"Well, Senior Sister Zhao, in fact, this wine-making process is not fun. Xu Yang explained with some scratching his head.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Xu, are you afraid that I won't be able to learn your brewing techniques?" Zhao Qianru wrinkled her nose and said coquettishly.

"How is this possible? Okay, Senior Sister Zhao, if you really want to see it, then come with me, and then you don't have to be bored. Xu Yang compromised with a wry smile.

Turning grain into wine is truly a miraculous change.

But this miraculous transformation did not happen overnight.

Due to the lack of distillation equipment needed to make liquor, Xu Yang can now make rice wine, which is common in the south.

Such as Huadiao, Daughter Red, Champion Red, etc., are the representatives of rice wine.

And the turbid wine sold in those wine shops at the foot of the mountain is, strictly speaking, a kind of rice wine.

It is only because the water and koji used are different, and the techniques and techniques of sake brewing are different for each person, so the quality of sake brewed by different people will vary greatly.

But one thing is the same.

It's that if you want to turn food into wine, there has to be a process.

And the process of this transformation is not short.

First of all, you have to steam the grain, then make the steamed grain saccharified, then let the mold in the koji ferment in the saccharified grain, and at the end, the grain can be transformed into a mellow wine.

Of course, the exact length of this transition depends on the temperature at the time of brewing and the fermentation of the koji.

It can be as little as 357 days, and as much as 10 days and half a month.

And the work Xu Yang has to do today is only to steam the steamed glutinous rice and mix it with koji.

What's so fun about this kind of work?

But Zhao Qianru doesn't think so.

In her opinion, the wine made by Xu Yang will definitely not be bad.

If she can personally participate in the process of making this good wine, if someone praises it, she will be honored as a participant, right?

So in the next two days, even if the work of steaming glutinous rice and mixing koji is quite boring, Zhao Qianru, the eldest lady, is still very happy.

In two days, Xu Yang used up all the koji obtained from the previous lottery.

In exchange, it was a twelve-cylinder of wine embryos to be fermented in the side room in the backyard of Canglongmen Kitchen.

Looking at the wine tanks neatly placed in the shady corner, although Zhao Qianru's body was very tired, her sense of accomplishment was bursting.

Because Xu Yang promised that when the wine was brewed, the two jars of wine on the far left would be the hard work she had worked hard for the past two days.

Time flies quickly, and Xie Baoshan, who has gone on a long trip, has also returned.

And Xu Yang, who had been herding sheep for a few days, was also carried to the martial arts training ground by Xie Baoshan again and began his hard life.

This time, Xie Baoshan taught Xu Yang some moves in a targeted manner.

Originally, he also wanted Xu Yang to replace the kitchen knife with other knives, but Xu Yang, who was used to using kitchen knives, felt incompetent whether he replaced it with a long knife, a short knife, a simple knife, a waist knife, or a ghost-headed big knife.

In desperation, Xie Baoshan finally acquiesced to Xu Yang's use of kitchen knives.

And when Xu Yang was wielding a kitchen knife in the martial arts training ground every day in the face of other people's strange eyes, Zhao Qianru, the eldest lady who was popular with the young disciples of Canglongmen, appeared in the backyard of Canglongmen's kitchen all day long.

Without him, this little girl is now thinking about the two jars of wine that Xu Yang gave her.

Entering June, Xie Baoshan, as an elder of Canglongmen, became busy again.

Since the beginning of the month, Xie Baoshan has gone out more often.

And Xu Yang, who was trained like a dead dog by Xie Baoshan every day, became relaxed because of this.

June 3, Matters.

Taking advantage of Xie Baoshan's long journey, Xu Yang processed and refined the twelve jars of rice wine that had completed the entire fermentation process.

Two days later, the twelve vasks of wine embryos finally became the good wine that Zhao Qianru had dreamed of for a while.

Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk!

Smelling the burst of wine wafting out of the wine vat, even Zhao Qianru, who was not addicted to alcohol at all, was extremely intoxicated at this time.

Xu Yang picked up a porcelain bowl, scooped a small half bowl from the wine vat, and poured it into his mouth.

A mellow smell of wine immediately spread in his throat.

It's a new wine, and before it has been aged, it's still a little punchy.

But compared to the turbid wine in the wine shop in Cangshan Town, it is definitely a good wine.

"Senior Brother Xu, how does this wine taste?" Zhao Qianru asked with a look of hope.

At this time, Xu Yang sighed heavily: "Alas, ......"

Zhao Qianru, who was originally full of hope, was shocked when she heard this sigh of unknown meaning, "What's wrong? Senior Brother Xu, doesn't this wine taste good?"

At this time, Xu Yang did not reply.

I saw that he tilted his head, and his eyes looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, but his face showed a little sadness.

Seeing this, Zhao Qianru's heart of anticipation had slowly sunk.

In half a month, it will be her grandfather's 80th birthday, and she originally thought that she would give her the two jars of wine that Xu Yang gave her as a gift to her grandfather for his birthday.

After all, this is also a wine that she personally participated in brewing, and to a certain extent, it can be regarded as of extraordinary significance.

But now, it looks like her plans are going to fall through.

You know, this is a wine that is going to be given to her grandfather as a birthday gift, if the taste of the wine is not good, how can she get it?

But just as Zhao Qianru's mood was constantly slipping in the direction of despair, I heard Xu Yang's kid suddenly speak: "My second uncle and grandfather, the wine made by my Xu is so delicious, how can those so-called brewing masters live?"

Zhao Qianru was stunned at first.

But in the next second, she directly picked up a stick and was about to knock it on the head of Xu Yang, who looked compassionate.

This kid is so hateful, she makes good wine, but she almost despairs to smash the vat.

At this critical juncture, Xu Yang quickly flashed to the side.

While running for his life, he begged for mercy: "Senior Sister Zhao, I brewed such a delicious wine, there is no credit and hard work, how can you bear to do it?"

Xu Yang said pitifully, but Zhao Qianru, who had a black line on her face, did not stop at her feet.

"There's hard work, isn't it? Boy, don't let me catch you, or I'll have to show you what real hard labor is. ”

The noisy sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping in the backyard of the kitchen reached the hall in the front yard, but it made the Canglongmen people who were eating in the hall feel angry.

Fuck, if you want to flirt, can't you go to a place where there are fewer people? Do you have to do it in front of a large public, thinking about the feelings of us singles?