Chapter 20 The magic antidote for hangover
“Grandpa Mountain God, they have become like this since they drank a little of the fairy wine and monkey wine you gave them.”
“They drink too much. I'm usually pretty big, but I haven't had much to drink today! "
"Is there anything going on? Grandpa Shanshen, please help me."
Listening to the explanations of the villagers, Xu Boan hurriedly sensed the situation inside the bonsai.
After realizing that the fainted villagers were just asleep, Xu Boan breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that I drank too much, so that’s okay.
Xu Bo'an comforted him: "It doesn't matter, I've looked at it carefully, it's just ordinary drunkenness. That guy Li Qingshi has a pretty good drinking capacity. If he drinks any more, he'll probably faint."
< br>The alcohol content of monkey wine is very low. By analogy, Xu Bo'an can predict that the alcohol produced by Da Jingchao in the bonsai will naturally not have much higher alcohol content.
They can drink because they usually drink alcohol with low alcohol content.
After getting used to low-alcohol drinks, I suddenly switched to drinks with 40 to 50-proof alcohol. If you drink according to your usual routine and appetite, you will definitely get drunk.
I just didn’t expect Li Qingshi to be so interesting. Others would either sleep or act crazy after drinking too much, but he actually kowtows after drinking too much?
What a hobby!
However, although it is not a big deal, after all, everyone's body is different. For some people, getting drunk can cause trouble. Xu Bo'an really can't ignore this matter.
After all, Xu Boan has seen cases of people losing their lives due to drinking on TV news.
It seems like we have to go to the drugstore to buy some hangover medicine for them. Xu Boan decided secretly.
As soon as I finished my thoughts, I saw a group of monkeys chirping walking over from a distance.
“Fruit, fruit, eat, eat, eat. If you eat it, you won’t sleep.”
Xu Boan looked carefully and found that several monkeys were dragging some kind of vines in their hands. Plant vines.
On the vines, there are scattered yellow fruits that are much smaller than millet grains.
This should be the fruit the monkeys are talking about.
Enlarged to the same proportion, this fruit must be about the size of a soybean, somewhat similar to a sea buckthorn fruit.
Xu Boan racked his brains to analyze the monkey's words.
Will you sleep after eating the fruit?
Doping?
While thinking about it, I saw the monkeys pulling off the small yellow particles and stuffing them into the mouths of the monkeys who had fallen asleep.
Soon, within a few minutes, the monkeys who had eaten the small yellow fruits stood up unsteadily.
“It’s delicious, it’s delicious, let’s drink, drink, drink!”
Xu Bo’an rolled his eyes, this monkey is also an alcoholic.
“Drink your shit! You’ve fainted from drinking!”
Xu Bo'an muttered, and then watched the villagers in the bonsai take over the vines from the monkeys, picked small yellow fruits from them, and fed them to Li Qingshi and the villagers who had passed out.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, those sleeping on the ground all woke up.
Li Qingshi rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment and asked a villager next to him: "Auntie, was I so embarrassed just now?"
The aunt laughed and said : "It's nothing. I just keep kowtowing to ask Grandpa Mountain God to give you a wife!"
"Haha, when Little Shitou grows up, he realizes that he misses his mother-in-law."
The villagers laughed happily. Laughing, Li Qingshi buried his head and covered his ears, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in. Xu Boan was very interested in the small fruits on the vine.
This kind of fruit has such miraculous effects. It would have been much more comfortable if I had had this kind of fruit to save me during the years when I was an engineering project manager.
Thinking of this, Xu Boan took the initiative to ask: "What is the name of this little yellow fruit?"
"Grandpa Mountain God, this fruit is called Shanlihuang, and it is used to make sour juice. Something. It has a good effect on relieving hangovers and refreshing your mind." Li Laosan answered proactively.
Xu Boan asked curiously: "Sour juice? What is that?"
Li Laosan asked the villagers to take out a clay pot, opened it and held it up in front of him, saying: "Grandpa Mingjian, the mountain god, is One of our cooking seasonings, it has a sour taste."
Xu Boan looked carefully and suddenly realized, my dear, this is not vinegar for cooking!
However, the vinegar made from this fruit is a bit like a fruit vinegar drink, but it is thicker and tastes more sour.
According to what Li Laosan said, Da Jingchao did not lack this stuff at all, otherwise it would not be possible to use it for jealousy!
That’s good. There are so many things, so even if I take them in batches, I won’t attract attention.
The most important thing is that according to the saving effect of this fruit, if you can put this thing into the market, it will definitely produce huge economic value!
Thinking of this, Xu Boan's heart was pounding.
It seems that making money is not that difficult.
Xu Bo'an said: "Since you have so much sour juice, why didn't you give the drunken villagers some sour juice to relieve their hangover."
Li Laosan said with a smile: "Well, we are ordinary people, how can we afford wine on weekdays? Even if we have the opportunity to drink some wine, it is not up to the standard of open drinking. Sansheng is lucky enough to drink the mountain god Grandpa, your Xianjia Jade Brewing made you laugh. This sour juice is usually used to prevent heatstroke when we work in the fields during the summer heat."
Xu Bo'an nodded. , that's right, according to the living standards of the villagers in Kaoshan Village, they began to worry about eating and drinking. How could he have any spare money to allow him to think about buying wine again.
This group of monkeys is different. They brewed their own monkey wine. Naturally, they have also experienced drunkenness. After all, no matter how low the alcohol content is, they cannot withstand a large amount of food. Therefore, it is normal to know that this little fruit has miraculous effects in relieving hangovers.
Xu Bo'an nodded and asked: "How many small yellow fruits are there in the mountains in our place?"
"This thing is drought-tolerant. There were originally quite a lot of them, but in the past two years, there are a lot of them. The drought is really ridiculous, and it is relatively rare around here. I don’t know where these monkeys got it. However, the village has brewed a lot of this sour juice in the past few years. If the mountain god is interested, just take it. "
After all, Li Laosan is older, and his level of thinking about people's hearts is much better than that of Li Qingshi. Seeing Xu Bo'an asking questions repeatedly, he naturally knew that Xu Bo'an was interested in this kind of little fruit.
As for why the mountain god grandpa didn’t know about the yellow thing in the mountains, Li Laosan didn’t question it. Maybe the mountain god grandpa was just transferred here from other places to be a mountain god? Dajing Dynasty covers a vast area and its customs and products are somewhat different, which is normal.
As expected, Xu Boan felt relieved by Li Laosan's initiative.
It is comfortable to talk to smart people.
“Let’s do this, I’ll use this jar of sour juice and those yellow fruits from the mountains first. I’ll help you find some food later, and you can share it with the monkeys. After all, these fruits They found it.”
Li Laosan agreed repeatedly and said: "If you can do things for Grandpa Mountain God and bring happiness to the people, how dare you ask for Grandpa Mountain God's things again? You have helped us enough."
Xu Bo'an did not There was too much entanglement over this, and after a brief exchange of greetings, I took the small yellow fruit from the mountain and put it in the mountain temple, then put away the bonsai and went out.
Outside the door, the saleswoman who had been waiting saw Xu Boan coming out and hurriedly greeted him enthusiastically.
Before she could say hello, Xu Boan's phone rang.
When he saw that it was Tang Xiaohu calling, Xu Boyan suddenly felt something bad.
Sure enough, the next moment, the phone was connected and bad news came.
“Mr.