After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

When rice wine is first brewed, it is fermented rice. At this time, there is less alcohol and the main purpose is to eat fermented fermented rice with mainly sweetness and very little wine flavor. The ways to eat it include fermented fermented meatballs, brown sugar fermented fermented eggs, fermented fermented red beans, etc.

If you want to drink more wine, you have to make a second round.

The second batch is based on fermented rice wine and will be ready in a day or two.

At this time, the wine taste becomes richer, and the sweetness decreases accordingly. The middle of the rice grains becomes hollow, turning wood into firewood, and the taste is very bad, so I mainly drink rice wine.

"Soak the glutinous rice for two hours, and just smash it with your thumb and index finger until it breaks into pieces, like this." Shui Qing took out the soaked rice grains from the wooden basin and demonstrated.

"Then drain the water and steam it in a steamer bucket. Be sure to steam it thoroughly! You control the time and heat yourself."

"Let it cool and mix the distiller's yeast powder evenly. We also make the distiller's yeast ourselves, but it's out of season now. I'll teach you when we can make it next year."

"Finally wrap it in clean cotton cloth and close the lid."

Shui Qing spoke carefully, and several apprentices listened even more seriously.

They know better than anyone how difficult it is to make money.

When you finally get the opportunity to make money, of course you must seize it.

Shui Qing gave a general explanation first, and after the rice was steamed, she took out four basins and asked Hu Mu, Yan Qiu, Xing Hui, and Fan Jiang to cook separately.

Van River and Van Lake are too small to participate in the production for the time being.

The remaining four people see if they are suitable for making rice wine.

Making fermented rice wine is the same as pickling kimchi. Some people just make it casually and it tastes delicious. Some people are careful in every step and want to be precise down to the gram. The result will either have black spots or black hair or be sour and bitter. It can't be eaten anyway.

Let alone sell it.

The water used is water from springs.

The weather is cold now. Even if you wrap the wooden pot with a thick quilt, it will take at least three days. The results will come out after three days. In her free time, Mother Hu will make hot and sour shredded radish, dried radish, etc. from the radish sent by the woman in the village. Soak radish in water and store.

The radish and cherry seeds were not wasted, they were all pickled.

Save it for eating in the winter when there is no food available.

You can also take it out in the morning and drink it with porridge.

There were also leafy vegetables that were too late to eat. I was worried that they would spoil if I kept them for a long time, so I packed them up and made them into prunes.

Shui Qing swallowed while watching.

This is a home-made authentic, additive-free, all-natural prune vegetable. When you take it out and steam it with the pork belly in the winter, it will be moist and delicious and go well with rice!

It has to be said that the quality of life of lazy people and hardworking people is completely different.

I recall that when the original owner and Fan's mother lived together, they drank endless amounts of vegetable paste, wild vegetables, and dried vegetables in winter - the dried vegetables were dried by the original owner and his two daughters in the summer.

On the other hand, when she was a girl at home, she could eat porridge with three or two small pickles and pickles for breakfast, and her life was extremely comfortable.

It was not easy for the original owner either. He had lived a miserable and miserable life with Fan's mother for so many years.

Not only the original owner, but also the girls of this dynasty had a hard time. No matter how easy it was for her mother's family, if it was not good to marry into her husband's family, she would be stuck in it for the rest of her life...

At least, China can leave and start over...

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On the third day, it was time to reveal the answer.

A large family crowded together in the main room of the thatched house, waiting with their hearts high.

Even Hu Wenhua temporarily put down the adobe work and stepped forward to wait with bated breath.

The first one to open was the wooden basin made by Fan Jiang.

Not surprisingly, a layer of black hair appeared on it.

"That's not right. I washed my hands carefully and washed them several times with the soap that my mother bought. Even the nails under my fingernails were clean before mixing them with the koji!" Fan Jiang murmured in confusion.

In the first trial, each person only made one kilogram of rice, so the loss was not big.

Except for Shui Qing and Fan Jin, everyone else was still heartbroken.

Fan Jiang summed up his experience and said: "Should I not use my hands? I should use chopsticks to mix!"

When they heard that they should use chopsticks to mix, the other three people immediately became excited.

They also mix it by hand!

The second one opened was made by Xinghui.

As soon as the cotton cloth was lifted, there were no black hairs or spots, and the people surrounding it breathed a sigh of relief.

Shuiqing scooped a few spoonfuls into the bowls in front of everyone for everyone to taste.

"sour?"

"It's really a bit sour."

It's okay to eat at home, but you definitely won't be able to sell it.

Xinghui stepped aside reluctantly.

After two failures in a row, Mother Hu frowned and thought seriously.

"It's okay, it's okay. Few people succeed the first time. Just try more." Shui Qing reassured.

What Hu's mother was thinking about was how much rice was being wasted because it was so expensive.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the third Hu Mu's shot came out, it was successful!

"Mom makes something different! It's sweet and tastes like wine!" Hu Wenhua took a sip and was the first to shout happily.

"It's so delicious! It tastes better than rice wine." Several people said in surprise.

Shuiqing also thinks that fermented rice wine tastes better than rice wine, but most of the people who buy rice wine are men, and they prefer rice wine with a strong alcohol taste.

With Mother Hu's support, the hearts of a large group of people were a little calmer.

The last one opened was made by Yan Qiu.

As soon as the lid is opened, you will be greeted by the sweet smell of fermented wine.

"It's strange. The rice needs to be soaked for the same time, steamed for the same time, the koji is the same, and the cooking method is the same. How come the one made by the elder sister even smells good!" Fan Jiang frowned and couldn't figure it out.

Shuiqing: .... From a scientific point of view, the flora on everyone's hands is different. Some people are suitable for it and some are not.

From a metaphysical point of view, there is no reason to explain. Some people are born to eat this bowl of rice!

Facts have proved that Yan Qiu was chased by God to feed him when he was making wine.

The wine is clear, the smell is sweet and rich, the initial taste is slightly sweet and the aftertaste is like wine... in short, it is so delicious.

"Great, eldest sister, we can make rice wine and sell it in Fucheng!" Fan He was so excited that he grabbed his sister's hand and planned: "Sister, you make it at home, and my father and I will drive the ox cart to sell it in Fucheng!

Part of the money earned will be used to buy rice and continue to work, and part of the money will be used to buy rabbits, sheep, and piglets to raise. When they grow up, the meat and fur can be sold, and the money earned can be continued."

Shui Qing: .....You are leaving the matryoshka doll here.

The chicken lays the egg and the egg lays the chicken to no end.

In the end, Yan Qiu and Hu Mu continued to add spring water for secondary fermentation.

Fan Jiang had no choice but to throw it away - he was afraid of giving it to the chickens, because if it was eaten bad, the gain would outweigh the gain.

Made by Xinghui, half is added with flour to make fermented steamed buns and pancakes, and half is mixed with rice milk to make steamed cakes.

Holding the soft and fluffy rice cake, Hu’s mother couldn’t bear to eat it and couldn’t help but sigh: “This is as soft as cotton. I never thought that such a small amount of rice pulp could make such a big cake.”

Hu Wenhua groaned and took a big bite. He just swallowed it and said hurriedly: "Xinghui's cooking is so delicious, wouldn't it be even better if Yan Qiu's cooking!"

Thinking that Aniang did better than Xinghui did, I felt better.

What Hu's mother was thinking was: Such delicious and cost-effective rice cakes could be made and sold.