The little husband of the sick prince's family

"Moo~" The old scalper flicked his tail, lowered his head and pushed his head against Uncle Huang who was standing directly in front of him.

Uncle Huang, who was forced to step forward in small steps, comforted the coquettish it with a tacit understanding, and said to Zou Yun with a smile: "Brother Yun, my old buddy is hungry, so I will go back first."

Zou Yun originally wanted to invite Uncle Huang to have dinner at home, but seeing Uncle Huang's anxious face, he was afraid that the old scalper would starve to death, so he gave up.

In the yard, Qi Lin has already moved out the pottery jars containing wine brewed in summer, and he is carefully wiping the dust on them because of his cleanliness.

Brother Ning squatted down expectantly, he bit his finger, his dark eyes were full of curiosity, he saw all the process of adding sugar to Brother Yun just three days after brewing.

At that time, Brother Yun's big luck startled him, and he sprinkled all the big bag of sugar bought in the town at once, without blinking his eyes.

Ning Ge'er rested his cheeks with both hands, and there was a touch of pink in the little ball of flesh squeezed out of his face. He looked straight at the seal of the pottery jar with fluttering long eyelashes, thinking that the wine must be very sweet , like honey water, super delicious.

Seeing Zou Yun walking out of the kitchen with a piece of gauze in his hand, Brother Ning moved to the side, leaving a space for him in the middle.

It has been half a month since the last observation of the state of the wine. In order to ensure that the wine can be stored for a long time, Zou Yun did not adopt the old method of adding egg liquid to clarify the wine, but directly sealed it after adding sugar, so he is not sure about the first time. Whether the wine produced can be successful.

The idea of ​​brewing wine was also a whim. At that time, the grapes in the vines in the yard were big and red. People passing by would not say that they grew well, but they tasted sour when they picked them.

Typical useless! ! !

It just happened that the first condition for making wine is that the grape skins are red and sour. These two hard conditions are all taken up by the family, and it is a pity that more than ten catties of grapes are rotten in the yard. Zou Yun called Ning Geer and Qi Lin together, The three of them picked off all the grapes on the vine at once, washed the dust on the surface with flour, and then started to work.

The older the wine, the stronger the taste. This time, Zou Yun is simply testing the waters. If he succeeds, he plans to provide a small batch of wine to the diners in the dry pot restaurant. If the response is good, he will open it in the town. home wine shop.

The earthenware pot was opened and the fruity aroma rushed to his face. Ning Geer stared at the purple-red liquid filtered through the gauze, his eyes widened. Brother is too powerful, this wine must be delicious!

His greedy look made Zou Yun laugh, Zou Yun poured out a small bowl dotingly, handed it to Ning Ge'er, raised his chin, motioned Ning Ge'er to taste it.

The wine in the bowl was crystal clear, and Ning Geer took a big sip, the sourness and a touch of bitterness hit his taste buds in an instant, he stuck out his tongue impatiently, and said in disbelief: "Brother Yun, this wine With so much sugar added, why is it not sweet, but the taste is sour and bitter?”

He thought in a daze, this taste is exactly the same as the wine that grandma drank during the Chinese New Year. Why does Uncle Huang keep drinking gourds every day?

Brother Yun touched him and said, "Let it sit for a while, and the taste will become softer, but it's normal for children not used to drinking it. I'll make grape juice for you next time."

The single drink here is beyond Zou Yun's imagination, and even the simplest and easy-to-make fruit juice is rare.

Even in summer and autumn, when fruit is abundant, few people are willing to squeeze and sell fruit. One is that the weather is hot and there is no ice, so the fruit juice will quickly deteriorate. The other is that there is no juicer here. The scrap rate is very high, it is better to pull it directly to the market to buy more and earn more, and keep it for a long time.

Brother Ning's eyes lit up, and now he is convinced by Zou Yun's ability to cook all kinds of delicious food, and he can't wait for the time when the vines will be full of fruits in a blink of an eye.

Zou Yun turned around and scooped up a few spoons for Qi Lin, unlike Brother Ning who swallowed the dates whole, Qi Lin took a sip and tasted it carefully. The taste of this wine is different from the rice wine sold in the wine shop. soft.

This wine is really good! ! !

The smile on Zou Yun’s face was almost overflowing with satisfaction, Uncle Huang would definitely like this wine, he filled the gourd with small spoonfuls of wine and said: “Brother Ning, take this wine to Uncle Huang’s house .”

Uncle Huang couldn't do without wine for every meal. Without wine gourd on his body, he would definitely be unable to eat.

……

"Brother Ning, run slowly, and be careful not to fall."

Just like what Zou Yun said, after feeding the old man, Uncle Huang subconsciously wanted to untie the wine gourd on his waist for a drink, but his palm was empty. Then he remembered that the wine gourd was taken by Brother Yun and said that he would give it to him. Decorate with some exotic things to drink.

It's fine if you can't afford wine, and the wine gourd is not on your body. Uncle Huang completely stopped thinking about cooking, and sat on the threshold, stretching his neck, looking forward to the return of the wine gourd.

When Brother Ning came, he stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, and went out immediately.

"Uncle Huang, Brother Yun...Let me return the wine gourd." Brother Ning panted.

"Come in and drink some water, let's go." In the winter, beads of sweat can still flow down his face, which shows how fierce this kid is running.

"Thank you, Uncle Huang, but I won't drink anymore, I have to go back and help." Brother Ning said happily.

Uncle Huang glanced at him strangely. Is this kid stupid to work so happily?He weighed the heavy wine gourd in his hand, opened the lid and took a sip, exhaled freely, good wine! ! !

"Okay~ let's go back quickly." After dismissing Brother Ning, Uncle Huang brought out a small plate of peanuts in the kitchen with brisk steps, good wine and good meat, and peanuts are fine without meat.

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"Yo~ old man Huang, shut yourself up in the house during the day and steal something to eat?"

The village doctor slowly walked into the house with his hands behind his back. The old yellow man was not in the cowshed today to drive away flies for his old scalper, and he designated some good wine to hide.

Uncle Huang saw another drunkard coming, he hurriedly stood up and drove him outside: "I didn't eat anything, what are you doing here?"

As soon as the village doctor smelled the alcohol on him, he raised his eyebrows and pointed at the peanuts on the table, "Why do you serve peanuts without drinking?"

"Come on, you old man, you have a really good nose, I'll only pour you a small cup, not too much." Uncle Huang said distressedly.

"Forget it, I..." The village doctor was about to refuse, but when he saw that the purple-red liquid poured out of the wine gourd was not cloudy at all, he swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach.

He couldn't wait to take a sip: "Old man Huang, you are not kind, you hide good wine without making a sound, where did you get this good wine?"

"Brother Yun sent it." Uncle Huang snorted coldly.

"Brother Yun? Alright." The villager said with a smile, "How about peanuts for drinking? I'll go get some meat."

Uncle Huang: "..."

It sounds nice, but in fact you just want to drink my wine! ! !