Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

After washing up, Sun Qingshan went to bed.

Silent all night.

The next morning, the courtyard became lively.

Although the people in the courtyard were unwilling to help the Jia family, they still got up early and lent their dining tables to the Jia family for the banquet.

At this moment, Sha Zhu also got up and started to prepare dishes for the banquet.

Sun Qingshan had also woken up by now and started washing up to go to work in the tavern.

"Qingshan, how much money are you going to give to the Jia family later?"

At this time, Xu Damao walked over with his hands in his sleeves.

"Send me a hammer."

Sun Qingshan said.

"If you don't send me off, the Jia family will probably spit you to death if you come to the banquet."

Xu Damao looked at Sun Qingshan with admiration.

"I'm not planning on eating at the Jia family's banquet."

"Do you think that Jia Zhang, with her personality, would be willing to spend any money to host a banquet?"

"Most likely he asked Shazhu to get the vegetables. Shazhu could only get some cabbage at best. I don't want to spend money to buy cabbage to eat."

After Sun Qingshan finished speaking, he closed the door of his house, turned around and went to the tavern.

Xu Damao looked at Sun Qingshan's back and said slowly, "Qingshan is right. Instead of sending the money to the Jia family, it's better to buy some good food."

So Xu Damao also ran away.

As time went by, relatives from the Jia family and the Qin family came.

Their arrival also means that the banquet is about to begin.

The residents in the yard were now sitting happily at the dining table, waiting for their food to be served.

"Remember, eat more later."

"If we don't have this meal today, my family won't be able to cook."

Yan Bugui turned around and spoke to his children.

"understood."

Yan Jiecheng and others nodded. In fact, even without Yan Bugui’s advice, they would eat more later.

In order to get the gift money, Yan Bugui's family didn't have dinner yesterday.

"It's time to serve."

Yan Bugui's family's eyes flashed and they got their chopsticks ready.

But the next scene disappointed them greatly.

The Jia family's banquet consisted of nothing but green vegetables.

There is no oil or water at all.

Yan Bugui couldn't help feeling a little distressed when he thought of the three-cent gift money he had given.

Even if my family finishes eating all the vegetables on the table, we can’t eat them back.

"Dad, I'm afraid I can't last a day just eating this!"

Yan Jiecheng and others spoke in crying voices.

If I don’t eat something else at night, I’m afraid I’ll starve to death.

"It's dinner time tonight."

Yan Bugui said slowly.

The relatives of the Qin and Jia families felt so disappointed when they saw the huge table full of vegetables.

Originally they wanted to come to the city to have a good meal, but this is what happened?

"Dear relatives and friends, I am really sorry that I didn't buy any meat."

"Please forgive me, my dear relatives and friends, as I drink a glass of wine as a punishment."

Jia Dongxu didn't want to drink the wine at first, but the looks from his relatives made him feel a little embarrassed.

So for the sake of face, I had to stand up.

After drinking, he started pouring wine for his relatives.

"Dongxu is a good kid."

"I understand that meat is hard to buy right now."

"It just so happens that I haven't drunk for a long time."

..........

The relatives of the Qin and Jia families calmly accepted Jia Dongxu's wine, and the people in the yard waved their hands to refuse.

They didn't dare to drink it, because who knows what Sun Qingshan added to the wine.

Seeing this, Jia Dongxu didn't say anything. If you don't want to drink, there are plenty of people who do.

"Tsk!"

"How should I describe this wine? It's a bit weird!"

"The wine in the wine should be different from the one we have in the countryside."

"It feels a bit weird, and it smells a bit fishy."

........

Everyone always feels that the taste is weird after drinking it.

When the people in the yard saw this scene, they were all glad that they didn't drink.

At the same time, I also lamented that Jia Dongxu was really a bad person. He gave all the problematic wine to his relatives to drink.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the people drinking and wondered if Sun Qingshan had added urine to the drink.

Thinking that today was a festive day, Yi Zhonghai did not speak.

The seven kilograms of wine that were bought were quickly drunk up by Jia Dongxu's relatives and friends.

When it was bustling in the courtyard.

Sun Qingshan was sitting alone in the tavern, in a daze.

"Xiao Sun, I'm back."

Old Master Wu came back with a smile, and behind him was a cart driver with a sack on the cart.

The cart driver helped carry the sacks in and then left in a hurry.

"Grandpa, how much sorghum did you buy?"

Sun Qingshan had worked in the tavern for so long that he knew that Mr. Wu would only choose to use sorghum to make wine.

Sun Qingshan looked at the sack and thought to himself: This sack must weigh at least a hundred pounds.

Now the price of a pound of coarse grains has risen to 1.2 cents.

It will cost around twelve bucks here at least.

"No more, no less, exactly one hundred kilograms, which can be used to make twenty kilograms of sorghum wine."

"We only use ten kilograms to brew wine each time. I think you should be able to learn it."

Mr. Wu said with a smile.

(Dear readers, I searched and found different opinions on how much sorghum was needed to produce one pound of liquor in the 1960s. The amount I used is smaller, five pounds of sorghum to produce one pound of liquor)

Sun Qingshan suddenly remembered that the tavern had no business recently. Could it be that Mr. Wu bought the sorghum with his own money?

"Old man, there is not much money in the account. Did you buy the sorghum with your own money?"

Sun Qingshan asked.

"None of that matters."

"Xiao Sun, I only have one wish, I hope this tavern can continue to operate."

Mr. Wu looked at the tavern, his eyes filled with memories.

"Ok."

Sun Qingshan nodded.

"Xiao Sun, wait a moment. I'll prepare something and teach you how to make wine."

Mr. Wu took off his coat, put it aside and began to prepare the things for making wine.

Sun Qingshan took advantage of the fact that Mr. Wu had no time to pay attention to him and quickly took out twelve yuan from the Lingquan space.

Mr. Wu taught him how to brew wine for free, which was already a great bargain for him. Sun Qingshan couldn't let Mr. Wu pay for the sorghum.

Sun Qingshan secretly put the money into Mr. Wu's coat pocket.

"Master, what do you want to prepare? I'll help you."

After putting the money in, Sun Qingshan immediately came to Mr. Wu, ready to help.

The two of them were busy cleaning the winemaking tools currently needed.

"Xiao Sun, let's do this first, then that..."

Grandpa Wu and Sun Qingshan soaked and cooked ten kilograms of sorghum, added cold water, and put it into a sealed barrel.

"Xiao Sun, you must add cold water to this rice when it is hot, so that the sorghum rice will not clump together. When adding the koji, the temperature must not be too high."

"Otherwise the yeast will become inactive."

After Mr. Wu finished his work, he began to summarize for Sun Qingshan.

Sun Qingshan took a notebook and took notes seriously.