Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

"Hurry up, old woman, come and help get the chicken out."

Yan Bugui excitedly led the whole family to get busy.

When Sun Qingshan finished his dinner, Jia Dongxu also entered the central courtyard carrying a plucked rooster.

"Hey, Jia Dongxu, your family has decided to eat this chicken that fell into the toilet!"

"Are you sure you washed it clean?"

"Have you checked inside the chicken's mouth? Is there anything..."

Sun Qingshan was halfway through his speech when he made a disgusted expression.

This made Jia Dongxu, who originally thought that the chicken had been cleaned thoroughly by the Yan family, begin to doubt.

"Dongxu, how about I wash it again?"

Qin Huairu said at this time.

"Wash it once."

Jia Dongxu nodded, and Qin Huairu took the chicken and was about to wash it when Sha Zhu jumped out.

"Sister Qin, I have some freshly boiled hot water at home. I'll bring it to you."

After saying that, Sha Zhu ran back to get hot water.

Sun Qingshan looked at Sha Zhu with disdain. He thought that instead of liking a good-looking girl, he had to like Qin Huairu.

I don’t understand, has Cao thieves become popular in this era?

After a while, Sha Zhu came with hot water.

"Thank you, Pillar."

Qin Huairu said with a smile on her face.

"You're welcome."

Sha Zhu looked at Qin Huairu with a slightly red face, thinking: Ah! Sister Qin thanked me.

Sun Qingshan didn't say anything while Qin Huairu was washing.

It was not until the Jia family started cooking chicken that Sun Qingshan began to chat with people in the yard.

"Aunt Wu, do you think the Jia family's chicken was cleaned just now?"

"I always feel like they didn't wash it clean. I think there's still some spots on the comb."

Sun Qingshan said loudly in the yard.

In the room, Qin Huairu was about to pour the chopped chicken into the pot, but was stopped by Jia Dongxu.

"Throw away the chicken head."

Jia Dongxu said.

"Okay, Dongxu."

Qin Huairu nodded. Jia Zhang on the side looked at the discarded chicken head with heartache. She loved to chew it.

Just as I was about to pour the chicken nuggets into the pot, Sun Qingshan's voice came again.

"Aunt Wu, do you think the chicken swallowed the yellow stuff when it fell into the toilet?"

"I personally think he swallowed a lot, and there might still be some left in the chicken neck."

Sun Qingshan said loudly.

At this time, Aunt Wu had already hidden far away. She was afraid that Jia Zhang would come out to attack her. Jia Zhang didn't dare to cause trouble for Sun Qingshan, but she dared to cause trouble for herself!

"Dongxu."

Qin Huairu turned and looked at Jia Dongxu.

"Throw away all the chicken necks, too."

Jia Dongxu thought that it was a good thing that he bought a chicken. If it was a duck, a goose or something like that, he would be heartbroken today.

"it is good."

Qin Huairu nodded, picked out the chicken neck, and quickly poured the chicken pieces in.

She was afraid that Sun Qingshan would say something disgusting.

Fortunately, Sun Qingshan didn't say anything more, but Jia Dongxu and others were so depressed after eating the chicken.

While eating, everyone kept thinking of what Sun Qingshan had just said, which made everyone lose their appetite. In the entire Jia family, only Bang Geng, the heartless guy, enjoyed his meal.

Sun Qingshan, who was staying at home, looked in the direction of the Jia family and smiled.

Then I washed up and took a rest.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day and Sun Qingshan got up early.

Today Sun Qingshan plans to go to the tavern to brew some sweet potato cake.

After breakfast, Sun Qingshan prepared to go out. Just as he walked into the yard, he saw Jia Dongxu coming out with toiletries.

When Jia Dongxu saw Sun Qingshan, his face was full of resentment.

"Was Jia Dongxu's chicken delicious yesterday?"

Sun Qingshan asked curiously.

"Humph!"

Jia Dongxu didn't answer but just snorted coldly. Seeing this, Sun Qingshan walked away with a smile.

"Damn you Sun Qingshan, just go crazy."

"Where are you going to get food when the tavern closes?"

Jia Dongxu cursed at Sun Qingshan's back.

Sun Qingshan arrived at the tavern soon. After opening the door, while no one was there, Sun Qingshan took out two hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes from his spiritual spring space.

All these sweet potatoes are used to make sweet potato cake.

Following the previous method of brewing sorghum wine, Sun Qingshan began to brew sweet potato wine.

Because of his previous experience, Sun Qingshan's speed this time was much faster than yesterday.

At noon, two hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes were cooked, and spiritual spring water and wine yeast were added and sealed for fermentation.

At the same time, Sun Qingshan stared at the jar. He wanted to know how long it would take to ferment the sweet potatoes after using the spiritual spring water.

More than half an hour passed and the aroma of wine began to emanate from the jar.

Sun Qingshan immediately started the follow-up steps.

After working for more than two hours, I finally made 160 kilograms of sweet potato cake.

"Two hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes produce one hundred and sixty kilograms of sweet potato cake."

“This yield is acceptable.”

"It turns out that plants irrigated with spiritual spring water are different."

(Dear readers, let me explain here that the wine yield here is high because the sweet potatoes grown in the Lingquan space are so the wine yield is high)

Sun Qingshan thought that after getting sorghum seeds, he would plant them in the Lingquan space, and the wine yield would surely be greatly improved.

"This sweet potato cake has a low cost, so the price can be set a little lower."

"50 cents a pound."

Sun Qingshan thought that although a pound of sweet potatoes is only three cents now, the quality of his sweet potato cake is still good enough.

(Dear readers, I have checked the data. In the 1960s, sweet potato vermicelli was only 5 cents per pound. The price of sweet potatoes should be around 1 to 2 cents. Now that there are natural disasters, it’s okay to be a little more expensive.)

After filling the wine, Sun Qingshan took out a small pot from the tavern.

This was the small pot that Mr. Wu and Sun Qingshan used to heat up their meals.

Peel two potatoes the size of an adult's fist, and then scoop them up to eat.

When Sun Qingshan was getting ready to eat, Old Man Wang, who had come to buy wine last time, came to the end of the alley with two friends pulling their carts.

"Old Cai, Old Wang, let me tell you something. Even though this tavern doesn't look that good, the wine brewed by the guy inside is absolutely amazing."

Old man Wang has been thinking about Sun Qingshan ever since he drank his wine last time.

So after finishing the work at hand today, I took advantage of the lunch break and made an appointment with two good friends to have dinner here.

"Old Wang, is this true?"

"We have a deal. If it doesn't taste good, you'll pay for today's drinks. If it tastes good, we'll treat you to a meal."

The two men saw the unremarkable tavern in the distance and became deeply skeptical. Could there really be good wine in such a tavern?

"Just kidding, just wait and pay."

Old Man Wang looked at his friend's disbelief, so he quickened his pace and led the two of them into the alley.

When they were four or five hundred meters away from the tavern, the three of them smelled the aroma of wine.

“This wine smells so good!”

Lao Cai and Lao Wang looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

Old Man Wang and his two companions parked the cart and walked into the tavern.

"Comrade, here I come again."

When Old Man Wang entered the room, he smelled that the aroma of wine today was different from that of yesterday.

"It's you. We have sweet potato wine in the store. Would you like to come and have some? It's only 50 cents a pound if you have a wine ticket, and 55 cents if you don't have one."

When Sun Qingshan saw that it was the old man from yesterday, he put down his chopsticks and started selling.

"Give me five cents."

When Old Man Wang smelled the wine, he knew it was special, so he asked for five cents directly.

Because there was no wine ticket, Old Man Wang directly gave Sun Qingshan 55 cents.

Sun Qingshan gave the man five cents and handed him the wine glass.

Old man Wang took it and took a sip. "Good wine, good wine. Comrade, is this really sweet potato stew?"

Old man Wang felt that this was completely different from what he had drunk before, and it was the first time he thought sweet potato stew was so delicious.

"Of course."

Sun Qingshan said with a smile.

"What a great craft, young comrade!"

Old man Wang gave Sun Qingshan a thumbs up.

Then he carefully protected the wine glass in his hand and sat down at the table in the tavern.

"We'll take five cents, too."

Old Cai and Old Wang said hurriedly that they were very greedy just now when they saw Old Man Wang drinking.