[Net King] The best in this life

?Chapter 80

In May and June, it was the rainy season. For many days in a row, the rain kept pattering down, and even the water in the pond with koi in the courtyard rose a lot.

Du Shengli was sitting in the corridor, holding the history of the world from the Tezuka bookshelf in his hand, and looked at it, but his heart was not calm, he was distracted after reading a few pages, and instead stared at the small pond in the distance in a daze .That day, Tezuka said, it’s okay, and she comforted herself after listening to it, but when she returned to the classroom, seeing everyone looking at her with weird expressions, her mood sank just like that, and then continued for more than a week. Yu, as if he really couldn't see the sun, kept frowning.

The old man stared at his back for countless times, raised his sword eyebrows, and coughed, seeing that the man hadn't responded yet, he coughed heavily again, "If you can't see it, don't look at it, come and accompany the old man with me." Play chess."

Only then did Du Shengli move, closed the book, stretched out her hand to catch the rainwater, and did not take it back until the rainwater wet her entire palm. She took a glass beside her and drank it, which contained lemon juice made by herself. It tasted a little bitter, but it was still good, and then said two words unhurriedly: "Don't!" She is not in the mood to play chess at all.

The old man bought this lemon specially, because he saw her buying lemons and making lemon juice a few times, so he bought her a few more. Now this girl is less and less afraid of him, and she always sings against him, but he just Like it tightly.

He also stood up, walked to the corridor, looked at the rain, "I'm afraid it will continue to rain for several days!"

Du Shengli nodded her head and said yes.

Seeing that she was not very interested, he called out: "Girl! Let's go!"

"Huh? Where are you going?"

Du Shengli followed the old man to the kitchen, and saw him take out two glass bottles from the cupboard. They were so big, it reminded her of the big glass bottles used to make bayberry wine in her hometown in Hangzhou.

"Girl, wash these two bottles clean!"

Du Shengli didn't know what he was going to do, but she nodded, put the book in the living room outside, and then ran in to slowly brush up the glass bottle.

Seeing the old man take out a big bag of green plums from the refrigerator, she was stunned, "Grandpa, this is..." Is it the rhythm of brewing green plum wine?

The old man smiled: "Make plum wine!"

Sure enough, her eyes lit up, she became interested, and her hands moved much faster. She knew how to make bayberry wine, but she didn't know how to make the famous green plum wine in Japan.

She washed the two glass bottles three or four times, and they were translucent and extraordinarily clean. She turned them upside down to dry.Then she walked to the old man's side and watched him wash the green plums, each green plum exuded a tempting fragrance, but the mellow and special sour taste made her...saliva overflowing, a little looking forward to plums to quench thirst... artistic conception up!

"Do you want to try one!"

"En!" She nodded and chose a plum at random. Each plum was big and plump, then took a bite, and immediately... tears were about to come out...

"Hahaha, how does this green plum taste?"

With tears in her eyes, "It's so... sour..." She stuck out her tongue, which was more sour than her lemons.

She stuck out her tongue, looked at the plum she took a bite out of in her hand, and asked, "Is it really okay to use such green plums to make wine?"

The old man washed all the green plums, "The green plums are used to make plum wine. Do you know where these green plums are grown?"

"where?"

"This is the Nanko plum produced in Wakayama. Grandpa will introduce it to you. There are two main varieties of plums in our country, one is Nanko plum and the other is Gucheng plum. This is Nanko plum produced in the southern part of Kishu, Wakayama. Gao Mei!" He took a plum, "Nan Gao Mei has large grains, thin skin, and thick flesh. It is the most advanced variety for pickled plums."

"Oh~" Nangao plums are indeed huge, and they are still green in color, so they taste astringent and sour, but they smell fresh, "Is Wakayama the place where plums are grown?"

The old man took the washed plums to the restaurant and put them on the table to dry.

"Girl, you haven't been to Wakayama, have you? This season of the year is the time for every family to make plum wine. Let Aguang take you to Wakayama to enjoy plum wine in the future, and let you see what plum wine is called!"

"..." Mentioning Tezuka, Du Shengli silenced, lowered her head and played with the green plum on the table.

It was cold for more than an hour, but it was dry, so she stood aside and started to study seriously.

In fact, homemade plum wine is not difficult, just wash it, air dry it, then put the plums in a bottle, put high-quality rock sugar, then put the wine at 35~40 degrees, and seal the bottle. After three months The plum wine is ready.

She also imitated the old man to put the plums in one by one, and then laughed: "This reminds me of the allusion of 'green plums cooking wine on heroes'!"

"Is it the story in China's "Three Kingdoms" that Liu Bei 'learned garden and Xu Tian, ​​thinking it was a trick to hide', and Cao Cao invited Liu Bei to discuss the heroes of the world with green plum wine?"

"Enn, that's it. I didn't expect that there would be green plum wine at that time!"

The old man sighed, "Yes!"

But when it was time to put the wine, Du Shengli realized that the wine was not placed casually, it was a lot of knowledge.According to the old man, depending on the base wine, the taste of the plum wine made is also different. For example, the plum wine based on taro, rice, and barley shochu will have a strong taste of shochu, while the plum wine based on wine and Japanese sake , it does not have much sweetness, on the contrary, brandy-based ones will have a sweet taste, and the tastes are different due to different raw materials.

"What kind of wine do you want in yours?"

The can of the old man uses rice wine as the base wine, which not only has the taste of shochu but also the fragrance of plums, which suits his heart!

"Do you want to add this?"

Du Shengli was hesitating, she felt that she still liked sweet plum wine, but she didn't know if there was any at home...

"Brandy?"

She took it happily and looked up and down. It was really brandy. She poured the brandy according to the proportion and sealed it. Then the first bottle of plum wine in her life was completed, and she had to wait for three months.She touched the bottle and looked at the plums soaked in the wine, she was overjoyed and looked forward to it.

The old man stared blankly at the side, and then smiled slightly moist from the corners of his eyes, "Your grandma used to make plum wine with the same expression, I wish it would be three months later, hey~" He touched the bottle, time flies, thinking Thinking of her leaving till now, it has been so many years, and even now, he is the only one left to brew this wine...

This is the first time Du Shengli heard the story of Grandma Tezuka, and she slowly put a smile on her face. She knew that Grandma Tezuka passed away when she was very young... She looked sideways at the old man, On that majestic face, she saw a touch of tenderness and a smile...

"Your grandma, she likes to drink plum wine the most, and she also likes to eat plums the most. She can eat even sour plums. The plum wine she brews... is the most fragrant and sweet..."

Du Shengli stood aside, touching the sealed bottle, her eyes were sour. On the one hand, it was because the old man used your grandma, and he really regarded her as his own, and on the other hand, it was the story between him and Grandma Tezuka. She wanted to cry.

Grandpa Tezuka is a person who puts his love deepest and is the least able to express it, but such a person, once the one he loves leaves, he is the saddest. He makes plum wine every year, but he misses him alone every year Saying, the most hurtful feeling, I am still there, but you are no longer!

When she called Tezuka at night, she said this, but Tezuka fell silent.

"Tezuka, have you met your grandma?"

For a long time, two words came from over there: no.

"is it?"

"I only heard that my grandma passed away shortly after my father was born. I think my father probably didn't know..."

"En!" She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, Grandma Tezuka's story, I am afraid that in this world...only Grandpa Tezuka knows, and also...thinking and reading alone...

A...story that belongs only to Grandpa Tezuka...

In the dark night, the house was very quiet, only the sound of the pattering rain coming in without stopping.

In the room, a figure was kneeling before a low table with two cups in front of him.

Lost the majestic voice, unexpectedly aged a lot.

He poured another glass of wine in front of him, and touched the plum wine made today.

"It's the rainy season again. This year I still use rice wine as the base material. The alcohol content is higher, so the taste of shochu should be stronger... You always hate me for using strong wine to make plums. I know you don't like it... ...If you don't like this year's...you...come to my dream again...tell me..."

The author has something to say: I won't say it, I cried! ?