"Yes, these grapes are really big and delicious! Aunt Zhuhua, you can try it! I still have something to do, so I'll go back first. Song Xi ignored the retention of the village chief's family, and directly carried the empty basket and turned to leave.

When Song Xi came back and saw the courtyard door open, he knew that Zhou Yi was back.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw a lot of pampas in the yard, and Zhou Yi was sitting under the eaves and weaving mats with pampas grass.

The straw mat can be spread on the bed slat, which also makes the bed relatively soft.

In the Song family's village before, many elderly people would use pampas straw to weave mats.

But in Ping'an Village, Song Xi really didn't see where there was pampas grass, and he didn't know where Zhou Yi harvested it.

Song Xi put down the small basket, went to the stove house to get the grapes that had been placed there before, went to the well to clean it, and brought it to Zhou Yi, "Brother Yi, I have already picked the grapes at home, give them away, make wine, and leave a bunch for your brother, we only have this left, you can taste it too!"

"Ahh When Zhou Yi heard this, he opened his mouth directly towards Song Xi.

Song Xi had no choice but to take a grape and put it in his mouth.

Whoever let his hands make the mat seriously, she forgave him for his bad habit of 'opening his mouth when he eats'.

It wasn't always like this.

"Don't spit out the grape seeds, spit in one place, I'll keep them useful." Song Xi reminded.

I don't know what variety of grape tastes really good.

Song Xi planned to cultivate it in two ways, the most primitive method was to sprout from grape seeds, and the other was to use cuttings from branches.

She only has one vine at the moment, and even if she cuts all the vines, she can't grow many vines.

The grapes are sweet and sour, full of fragrance, Zhou Yi spit the grape seeds in his hand, and then put them on the ground next to him, looking at Song Xi incredulously, "Daughter-in-law, do you still make wine?" ”

"Making wine is as simple as removing diseased, shriveled and moldy fruits, green and rotten fruits, then squeezing the grapes by hand, removing the stems, adding sugar and canning, and waiting for fermentation."

"It's just that after fermentation, it's a bit complicated, so you have to press the peel down often, and when the time is almost up, you have to filter and separate the wine."

"After the second fermentation, there is a lot of aging, but if you take care of every step, you can definitely make a great wine."

What Song Xi didn't say was that she also added some spiritual spring water to it, so even if it was just well water, the taste was different, let alone wine.

"I'm not marrying a daughter-in-law, I'm a fairy!" Zhou Yi couldn't help but sigh.

He just listened, and felt that his brain was like a mess of paste, but the little daughter-in-law actually said that it was very simple, and this was indeed the brain of a scholar.

"Shh Song Xi made a silent gesture, it seems that he can't say such things these days, otherwise he will be labeled as feudal superstition.

Zhou Yi leaned over, kissed Song Xi's hand standing in front of his lips, and nodded with a smile.

Song Xijiao patted his arm angrily, and then the two of them ate a whole bunch of grapes separately, and also ate hundreds of grape seeds.

When Song Xi was picking up the grape seeds piled together one by one, she suddenly saw a piece of grass that was pressed under by Zhou Yi, and she quickly took out the grass.

The more Song Xi looked at it, the more he felt that this thing was very familiar, and then quickly got up and went back to the room.

After closing the door, I quickly took out the books I had just read in the supermarket, and compared them to find out that this was wild rice.

Of course, this is not wild rice, and wild rice is not rice at all, but a kind of grass seed, and the scientific name is wild rice.

In ancient times, it was called carved hu.

Yes, that's right, it's Li Bai's "Kneel into the carved hu rice, the moonlight plain plate." "It's Lu You's" one pillow of apple wind drunk in the afternoon, and two liters of wild rice in the morning. ”

This kind of wild rice can be boiled into porridge and eaten, but it is particularly troublesome, and it needs to be soaked for a day before cooking.

In modern times, this wild rice comes in two colors, the black one is cultivated artificially and the gray-brown one grows naturally in the wild.

Song Xi has wild rice in the supermarket, both of them, she has always been troublesome, and she has never touched this wild rice.

But in this difficult era, as long as it is something that can be eaten, it is a good thing.

Song Xi put the book back in the book section of the supermarket, hurriedly turned around and came out, holding the grass, and said to Zhou Yi, "Brother Yi, can you please help me harvest all the seeds of this grass?" No, just leave ten trees untouched. ”

"Okay, but what trouble do you say between husband and wife? Just squeak if something happens. ”

Whatever his daughter-in-law wants, he will bring back to her.

What's more, for him, cutting some weed seeds is a complete trifle, and his daughter-in-law will definitely have her use.

"Thank you." Song Xi was very happy and sincerely thanked him.

Seeing Zhou Yi raising his cheeks at her, Song Xi scolded in his heart, but still leaned over and gave him the cheek kiss he wanted.

What's more, this is her husband, her only relative at the moment.

When you should kiss, when you don't kiss, then when to kiss?

In the evening of the next day, Zhou Yi picked up the herbs that Song Xi wanted.

Two baskets of rice were filled with weed.

As soon as Zhou Yi entered the door, he shouted as if he was invited, "Daughter-in-law, I picked up the things you wanted, and there are some more, I will pick them for you tomorrow." ”

"Thanks, thanks." Song Xi greeted him and used a clean handkerchief with a slight fragrance to help Zhou Yi wipe the sweat on his forehead and cheeks.

Zhou Yi stood there, quietly enjoying the care of his daughter-in-law.

After that, Song Xi took a big dustpan to dry things, took out the herbs in the basket and spread it on the dustpan.

She plans to dry the grass for two days and then remove the seeds from it.

The seeds of this wild rice are similar to those of wheat, they have no husk, and some of them are only outer skins.

If there is a shell like rice, there is no way to remove the shell without machine processing.

Wild rice, on the other hand, is as simple as rubbing off the skin, washing, drying and canning it.

After spreading the grass all over the dustpan, Zhou Yi moved the dustpan under the eaves and could not put it outside at night, otherwise it would be covered with dew at night, and the drying speed would be slowed down at that time.

Zhou Yi picked a total of six baskets of wild grass for Song Xi, and then under Song Xi's guidance, the two of them took all the wild grass seeds off the grass together.

Song Xi left ten catties, and the rest were all rubbed off, washed, and dried, and after weighing, there were 190 catties.

The yield of this wild wild rice is extremely low, and I don't know how much area Zhou Yi has cut to cut so much.

However, Song Xi has spiritual spring water, and anything in her hands can double the output.

The reason why Song Xi left ten catties of wild grass seeds was mainly to find a place to plant them, so that the wild rice could continue to multiply.

Otherwise, you will really have to import from abroad in the future.

(End of chapter)