Beer making

The first step in this process is to crush the malt with pairs of rolls and roll the seed kernels...

After Qin Lang downloaded and copied it from the Internet, it was directly packaged into a low-quality memory card with a price of no more than ten yuan, and then traded out at a price of ten million bitcoins through the plane platform's trading window.

"Wait a minute, I'll verify it."

After receiving the text information, you will enter the verification process stage. From now on, no matter what Qin Lang is doing, whether the other party can succeed or not, it is the other party’s business.

After all, one of the rules on the plane platform ensures the correctness of its data. Qin Lang patted his chest and said with certainty that it was true.

So when the other party was verifying, Qin Lang felt relaxed. He held the smoke brought from the earth in one hand, took a deep breath and slowly vomited it out, making him enjoy and relaxed.

So much so that after the verification was completed, even the emperor who took out a glass of beer and poured it into his mouth was attracted and asked, "What is the thing you are holding in your hand and still smoking?"

"This? Do you want one?" Qin Lang stretched out his hand, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Then try it." Being able to obtain the recipe and then be able to produce beer on his own plane is something that makes the emperor very happy, so he agreed happily, in a happy mood.

In addition, they had a certain friendship between them, so they were considered familiar people. They took the cigarette over and started smoking under Qin Lang's teaching.

"Oh, this is the case for the first time smoking. You have to relax your whole body. Slowly suck the cigarette in, enter the lungs along the throat, and circulate it."

"Look, isn't it very comfortable?"

Perhaps the emperor felt very comfortable under Qin Lang's teachings, and the smoke was so swept by the smoke that he could not see the situation here, so he did not find Qin Lang's smile hidden at the bottom.

"Yes, yes, it's so comfortable. I feel like I'm floating among the clouds." The emperor collapsed directly on the throne he had transformed himself.

If you look closely, you will see where you have the temperament you had when you first met. You are like a smoker.

Qin Lang thought that he had succeeded, so he suppressed the secret joy in his heart and involuntarily spread his mind and thought: If you get poison or something, you will be more happy.

Obviously, the emperor has become Qin Lang's experimental subject, and the results are self-evident and extremely successful, and no one can ignore them.

The most obvious thing was that the emperor who was slumped on the throne immediately stood up after smoking cigarettes and contacted Qin Lang again: "Hurry up, give me as much as the cigarettes."

He looked at it from the perspective of a merchant in his plane. He put it in the plane he was in a luxurious enjoyment. He couldn't help but sigh and wonder what kind of plane the little rookie in front of him was in, and the things he took out were always so popular.

If it were yourself.

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He could not imagine it anymore. He was afraid that he would have bad thoughts, which would not be of great benefit to him. Such dangerous thoughts would be wiped out by him in the cradle.

Seeing the emperor ignore the beer that had been made, Qin Lang was very happy, with a strong effect on his face and said, "The goods are not too many, and they can be provided with the next batch of alcohol. Let's discuss the price at that time?"

"Of course there is no problem." The emperor was about to launch a plane war to kill Qin Lang. Not to mention the current problems, there will be no problems in the future.

"Then I'm relieved. You've made a reservation. You can't say no." Qin Lang did not forget to give in, but he didn't have much worry. He was very confident that cigarettes would be more popular than alcohol.

"Don't doubt it, just take it with confidence." The emperor didn't know that he was buried in a pit by Qin Lang from beginning to end, and he couldn't jump out even if he wanted to.

Qin Lang has not forgotten about beer: "Seeing that the beer you produce is still good, then is this transaction considered complete?"

After a while, he curled his lips. There were so many kinds of beer on the earth. He just took out the most common one. At that time, he would also like to modify the recipes on the plane platform and sell them on the earth.

So when the other party first proposed it, Qin Lang was extremely calm, just like the plane platform is a treasure house, and the earth is also a treasure house.

If he does not make any major mistakes, he will be inexhaustible.

"Beer has been produced, and it may be because of the equipment, it is not as delicious as you provide. I don't know..."

"Do you want to go back on your word?" Qin Lang frowned.

There are common things in the real world, but he doesn't want to spit out the meat he eats when he eats it. If you try it, I dare to give you the attitude of doing it.

"There's nothing. Actually, I want to buy some equipment and then carry out large-scale production." The emperor quickly explained. He didn't want the subsequent relationship to be ruined. After all, he would not lose money in this business.

To convert to a plane platform, no matter what kind of thing you are, as long as it can be sold well on the plane platform and is suitable for your own plane, no matter how expensive it is, it will not lose.

If more than a thousand bit coins are consumed, the emperor's eyes are worth it. Looking back on the performance he had just brought them to the ministers for their taste, and those foreign envoys, let alone entrust things to other countries to sell, that's worth...

Thinking of this, the emperor's calm heart became excited again, and he looked at Qin Lang with a burning heart.

It didn't matter when he saw it, but Qin Lang seemed embarrassed: "If you want it, it's either not good, or it's more difficult to deal with it."

At first I thought the price was not reported, but I was dissatisfied. The emperor hurriedly revealed a number: "If possible, the price of 50 million real-world coins will not be a problem..."

"I..." When Qin Lang heard the number of 50 million, his eyes were almost jumping up. He had never seen the so-called more than ten million yuan of money since he was a child. Not to mention the real-world currency worth thousands of times more than the earth's currency.

I almost swear and vent my mood.

Another tricky plan was formed in my vague mind, and I had no idea that I had developed to this point.

If they get it all, how will he develop in the future? The more land coins, the faster and bigger his growth will be.
Chapter completed!