Chapter 481: Mo Xiao's Farmhouse Wine is Muddy

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Chapter 481: Mo Xiao's Farmhouse Wine is Muddy

The mud of the cellar was carefully peeled off, and the people next to the cellar began to sniff their noses, and the rich aroma of the cellar emanated, making people feel drunk.

Old Wu Tou narrowed his eyes, and he could see that his nose trembled slightly, and his face gradually showed a look of intoxication.

"What's going on?" the fat man swallowed, he never knew that the original dregs out of the cellar could be so mellow, and the feeling was like—like watching a beautiful woman out of the bath, hehe.

"This must be the most beautiful wine I have ever made in my life!" Old Wu Tou opened his eyes suddenly, and his two eyes had never been so shining as they were now.

Unexpectedly, after retirement, when the sun is waning, he can finally brew the most luscious liquor in his life, what kind of surprise is this for an old craftsman?

"Hurry up and steam the bar, or we will eat all the mash in the cellar!" the fat man shouted with a smile, and everyone couldn't help laughing, just now, this idea sprouted in everyone's mind.

"Okay, retort, steam wine!" Old Wu Tou waved his hand confidently, and everyone picked up the wooden lift and began to clear the cellar.

At night, the fat man and they are still waiting in the workshop, waiting for the wine, such a momentous moment, everyone wants to witness with their own eyes.

The fog in the workshop is steaming, and the thick aroma of wine is brewing and fermenting here, and everyone feels a little dizzy, and they have never drunk alcohol, which is really a very wonderful realm.

In the middle of the night, the fat man finally couldn't hold it back: "I'll pee first." ”

was reminded by him like this, and Lao Wu Tou also went out. After transferring to the room, the fat man muttered: "I'm busy these days, I forgot to build a toilet, and I have to get one tomorrow." ”

Whoop Whoop ——, Silent Night, the sound is particularly clear. The fat man tied his belt and muttered to the old Wu Tou: "You have been holding back for a long time, this urine is really long, don't you have old kidneys, okay?"

"I've already finished peeing, and I thought it was you kid who didn't finish peeing. The two of them couldn't see clearly in the dark light, so they could only listen to the sound.

"I'm already done urinating, and I'm still making a fuss - oops, it's out of the wine!" The fat man suddenly woke up, shouted, and ran back, enjoying himself while running: "Thanks to my sober feelings, if I don't remind you, I guess you will have to pee all night." ”

The wine slip is still very small, but it is very clear, and the fat man took the bowl to pick it up, but was stopped by the old Wu Tou: "The wine is not good, the degree is too high, so keep it for bartending in the future." ”

The fat man didn't care about this, he took half a bowl, and he just took a mouthful, only to feel like a fire in his mouth, and suddenly it jumped to his throat, and then he coughed hard.

"Good fellow, that's a good thing, it's time for the alcohol—" The fat man wiped it, snot and tears in his eyes.

"Who told you to be anxious, not to mention the head of the wine, that is, the new wine should be placed for at least a year and a half, and then after blending and later fermentation, it can have its own flavor and drink. Old Wu Tou snatched the wine bowl from the fat man's hand and put it under his nose to sniff.

The fat man's performance was good, he choked so badly just now, and he didn't spill a drop of wine in his rice bowl: "According to your old saying, you can sell it by bottling, let's drink it ourselves, it's almost done." ”

"It's not productive, and all the good things are ruined. After Lao Wu gave the fat man a proper evaluation, he began to get busy again.

"I stayed up in the middle of the night, and I didn't drink a sip of wine, so I'd better go to sleep. The fat man stretched and muttered as he walked out.

The next morning, the fat man was awakened by the sound of Ugly Ugly scratching the door, and after getting up, he led Ugly Ugly to start running. Running and running, I ran into the winery.

The workshop was still foggy, but the fat man still saw that several large vats were almost full, and the old Wu Tou was energetically directing everyone to seal it, and it seemed that he was really preparing to cellar for a while.

"Why don't you leave two cylinders for everyone to taste—" The fat man hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"The sorghum is gone, fat man, you hurry up, otherwise we will have to stop production - the two cylinders over there are left, don't move around!" Old Wu Tou tapped on the back of the fat man's hand.

"It's okay, the raw materials are on me. The fat man ran out of the village at a gallop. The ugly ugly can't catch up with the ugly chasing in the back, and the little guy also wonders in his heart: Did this guy take the wrong medicine today?

Soon, the fat man's roar came from the loudspeaker: "Divide the wine - everyone goes to the winery, and you can't catch it if you go to play!"

This voice is really good, and every household has taken action, some are carrying large bottles, some are holding jars, and some are carrying basins and running north. At that time, there were still few plastic barrels, and besides, it was not good to hold wine, so it was better to use jars.

Old Wu Tou took a big water scoop and scooped wine for everyone one by one: "Taste it first, this wine is not sleepy yet-Erfeizi, you can hold more in this bottle, hurry up and change your home!"

This job could have been handed over to others, but Lao Wu Tou said that he had to do it himself and share the fruits of victory, this fun, of course, he was the most qualified to enjoy, and the fat man had to stand aside.

The fat man was holding a pot-bellied jar, although the news was released by him, but he was at the end of the line, and as soon as he heard about the wine, everyone ran faster than one another.

While slowly pushing forward, he sniffled: "This wine is really fragrant - let's fry two dishes tonight and taste our own good wine." ”

"Then you still need to say it!" said everyone in unison.

Finally, it was the fat man's turn, and he handed the jar forward: "A few more scoops, I have a lot of wine, hehe-"

"There are two scoops in a family, and you can't be specialized!" Old Wu Tou looked businesslike.

"I still have to treat you, taste your wine, and by the way, implement the raw materials, and I can drink it if I don't have it." The fat man said confidently.

As soon as he heard that it was related to the raw materials for winemaking, Lao Wu Tou filled the jar for him. In recent years, grain has not yet been released, and the peasants have limited grain at hand, so it is not easy to get it.

The fat man carried the wine jar on his shoulder, and Lele went home. When I was having breakfast, I held back the wine worm in my stomach, didn't drink a sip, and after eating, I rode on the Great Defense and went straight to the commune.

As soon as I entered the commune courtyard, Secretary Ma Zhanshan also got out of the jeep: "Fatty, do you still have any rice in Tun, get us some more!"

The fat man scratched his head and spoke in his heart: I am here to ask for food, you can do it, and ask me first when we meet: "Secretary Ma, the green rice has been handed in, and it will be fine in the coming year, and we will open another hundred acres of rice fields." ”

"I went to the county for a meeting a few days ago and listened to Lao He's lectures, and our commune is also preparing to expand the rice area, and I heard that the yield of paddy fields is high. Although Ma Zhanshan is also from a farmer, he has always been a farmer, and he is really a layman to grow rice, but he can feel that this is a good project, at least the experiment has been successful in Gushantun.

The fat man rolled his eyes: "When do you have the time, Secretary Ma, come to us and take a field trip." ”

"Then let's go tomorrow, many people have gone to the countryside today. "Ma Zhanshan is really simple.

"Cheng, then I'll go back and prepare. When the fat man heard this, he turned the car around and walked back.

"What's the busy, it's not too late to go back when you're done. Ma Zhanshan saw that the fat man had just gotten out of the car, and he hadn't even entered the house.

"Hehe, it's done!" the fat man shouted, and then hurriedly stepped on the bicycle and galloped away, he came this time to invite Ma Zhanshan to them.

"This kid has three hairs. Ma Zhanshan was puzzled by him, and couldn't help muttering.

The next day, Ma Zhanshan led the commune cadres in charge of agriculture, a group of four, to the backing mountain, and the fat man led them around Nanwazi, this month, can only look at the bare rice fields. However, under the description of the fat man and the car boss, the harvest is still not small.

Especially when I saw the greenhouse, the greenery was green, and the cucumber top flower was thorny, everyone was amazed.

"This seems to be quite funny. "Secretary Ma has more knowledge in the end, and he immediately grasped the key point, if it is winter, this green vegetable is a rare thing.

The fat man nodded, the vegetable greenhouse is also a way, but the fat man has too many projects now, so he didn't get this. The plastic greenhouse in front of me is mainly used for rice field seedlings, and growing vegetables is just a sideline.

Since I came, I also visited the goose factory by the way, and on the way back, everyone was talking about it, and they were all very excited, and it seemed that the harvest was not small.

When they returned to the backer, it was already past noon, and of course the fat man couldn't let them go, so he took them to the guest house for dinner. Although he was more afraid of organizations such as the inspection team, he was obviously not among those who had been invited by himself.

Four dishes and one soup, a standard working meal. It's just that this dish is relatively hard: a pot of chicken stewed mushrooms, a steamed soft-shelled turtle, two wild vegetables, and egg soup. In addition to this, there are quite a few dipping pickles.

Captain Li, the car boss and the fat man accompanied him, and saw the fat man holding a jar and coming up: "You have to drink well today, don't laugh at the farmer's wine, and stay with the guests in the harvest year, everyone will also share the joy of the harvest with us." ”

After saying that, the family poured a big bowl. Everyone raised their noses and smelled it, and they all made noise about the special smell of this wine.

The fat man didn't break it, picked up the wine bowl, and saw that the wine in the bowl was clear, without the slightest impurity, and with a slight shake, a layer of wine hung on the side of the bowl: "Come, take a sip first." ”

Several commune cadres were also veterans of the matter, and when they smelled it first, they all felt that the wine was unusual, and then they took a small sip, and the wine rolled on their tongues, and suddenly felt that their mouths were full of mellow aroma. It's just a little rushed, a little bit of burning knives, but it just fits the taste of the Northeast man.

"Well, good wine, if you are sleepy for a few more months, softer, it is better than those bottles of wine. "Everyone is a connoisseur of drinking, and you can tell the difference between good and bad in one bite.

"Where did you get good wine, go back and get us two jars." Ma Zhanshan usually likes this, and when he puts down his job, he reaches out and pays for it.

The fat man also took a sip of it, and his face immediately showed an infinite aftertaste. It is indeed a good wine, absolutely high-grade, although there is no clear style, but after fermentation and finalization, it should be able to appear.

Wine, like people, has its own temperament, which is one of the essential elements of good wine.

"Actually, this wine is made in our winery. The fat man reluctantly put down the wine bowl.

"That's even better, we'll all decorate when we're gone. "People are starting to pay for it.

The fat man scratched his head: "It's too late, it's no longer in production." ”