His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 280

Feng Xian searched for a while before seeing her figure in a small forest behind the temple.

With a small shovel in her hand, she was digging up and down next to a thicker tree.

"Is there wine in it?" he approached.

Qian Mi glanced back at him: "Yes, it was buried three years ago."

Feng Xian brought her shovel: "Master let you drink?"

Qian Miao looked at him: "I'll take it back and drink it myself."

He smiled and bent over to shovel for her.

"This location?"

"Well, don't push too hard."

After a while, a jar of wine appeared, and Qian Miao's eyes lit up.

"Don't tell Master," she said.

The seal didn't answer.

She ignored him, squatted down to clear the dirt from the wine jar, and opened the lid.

An intoxicating fragrance floated out, and even Feng Xian stared at it.

He had never smelled this kind of scented wine, and it could be called intoxicating.

"Is there anything added to this wine?"

He smelled it was Huadiao wine, but it was different from the usual one.

Qian Miao smiled and said: "You are quite knowledgeable, I added special incense pills in it, so it smells good and tastes even better."

"Oh, Kamaru?" Feng Xian also crouched down and looked at her with a gentle face.

"That's it." Qian Miao took out a cherry-sized ball from her pocket and said, "It's made from a variety of spices, and it's just right to drink it with wine."

Feng Xian took the small ball: "It seems that you like to mix fragrance."

It's just that others focus on aromatherapy, and she... is keen on eating.

It fits her character.

Seeing that he mentioned this aspect again, Qian Miao replied perfunctorily: "I learned from my mother when I was a child, and now there are raw materials in the temple."

After speaking, he subconsciously raised his head and asked him, "Do you want to see it?"

Feng Xian was quite surprised, and was naturally delighted that she took the initiative to propose this: "It seems that I am lucky today."

Qian Miao lowered her eyes and closed the lid: "Don't think too much, I'm going to do it today anyway."

Saying that, she was about to pick up the jar of wine, but Feng Xian picked it up in advance.

"Let's go."

Qian Mi got up, patted the dirt on her hands, and followed.

They put the wine in the car first, and then went to the place where the incense was made.

It was Qian Mi's single room.

She divided a simple room into two halves, one bedroom and the other "studio".

All items are neat and clean.

Feng Xian watched her walk into the counter and said, "I'm happy to help."

Qian Miao was not polite to him, and said: "Then you take cloves, wood incense, cinnamon, pepper, red bean, and angelica each, and then use this to smash, and then use this to sieve out the fine powder."

She looked at him brightly: "Do you want me to say it again?"

Feng Xian smiled lightly: "No need."

He walked to the cabinet and began to look for incense materials.

Qian Miao took out a certain amount of borneol and mixed it with musk to grind, and from time to time, glanced at him.

He did it well, not like it was the first time.

It didn't take long before she put down the tools in her hand and went to find honey.

Just as he was about to look for it, Feng Xian pushed a small jar of honey in front of her: "Are you looking for this?"

Qian Miao looked at him calmly: "To be honest, you have done this kind of thing before, right?"

Feng Xian glanced at her, and the corner of his mouth twitched, but he did not deny it.

Qian Miao unconsciously thought of his aunt.

I also remembered the photos in his bedroom, one of them was a photo with Feng Wei.

The movements of her hands slowed down: "Did you and your aunt learn it?"

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(Good night, ask for a monthly ticket~)