A happy farmhouse in another world

Chapter 27

Watching his father walk out, Chen Qingwen began to put the sorghum in the bag into the wooden barrel for fetching water and soak it in the water from the space, explaining to Chu Dong while doing it.

"My father's house used to be a wine seller in the town, but after the family's downfall, they moved to the countryside, but in order not to lose the craft, I have followed my father to learn how to make wine since I was a child."

Now it's finally used, and it's just time to show off your skills in front of Dong Ge.

"Qingwen, let's open a wine shop when we expand our business in the future. It can just help you revive the family business, and your father will be happy too."

Seeing that Chu Dong didn't mean to be joking at all, Chen Qingwen was a little moved in his heart.But it's unfair to revive his own family business, because he will be Chu Dong's husband in the future, and he will be laughed at by others if he opens a wine shop for the Chen family.

"No, I will be your husband in the future and I will be gossiped about helping my father like this."

He couldn't understand the meaning of Chen Qingwen's answer, so Chu Dong paused for a while to figure it out, and then continued to explain.

"When we get married in the future, what's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine, right? If you insist on sharing it with me like this, I will be very embarrassed."

Seeing that Chu Dong began to stir the water-soaked red sorghum back and forth in the wooden barrel in frustration, he didn't speak again.

"Brother Dong! Thank you!"

Chen Qingwen's words were slightly nasal, Chu Dong hurriedly turned around after hearing this, and was relieved when he saw that the other party was not crying.To be honest, he still doesn't quite accept that the elder brother here is like a woman who twitters and cries all day long, but fortunately his husband is not like that.

Put the soaked and cleaned red sorghum into the largest pot on the stove, and Chu Dong kept adding firewood to the side.

"The sorghum must be steamed before the pot can be covered."

Chu Dong and Chen Qingwen raised their heads when they heard Grandma Chen's words, their faces full of surprise.

"What are you doing? I was just thinking about making dinner. What do you two look like? Qingwen, how many times have I told you not to cover the pot first, why don't I remember?"

Grandma Chen hurriedly ran to the cauldron and quickly lifted the lid.

During this period, Chen Qingwen didn't dare to look up at Grandma Chen. This winery also has its own rules, and this production method cannot be shown in front of others.Even if it was his fiancé, he was really afraid that his father would beat him, so he was too scared to move there.

"This will affect the degree of fermentation and taste of the wine, which must be taken care of."

Seeing how frightened Chen Qingwen was, Grandma Chen instantly remembered that when she was a child, she did not dare to tell people with her surname a little about drinking.Although the taste of the wine is the same, the taste and aroma are still different, which is related to the family's practice.Everyone dare not spread the word.

"It turns out that Grandma is so powerful."

Chu Dong looked at Grandma Chen with admiration, making Grandma Chen walk out of the house in embarrassment.Thinking of what he heard the conversation between the two of them outside the firewood room just now, to be honest, he never thought that Chu Dong could do this, and he could do whatever he wanted for his husband.And he was very moved. In his heart, he certainly hoped that his family business would be revitalized, but he still thought that as long as the wine making method was not lost, it would be fine.

"Don't make fun of me. I will be your father from now on. I will entrust the method of brewing wine to you two one by one. Live a good life. Hey, I forgot! Qingwen, steam some white rice later, your father will come back from hunting I'll give you a barbecue."

After Chen Grandma said this, she left without looking back.Chen Qingwen, who stayed where he was, hung onto Chu Dong's body with a "swoosh", and kissed that handsome face.

"Brother Dong, my dad actually agreed to teach you how to make wine! Do you know that my family's method of making wine cannot be told to others."

Only then did Chu Dong understand the meaning of Grandma Chen's words, and looked warmly at the setting sun outside.

"Then why do you still tell me? Are you not afraid of being cleaned up?"

"I don't think so much. Besides, don't you tell me, Brother Dong? What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine. I'm not afraid."

Hearing these words, Chu Dong, who was extremely comfortable, took him into his arms. Since Chen Qingwen was shorter than him, when he lowered his head, he saw the pink lips first, and then the small nose with long eyelashes and thinner eyelids. So much so that he could see the blood vessels in that place clearly.

Chen Qingwen looked at the pair of dark eyes of the other party, like a whirlpool, he would be fascinated by it as soon as he looked at it, his thin lips were slightly bright red at this time, and that was where he went down. . . .Thinking of this, Chen Qingwen realized that he had fallen again.Push Chu Dong away and get busy with business.

"Don't make trouble for now, the sorghum is getting angry, if not, I will be scolded."

Quickly put the lid on the pot again and start steaming. During this period, don’t forget to turn the red sorghum back and forth with a spatula to make the red sorghum evenly heated, and at the same time prevent local excessive moisture from causing uneven moisture.

Chen Qingwen lifted the lid of the pot after the water had been absorbed by the red sorghum, and continuously sprinkled water on it, while Chu Dong kept tossing the red sorghum aside.

"After a while, it can be taken out to dry overnight."

"How long will it take for you young couple to finish? I have finished roasting the meat."

Grandma Chen was yelling in the yard, while Old Man Chen was setting a table and humming a folk song.

"You go to eat first Brother Dong, I'll go find a straw curtain to spread the stuffed sorghum outside to dry."

Chen Qingwen filled the sorghum outside, but Chu Dong hurriedly stopped it.

"Just leave the hard work to me. I'll see if you get tired."

Chu Dong looked at Chen Qingwen, whose face was covered with sweat, and felt very distressed, but he had learned almost the same in the process.In the future, try to do it yourself so as not to tire him.

"Both of you go eat, I'll do it, I haven't used this skill for a long time, I'm afraid it will be born. You see, I brought all the koji. I'll put the koji in to dry overnight. Tomorrow Put it in a jar to ferment."

Grandma Chen held a piece of meat in her hand and gnawed boldly, while still looking at the couple with a smile.

"Go, I'm full! Xiaodong just happened to be drinking with your uncle. He's too lonely himself, haha."

In this way, Chu Dong and the others were kicked out.

"Why does your father still have liquor?"

"My father was afraid that his skills in making distiller's koji would decline, so he often made some by himself and put them aside. Occasionally, he would make some wine for my father."

After understanding the reason of the matter, Chu Dong wanted to open a wine shop even more.Not to mention another kind of emotion such as love for inheritance is indelible.

"What are you two dawdling about? Come and eat quickly. Your father roasted some game in the yard for fear of disturbing you. I really owe you two blessings. It's been a long time since I ate like this."

Old man Chen smiled and pulled Chu Dong to sit next to him. Just now when he was preparing the barbecue, he heard his husband say what he accidentally heard, and he appreciated Chu Dong's approach.It is rare for a man to do this for the one he loves. No matter whether he succeeds or not, he will never complain about them in the future.

"Brother Chu, eat meat!"

Chen An picked up a large piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in Chu Dong's bowl. He accidentally caught a glimpse of his brother's face full of resentment. After thinking about it, he picked up another piece of meat and put it in Chen Qingwen's bowl.

"Brother eat!"

"An'er is so sweet."

Chen Qingwen immediately smiled and touched Chen An's little head.Chu Dong witnessed all this from the side, and always felt that his husband was a little unpredictable.

In fact, in the eyes of old man Chen, this problem is easier to understand. Although this Qingwen looks like he doesn't care about everything since he was a child, in fact, who can do this?It might be a pleasure for him to see Chen An being courteous to his husband today.Smiling without any explanation.

"By the way, uncle, do you have any potatoes here?"

"Yes, but it tastes good. People only eat it when they are hungry. But it is convenient for storage. Every family will make a space next to their vegetable field to grow."

"Oh, what if I wait until the autumn harvest to buy?"

"What do you want them for? There are quite a few in our field, if you want them, dig them all up."

"I want to grind potato flour."

"Can these potatoes still be ground? Brother Dong?"

Chen Qingwen couldn't help saying this, but he admitted that he was ignorant again.

"Grind flour and make potato vermicelli. I understand this method, but I'm also afraid that I won't be able to get it out. Then I'd better not buy it in bulk, and it will be hard to explain if I lose money."

Old man Chen nodded in agreement.

"Success! You can figure it out. I'll ask your grandma to help you. Besides, don't you still have your husband?"

Seeing old man Chen laughing and joking, Chen Qingwen didn't pay much attention to it. He was Dong Ge's husband, so there's nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, Dong Ge didn't seem to like brothers who were crying and pretending to be shy, so he was bored with sorghum just now. He didn't cry all the time, he didn't want to be rejected.wrong!He is not a brother, he is a man!kindness!

"Brother Dong, just give me any good ideas you have."

Chu Dong looked at the ambitious Chen Qingwen and fluttered his hair with a smile.

"Here, brother Chu, here are the potatoes."

Just for a while, at the stall where they were chatting, Chen An went to the firewood room to find two potatoes, and ran away in a hurry when Grandma Chen didn't scold him.

"An'er, where did you get it? So fast."

"You must have gone to the firewood room. You didn't get scolded."

Chen Qingwen smiled and added fuel to the side. Seeing that his brother was starting to make things difficult for him again, Chen An decided to overturn the boat named brother.

"Brother Chu, you eat!"

She stared at Chu Dong with bright eyes, but ignored Chen Qingwen, and Chen Qingwen remained silent.

Seeing that the two brothers were about to open fire, Chu Dong and old man Chen hurriedly rounded up the situation.

"Uncle, this thing is delicious even after it's baked."

"Really? I've only eaten boiled ones before, and they taste like nothing."

"Let me try it and give you a new way of eating."

The two brothers who were still competing with each other immediately retracted their stabs when they heard the word "delicious", and looked at Chu Dong expectantly all the time.

Chu Dong finally understood that the common pursuit of the two brothers is food.

The author has something to say: Yoo~Happy Dragon Boat Festival!Did you guys go for an outing in the morning?It was tiring to go to Potato Chips and Jiyou, but it was also quite lively.