I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Carrying two large bags of grapes, Lingpingan finally returned to the door of the store.

He took out his keys and opened the store door.

Then he took the grapes in his hand and put them in.

Kitten Best followed in.

Lingpingan put the two full bags of grapes in his hands on the table.

Then he collapsed on the sofa.

"Tired..."

"So tired..."

He raised his hands that were not sore at all, imagining how exhausted he looked.

So he stuck out his tongue and gasped.

Kitten Best walked up to him, gently stuck out his tongue, and licked his master's hand, as if to comfort him.

"Little darling, you still have a conscience!" Lingpingan was particularly satisfied.

He touched the little guy's head.

Then he sat up and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already past four o'clock.

"Watch the TV and prepare to make wine!" Lingpingan said, so he walked to the counter, sat down, and turned on the TV.

The news happened to be on.

Aerial footage appeared on the screen.

On the vast plains, the smoke of gunpowder has stopped, and troops one after another withdraw from the front line.

The screen turned and came to a press conference.

Two foreign men, each sitting in a seat.

Countless cameras under the stage were clicking and ringing.

"At 3:25 pm local time today, the foreign ministers of Southern Tianzhu and Northern Tianzhu jointly signed the Armistice Agreement. According to the agreement, the warring parties will completely disengage and cease contact starting at 5 pm local time today. Firefight..."

"It is reported that this peace agreement was reached by peaceful people on both sides..."

"In this regard, the spokesperson of the Federal Ministry of Foreign Affairs expressed appreciation at a press conference held this afternoon. The spokesperson said: Maintaining regional peace and stability requires the concerted efforts of everyone. We hope that North and South Tianzhu can work together. To jointly build mutual relations on the premise of peace, development, and stability, the Federal Empire is willing to provide necessary help..."

Lingpingan looked at it, his mouth wide open.

"The world is changing so fast..." he said.

It was clear that the fight was still going on yesterday, with the top leaders of the two countries making harsh remarks to each other.

On one side, they say they want to blow the other side back to feudal society, and on the other side, they simply say they want to blow it back to the Stone Age.

In the blink of an eye, there is peace?

Lingpingan thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat. Sure enough, the top trending search was 'Peace between North and South Tianzhu'.

He clicked in and saw news and videos one after another.

Only then did you understand what happened?

It turns out that the two parliaments turned against each other!

The Northern Tianzhu Republic held an emergency meeting and voted to remove the chief of general staff and minister of defense from the main war positions.

In the Southern Tianzhu Kingdom, even the king was changed.

Replaced by the new king of Lord and Harmony.

This all happened in the middle of the night yesterday.

As soon as daybreak, the troops on both sides of the war were notified - stop fighting, peace!

As a result, countless discussions and analyzes appeared on WeChat.

Some people say that this is the victory of the spirit of peace and the awakening of the Tianzhu people themselves.

Then he was slapped in the face and uploaded a lot of videos of Tianzhu countries killing each other.

When it comes to fighting each other, Tianzhu Subcontinent is a bit more powerful than Kunlun State!

Some people say that this was achieved through the mediation of the federal imperial envoy.

But it was immediately refuted, because the transition from fighting to ceasefire was too fast!

It is impossible for the Federal Empire to react!

In addition to these, there are also some strange sounds.

For example, the great fortune teller from South Tianzhu has spoken.

Lingpingan looked at it and almost laughed like a pig.

However, this is normal, everyone is on the Federal Empire network.

Conspiracy theorists are like crucian carp crossing the river.

Every time there is news, you can always see these guys making headlines.

Lingpingan has long been accustomed to strange things.

He put away his mobile phone and pouted: "What era is it..."

"There are still people who believe these boring things!"

"Right?" he asked Best.

Meow!

The kitten meowed softly, admiring his master's judgment very much!

Lingpingan shook his head with a smile and stood up: "Get ready to make wine!"

Then he walked to the desk, picked up the two bags of grapes and walked upstairs.

Best followed immediately.

Crunchy...

The repaired stairs are indeed much more stable, and the sound they make is no longer so loud.

But listening to it, it is even more permeable.

It's even creepier than the background sounds in horror movies.

Lingpingan listened and shook his head: "This old staircase...that's all..."

After all, this staircase is older than him!

After so many years, it is already a miracle that it has not completely broken down.

Carrying the grapes, Lingpingan walked briskly to the kitchen, and then took out two large wooden barrels that had been cleaned after last year's winemaking from the kitchen cabinet.

These two wooden barrels are very old wooden barrels bound by iron rings. They are as old as Lingpingan. They were made by his mother when he was born.

After taking down the two wooden barrels, Lingpingan found a clean rag and wiped them clean.

Then, he poured the washed grapes into two wooden barrels.

As a professional winemaker who has been learning winemaking since he was a child, even though Lingpingan has a very poor alcohol capacity, he can only drink one glass.

However, when it comes to winemaking, he has his own special skills and experiences.

When others make wine, they usually have to remove the grape stems and squeeze the juice.

No spiritual peace!

Because he has his own opinions.

He looked at the two large barrels full of grapes in the wooden barrel, stood on tiptoes, and took down the two large jars of brown sugar from the top of the cupboard!

This is the brown sugar he made by hand last year.

Then, he poured all the brown sugar into two wooden barrels.

Then, Lingpingan picked up a mallet and began to beat the grapes in the barrel.

Hammer after hammer...

Until all the grapes are mashed into a paste!

Only then did he laugh.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Lingpingan firmly placed the two red wine barrel lids on the two wooden barrels, and finally stuffed them back under the cupboard.

The next thing is to leave it to the yeast.

In wooden barrels, the grapes are mixed with brown sugar and fermented.

Lingpingan's own hand-brewed brown sugar has a special feature - it will make the fermentation of the grapes more thorough.

There is no need to add any other additives halfway through.

The wine produced will become rosy in color and mellow in aroma.

Stuffing the wine barrel under the cupboard, Lingpingan looked back at the kitten behind him.

"Little darling, my brother is so awesome!"

Meow!

The kitten meowed loudly, completely agreeing with its owner's words!

It's simply amazing...

There is no one more powerful than the Master in the world.

In particular, Best recalled the movement when the master swung the hammer just now.

With one hammer strike, endless spiritual energy was hammered into the grape juice.

Each hammer is equivalent to draining the entire city of spiritual energy.

As a result, the grapes, which were nothing more than ordinary things, turned into treasures comparable to the divine fruits produced on the divine tree!

What's more important is the brown sugar that the owner sprinkled.

Every piece is covered with blessings from Miss Shasha.

With Miss Salsa's blessing, no yeast dares to be lazy!

But, all this is just the beginning!

Best knew that every day in the future, the master's most diligent and loyal slaves would do their best to care for and care for these two barrels of wine.

Those little things, no more than the size of pigeon eggs, were once a notorious race in the universe.

But now, for the sake of their master, they gave up their career of robbing houses in the universe, came here, and restarted the old business of their ancestors countless years ago, using their tentacles and spiritual energy to make every piece of food here , all have undergone full and thorough changes!

So that they can fully meet the owner's requirements!

This is their mission, a glorious mission!

Lingpingan clapped his hands, stood up, and said to Best, "Okay, let's go downstairs..."

"Gotta get to work!"

I haven’t written a single word today!

Meow!

The kitten meowed and immediately followed its owner.

Behind it, from the gap in the cabinet, a small thing with black glowing tentacles appeared.

They vibrated their wings as if they had crawled out of another dimension.

They saw the two barrels.

They know that this is a brand new task! So, they all gathered around, used their long tentacles to penetrate into the wine barrel, and began to examine every drop of grape juice.

They must ensure that the master's wine will be 1 million percent safe from accidents!

This is a career in which the fate and honor of the Xia Gai Chong are at stake!