Chapter Seventy-One: Brewing Alone

Ask for flowers, ask for collection!

Ignoring Zhang Guang, just said that our classmate Zhao Fei hobbled outside with a bag of food. As he walked, he muttered something in his mouth.

Walking out of the door of the workshop, Zhao Fei put down the pocket in his hand and moved his wrist. Glancing back again, he said resentfully, "Wait, I'll make you regret it." Isn't it just sake brewing? Feeling a little strength regained in his hand, Zhao Fei lifted his pocket again and walked towards his cabin.

Come to the hut and put the pocket at the head of the bed. Zhao Fei was not in a hurry to do something first. Instead, he sat on the bed to recover his strength, and then recalled what he had seen today. Although Zhao Fei felt that brewing wine was very simple, in order not to be embarrassed in front of Zhang Guang, Zhao Fei still had to make some preparations. After thinking about it, he felt very ruthless, so Zhao Fei turned over and got out of bed and walked towards the outer courtyard.

In the winery, Zhang Bao was really thinking about something at the counter, while Li Jin was busy with himself. Without Zhao Fei by his side, Zhang Bao always felt that something was missing, so he was somewhat absent-minded.

Zhao Fei came out of the outer courtyard and happened to see Zhang Bao being absent-minded. The first line said: "Why is the shopkeeper so absent-minded, isn't he thinking about something?" ”

Hearing Zhao Fei's voice in a daze, Zhang Bao was stunned for a moment, and then felt that it was unlikely, turned his head to look, and found that it was really Zhao Fei standing there with a smile. "You're not going to learn how to make wine. Why did you come back at this time? ”

"With my ingenuity, I don't care about making wine, and of course I've come back from my studies." Zhao Fei said smugly. The corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and he looks very proud.

"Really?" Zhang Bao looked at Zhao Fei suspiciously, not knowing if Zhao Fei was real.

"It's nature. Didn't the shopkeeper believe me? Zhao Fei said stiffly.

Zhang Bao pointed at Zhao Fei and said with a smile: "You kid must not be modest enough, annoyed Supervisor Zhang, and was bombarded by others." ”

Seeing that Zhang Bao had seen through himself, Zhao Fei lowered his head shyly. "This ...... This ......"

"Haha." Seeing Zhao Fei's embarrassed appearance, Zhang Bao couldn't help laughing. "Forget it, your filial piety shopkeeper already knows, this matter is over, you can learn to do business with me."

"I hope the shopkeeper will give me a chance." Zhao Fei raised his hand and said to Zhang Bao.

"Why?" Zhang Bao asked suspiciously.

"I made a bet with the overseer, Zhang Guang, that I would be able to make a good wine on my own." Zhao Fei said to Zhang Bao.

"You promised?" Zhang Bao hurriedly asked.

"It's nature! Why not. Zhao Fei said suspiciously.

"You don't know, that overseer Zhang Guang is an easy person to deal with." Seeing that Zhao Fei was in confusion, Zhang Bao said to Zhao Fei. "But you are bewitched by his rough form, and you must know that this man is thick and fine, and his mind is far above mine! When he made a bet, he made a decision in his heart. Decide that you will lose. ”

"What?" After listening to Zhang Bao's words, Zhao Fei said it silently. Then he fell into deep thought. The more I thought about Zhao Fei, the more frightened I became. I can be regarded as having seen a trace of the market, how can it become like this by a few words from one person. If this person is really a martial artist, how can he be in the position of an overseer. Although martial arts are one thing, being human is also another.

"Otherwise, I will intercede with him, and you will directly cancel this bet!" Zhang Bao said worriedly.

"How can that be?" Zhao Fei shook his head, revealing a determined expression. "Although Zhang Guang is delicate, I didn't give it for nothing, how could he conclude that I would definitely lose? I already know the process of sake brewing. There is not necessarily no way out. ”

"But ......" Zhang Bao wanted to say something, but Zhao Fei interrupted: "Shopkeeper, you have to give me a little confidence!" Do you think I'm going to lose like that? ”

Zhang Bao thought to himself, so he didn't say anything. "Now that you've made up your mind, let's do it yourself. Everything is as good as it gets. ”

Feeling Zhang Bao's caring heart, Zhao Fei nodded movingly, "Don't worry, shopkeeper, I know it." ”

"Then I don't need to help you." Zhang Bao was still not very relieved, and asked Zhao Fei again.

"No!" Zhao Fei shook his head, and then said to Zhang Bao: "Since I promised Supervisor Zhang to be alone, then I will be alone." Shopkeeper, I'll go down and prepare first! ”

"Hmm." Zhang Bao nodded in agreement.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Bao, Zhao Fei returned to his cabin. Opening the pocket that Zhang Guang gave him, Zhao Fei looked inside. There was nothing superfluous in the bag, some fine wheat, and lumps of stuff. Zhao Fei reached in, took out one of the pieces, and looked at it carefully.

"This is koji." Looking at the things in front of him, Zhao Fei muttered to himself. Putting the koji aside, he grabbed another handful of wheat and examined it carefully. There was nothing wrong with the discovery. But also, Zhang Guang is delicate, but it is impossible to do such a villain's behavior, Zhao Fei can still believe Zhang Guang's character.

"Since you think I can't finish it, I'll show you what you have to say when the time comes." After making up his mind, Zhao Fei began to get busy. First of all, what Zhao Fei needs to do is to find a wine jar to facilitate his winemaking. Everything has to be done and there must begin.

"Wine jar? Wine jars? Where to find the jar? That's right......" Zhao Fei had a flash of inspiration, thought of a good jar, hurriedly ran out, and then returned to the house with a jar in his arms after a while. And the jar in his arms is the jar that he and Zhang Bao drank wildly one day, and the jar that has been aged for ten years.

After choosing the jar, Zhao Fei lifted his pocket and walked towards the kitchen. When I came to the kitchen door, I leaned in and saw that it was empty. It was a time of injustice, so the kitchen was empty, and there was no one in it. "That's great!" Seeing that there was no one in the kitchen, Zhao Fei patted his chest, and walked in boldly with confidence. So cautious, for fear of someone disturbing him.

Carrying his pocket to the stove and putting the pocket aside, Zhao Fei began to get busy. First I picked up some firewood, then I carried water into the pot, and found a steamer and put it on the pot. Finally, he washed his bag of grain clean. Everything was ready, Zhao Fei wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he was quite happy in his heart. Carefully put the washed grain on the steamer, cover the lid, and Zhao Fei lit the firewood. The flames became more and more vigorous, reflecting Zhao Fei's pale little face red, looking at the more and more vigorous flames in the stove, Zhao Fei's mood became more and more happy.

"What is this, I can do it without anyone to help me." Zhao Fei muttered proudly. At this time, Zhao Fei was already fantasizing about appearing in front of Zhang Guang with his home-brewed wine, and what Zhang Guang's expression was. Thinking of this, Zhao Fei couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, Zhang Guang was staring at Zhao Fei not far behind Zhao Fei with a smile on his face. Seeing Zhao Fei's meticulous work, Zhang Guang couldn't help but nod secretly. Although this kid is a little proud, it is a beautiful jade. After looking at it for a while, Zhang Guang felt bored, so he turned around and left.

Zhao Fei didn't know Zhang Guang's evaluation of himself, and he was still fantasizing about the situation after Zhang Guang lost to himself. After a while, a dead white mist had begun to emerge from the steamer, and a trace of sweetness of grain also floated out along the gap in the steamer. Zhao Fei sucked and sucked greedily, feeling refreshed for a while.

"It should be almost." Asked if the food was fragrant, Zhao Fei nodded secretly and said. Carefully removed the steamer, opened the lid, and a hydrated white mist rushed up to him. When the white mist dissipated, looking at the crystal clear rice grains, Zhao Fei couldn't help but feel reeling in his mouth, and couldn't help but swallow the saliva wildly. I kept telling myself in my heart that I should be calm and calm, which I kept for winemaking. Undecided, Zhao Fei cautiously took the steamer to the courtyard, put the steamer in the courtyard, Zhao Fei ran back to the kitchen and took out a few pieces of koji.

Slowly breaking the koji, he followed the action he saw in the brewery, mixing the broken koji with the steamed grain. Zhao Fei acted very carefully and very carefully. "That should be about the same." After many times of stirring, Zhao Fei thought that he had stirred very evenly. Then he turned back to the house, took out the bag that had been used to hold the grain, and carefully put the grain into the mixed koji. After sealing the pockets and packing everything up, Zhao Fei carried the bags back to his cabin.