Chapter 142: Almost on Fire
Wang Xiaoye read the tutorial on the Internet this morning, and easily memorized the whole production process, so the technique is very proficient.
After the steamed glutinous rice was dried, Wang Xiaoye poured the glutinous rice into the basin with the koji just now, mixed it and stirred well, "The production process is so simple, then add an appropriate amount of cold boiled water, and then seal and store it in an environment of about 30 degrees." ”
When the rice wine in the basin was almost covered, Wang Xiaoye lifted the wooden lid, and a strong aroma of wine came to his nose.
Wang Xiaoye immediately picked up the wooden spoon and scooped up some rice wine, and couldn't wait to take a sip, and his brows immediately wrinkled.
"Bah, bah!" Wang Xiaoye hurriedly spit out all the rice wine in his mouth, and said with a disgusted face, "Nima, what is it, so unpleasant?"
"Gott~"
"Wait a minute, brothers, the anchor will rinse his mouth!" Wang Xiaoye pinched his nose, hurriedly ran to the side and drank a glass of cold water, cleaned his mouth, and spit out all the water.
"Damn! it's so sour!" he almost rolled his eyes.
This is the first time Wang Xiaoye has encountered Waterloo in the live broadcast room, which has attracted netizens who are watching the show to complain.
"Look at the anchor's decent, why is it so bad?"
"Are there any professionals who come out and tell me which step the anchor did wrong!"
"Hahaha, thinking of Sister Black Garlic, who is very popular on the Internet, Lao Tzu feels sour across the screen!"
"It's so sour that the anchor's eyes are slanted, hahaha...... I'm laughing to death!"
"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Wang Xiaoye looked at the commotion under the barrage, spat a mouthful of saliva, and joked seriously, "Old iron, this is morning sickness, and it has nothing to do with the rice wine made by the anchor!"
"Okay, to be honest, the anchor failed to make this production! Blue thin shiitake mushrooms, I made such a bad rice wine in the whole morning, depressed ......" After he finished speaking, he scooped another spoonful of rice wine, took it to his nose and smelled it, and said to himself, "It smells very sweet, which step went wrong......
Wang Xiaoye studied for a long time, but he didn't find anything famous, so in desperation, he could only consult Aunt Ma.
Wang Xiaoye filled a bottle of rice wine he made, carried it with him, and held a selfie stick in one hand, "To be honest, the anchor makes rice wine, it's really not to make money, there are many lonely and widowed elderly people in the village who don't have jobs and have no source of income, so I thought it would be better to start a small industry and provide them with jobs." ”
This is Wang Xiaoye's sincere words, when he was eating at the Baba banquet last night, he found that there are so many lonely and widowed old people in the village, and there are no new clothes to wear all year round.
It's no wonder that he is soft-hearted, but he can't see these old people living such a poor life in their old age......
"Work hard, work hard, the anchor just wants a peace of mind. Wang Xiaoye's tone was unprecedentedly serious, perhaps his words moved many netizens, and at this moment, there were several times more gifts than usual on the screen.
Wang Xiaoye came to Aunt Ma's residence, and from a long distance, he smelled a strong aroma of wine, thinking that this Aunt Ma was a connoisseur.
Aunt Ma's yard is very remote, inaccessible, the outside of the yard is overgrown with weeds, but the yard is exceptionally clean, the road is the ground, and it is full of all kinds of vegetables, but some vegetables have withered and yellowed, and no one has pulled them out.
Wang Xiaoye stepped over the fence and came to the courtyard, the gate was locked, he called twice, but no one responded.
"Brothers, the anchor is not good, Aunt Ma is not at home, it seems that we will have to wait for a while. Wang Xiaoye simply found a clean step to sit on, picked up a wooden branch from the side and put it in his mouth, looking handsome and handsome.
The rice wine in the glass bottle in his hand had cooled, Wang Xiaoye yawned boredly, he just stretched his waist, and when he turned around, he saw Aunt Ma standing on the side of the courtyard.
"Aunt Ma, you're back!" Wang Xiaoye immediately stood up and patted the dust behind his buttocks, as if he had seen a relative, he was extremely excited, and even looked at Aunt Ma with a little more cordial and enthusiasm.
"Who are you?" Aunt Ma looked at Wang Xiaoye with a wary expression, holding a wooden fork in her hand and facing him.
In front of Wang Xiaoye was an old man who was over the age of six, with sparse white hair, wrinkled face, hanging hair blocking half of her face, and wearing a thick dress full of pudding, with holes in several places, looking gray.
Wang Xiaoye smiled awkwardly, "Aunt Ma, don't get me wrong, I'm not a thief, I'm Wang Xiaoye from the village, and I spoke at the dam banquet last night." ”
"I don't know. Aunt Ma seemed to sense that Wang Xiaoye was not in any danger, so she put away the wooden fork and walked over with a straight face, "Get out of the way, I'm going to open the door." ”
"Oh, good. Wang Xiaoye immediately stood aside, and said, this aunt doesn't seem to be easy to get along with......
A cold sweat broke out on the back of his head, "Aunt Ma, I came here to ask you about the method of brewing rice wine, you see, I also specially brought my own rice wine, but it tastes terrible." ”
"I don't know what you're talking about, the old woman doesn't like to associate with the living, go back. With that, Aunt Ma closed the door directly, leaving Wang Xiaoye standing alone in the yard blowing the cool breeze.
Wang Xiaoye: "......"
"Yo hey, it's not good to see the anchor for the first time!"
"People's grandmothers don't like small fresh meat!"
"Tut-tut, this kind of thankless thing, I advise the anchor not to do it, some old people are just stubborn!"
"It's funny to say that upstairs, aren't you going to get old?"
"Okay, brothers, don't quarrel, the anchor has his own decision on this matter. Wang Xiaoye said patiently, "The anchor understands that the elderly are generally like this, accustomed to a lonely life, and when they suddenly meet an enthusiastic person, they will inevitably be guarded." ”
He thought about it in his heart, it seemed that Gu Qianrong had to be asked to come forward in this matter.
Seeing Aunt Ma's gray coat sewn and mended and her vigilance against the living, Wang Xiaoye strengthened his determination to organize the old people in the village to brew rice wine.
Village Chief's Office.
After listening to Wang Xiaoye's proposal, Gu Qianrong put down the documents in her hand, stood up, and put one hand on Wang Xiaoye's shoulder, "Wang Xiaoye, you can, your ideological consciousness is so high!"
"Hehe, when has my ideological consciousness been lowered?" Wang Xiaoye asked with a smile.
"No problem, let's go, I'll take you to Aunt Ma now. "For things that are beneficial to the village, Gu Qianrong has always been very positive.
Sure enough, when Gu Qian went to look for Aunt Ma, Aunt Ma's attitude was obviously much better, "Qianrong, why are you here?" ”
Aunt Ma said, turned around and took out a plate of snacks from the house and put it on the table, "Come, eat some chestnuts, the previous stock." ”
Wang Xiaoye: "......" is too different!
"Aunt Ma, this is Wang Xiaoye, you saw it last night. ”
"Hmm. Aunt Ma glanced at Wang Xiaoye lightly, "I know?." ”
"I'm here to discuss something with you. Gu Qianrong slowly explained the truth of the matter.
"No problem, as long as it is something that Qianrong wants the old woman to do, the old woman can agree. Aunt Ma responded and looked at Wang Xiaoye, "Then come in with me." ”
"Is your phone recording?" Aunt Ma suddenly looked at the mobile phone he was holding on the selfie stick, and her brows furrowed slightly.
"Forehead......" Wang Xiaoye panicked slightly, and hurriedly wrapped his hand around Gu Qianrong's back and pulled her clothes.
Gu Qianrong understood, and said with a cheeky smile, "Aunt Ma, you don't mind, right?"
"That's it, the old woman is already a person who is about to enter the ground, so it's good to spread the method of making rice wine. Aunt Ma finally sighed slightly, turned around and walked to the back room, her back was lonely and lonely in the dark room.
Gu Qianrong couldn't bear it in her heart, and a smile appeared on her face, "Aunt Ma, what nonsense are you talking about, your good days are still ahead." ”
"Hehe~ That's why you girl usually comes to see me. Aunt Ma smiled bitterly, suppressed the sadness in her heart, picked up a match and lit the only kerosene lamp in the house.
Wang Xiaoye found out that there was no electric light installed in her house, he pursed his lips, and his eyes were a little complicated......