossed the lunchbox and soy milk cup behind him, which landed precisely in the trash can.

Then clap your hands and go patrol the poultry farm in the tea plantation.