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The weather is fine, and the clouds floating above the blue sky always make people think of cotton candy. It tastes sweet, with a flower in your mouth, sucking the trumpet like a trumpet flower, the sweet feeling brings Slight floral fragrance, as if drinking nectar directly.

The wild chrysanthemums were picked into the baskets, and the tiny flying insects on them would fly randomly because of the disturbance of the children. The laughing children ignored them completely, and sang songs to pick flowers in the field, one flower in each hand, Move both hands together, and you can almost see the phantom with your hands.

Ji Mo was in it, wearing a short jacket, with his forearms exposed, as if for the convenience of activities, he was also picking flowers quickly, picking the nice ones, neat ones, picking small baskets and throwing them on his back one by one Here, the flowers draw arcs, as if they are throwing flowers for themselves to celebrate.

The joyful atmosphere is still contagious, and there is a smile on his face.

The industrious picking time like a little bee in the morning soon came to an end as the sun grew bigger, and the small baskets of all the children were almost half full, and the few chrysanthemums in the baskets were almost It can all overflow.

They were also proud of themselves, they were all boys, and they were busy picking flowers, and none of them felt embarrassed, but it seemed that Ji Mo, who was a little bit resistant to this job at first, was a little embarrassed.

In the small farmyard, some flowering vines climbed on the fence made of bamboo in a wild way. It is the flowering period, and there will be pink and light purple flowers in full bloom. Bees and butterflies will also fly around and decorate.

Ji Mo was carrying a small basket on his back, and before he entered the courtyard, he heard the cry of "Wah-wah" inside, the voice of a child was high-pitched and sharp, and often day and night, causing headaches.

Here we go again, what a little magic star.

Being an older brother is no fun at all.

"Brother is back?"

The eldest sister who brought a basin of water from the kitchen and poured it into the yard saw the elder brother coming back, put down the basin and came over, raised her hand and unloaded his small back basket, looked at the little chrysanthemum inside, nodded with satisfaction, and said: " Adding these is almost done, and it can be done after drying."

"Okay, I will pick them again in the next two days."

Ji Mo happily responded, he was a little excited to finally get in touch with brewing!

[Main task: Brewer. 】

[Current progress: Du Mei (Master) - not completed. 】

In their village, the whole village has something to do with wine making, but it doesn't have much to do with it. Let's put it this way, they are a place under a private fort, and the people here are regarded as vines attached to big trees. It is providing some necessary raw materials for wine making to Fort Wharf.

And the owner of this castle doesn't know how much land he owns, just for wine making, and several nearby villages all make distiller's yeast, different distiller's yeast.

Not to mention far away places, Ji Mo still doesn’t know the specifics. In their village, wild chrysanthemums are used to make distiller’s koji. Children of his age would pick wild chrysanthemums and take them home for adults to make distiller’s koji. , When they get bigger, they will make it.

Before that, Ji Mo also consciously read some, memorized some, knowing it but not knowing why, and his parents didn’t know that much, and thought he was asking too many nags, very similar to those who wanted to get A copy of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" sent their children away to try to keep their ears clean. However, they couldn't find such a book, so they would just simply and rudely drive Ji Mo away, and don't get in the way , or else directly assign him to take care of his younger brother.

The baby who is only a few months old is actually not that fun. Look at the slightly square head, and it doesn’t look fat in vain. It will cry from time to time, and there are some troubles in changing diapers. Ji Mo doesn’t care about it at all. I don't like the work arrangement of taking care of the children. I would rather stay outside the kitchen and stand on my feet to watch the specific actions in the rising steam.

This was quite exciting for his parents. The husband and wife were busy in the relatively private kitchen, and they said something irrelevant. Suddenly, when they looked up, they saw a pair of sons with bright black eyes looking over. No matter how thick-skinned you are, you still have to scold, "Go and play!"

Ji Mo, who had been chased away several times, looked like a pitiful little girl. At that time, only his sister would hold him in her arms to comfort him. The young girl's face was slightly red, and the corner of her mouth was smiling. She was about to marry, and she knew everything she should know. Not so confused anymore.

In fact, I don't want to listen to your corner, but Ji Mo, who just wants to see the production process, is full of grievances, and can only sigh, children, no human rights!

However, it is good to be a child!

Breaking away from the old body, starting from a baby again, gaining new vitality as if having a brand new body, all kinds of things in the last world are still vivid in my mind, however, in terms of mood, except when I think of it, there is an extra layer of melancholy , and there seems to be nothing else.

Turn the page, turn the page, let's look at the present, and look at the future.

The small chrysanthemums were evenly sprinkled on a drying board by hand. The weather is fine these days, and they will be dried in the sun again, and they can be ground into powder for later use.

The thin wooden board was evenly sprinkled with a piece of golden yellow, and the sun shone on it, it seemed to be a little dazzling. Ji Mo didn't approach, his height was not as high as the board, and he couldn't see clearly when he got closer. From this position, it is really nice to be able to see the fruits of that labor.

The small chrysanthemums are dried in the sun, and then crushed into powder with a stone mortar, and then mixed with rice powder soaked overnight, mixed evenly, and then can be made into spherical jiuqu pills, like super small It looks like a small glutinous rice ball, and then wrap a layer of fine rice flour on the outside, keep a certain humidity and send it to the music room for cultivation. During the period, the temperature will be controlled by three stages of change, and it can be dried or baked after a certain period of time. Dried and ready to use.

The music room is not a separate room. Each family makes it by themselves. There is no need to make a room that takes up space and is not easy to control the temperature. A "small room" like an oven is built next to the fire to store Jiuqu pills. Next door is the fire, whether it is hot or cold, it can also be controlled by burning a fire or something.

Even drying can be carried out on the stove, take a small wooden board and put it on the stove, put the jiuqu pills on the board, cook on one side, and dry on the other side.

Kill two birds with one stone with a very breath of life.

What they provide to Baowu is the last dried or sun-dried Jiuqu Wan.

This kind of production method is not complicated and difficult to understand. Ji Mo has already seen the process, but it is still different from looking at it secretly, and looking at it openly. I knew it before, but now I don't care anymore.

Not only did he look at the ones at home, but he also thought about the ones outside, the ones in the next village. He had already inquired about them through the children. Compared with those who use flowers like theirs, the leaves are more laborious.Especially the spicy Polygonum grass that grows on the side of the mountain, if you cut the grass without wrapping a layer of cloth on your hands, it will be like tearing peppers with your bare hands, and you will feel a burning pain. Seeing the beautiful flowers, those who didn't think much about it just started to get started, and they all went home crying in the end.

Among the children, this kind of news spreads the fastest. They are all around the village. Even if they seldom meet each other in daily life, they will always meet in the market in January. I heard a lot.

In comparison, Ji's family doesn't have such a huge network of relationships. Ji's father was separated from the family, and he was given a room back then. Later, Ji's father built up two rooms on the left and right, each to the left and right. I circled a small yard and came out, and it seemed to be a bit more impressive. Later, when I got married, the old house had to intervene again. It was a girl from a neighboring village who was said to be related to the old lady, but Ji's father was unwilling. Married the daughter of a cripple in the village.

Ji's mother is not lame, she is a good person, there is nothing wrong with her, but she lost her mother's upbringing since she was a child, and her father is a bit submissive and unable to support her, forcing a big girl to be extra aggressive, always causing some gossip and gossip .

I don't know why Ji's father is optimistic about the person, and he still cuts off the marriage first and then plays the marriage. This is extremely rebellious in the ancient times when "parents' orders" were emphasized. The old house even talked about breaking off relatives. After persuading him for a long time, Father Ji finally admitted his mistake verbally, and he did not repent in his actions, so he just lived on like this.

Because of this, the two sides have never been harmonious. When Ji's mother gave birth to a child, the old lady who was the mother-in-law didn't even come to look at it. It happened that the first child was a girl. In the ancient times that favored boys over girls, Mother Ji suffered some invisible torture.

If it weren't for the pungent human nature and being able to handle things, it might not be possible to wait for Ji Mo to be born. Ji Mo is eight years behind the eldest sister above. These eight years are enough for Ji's mother to suffer a lot. Fortunately, after Ji Mo , Just like the time comes, within four years, Mother Ji became pregnant again and gave birth to a son, which is enough to make people proud.

In Ji Mo's impression, the extent to which he, the eldest treasure, was favored was only in the few years before the second treasure came out, and after that, Ji's mother's center of gravity shifted, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Fortunately, for him, a meritorious official who wiped away the stigma of "not having a son" in one fell swoop, Ji's mother still values ​​it very much. This value is reflected in always reminding him as the boss how to shoulder the heavy responsibility. How to treat my brother well.

In other respects, the younger brother who can't eat the staple food now obviously doesn't have any special favors to make Ji Mo envious.Ji Mo feels that he is not a real child after all, and he will not compete with children for favor. In the future, he will learn from a teacher, and if there is someone who is the leader in the family, it is not bad for him. It is impossible to be jealous. Brothers and friends should be respectful , let's see.

The psychological shadow of being cheated by his brother has not completely dissipated. Ji Mo feels that he may not invest too much energy on his younger brother. If he does not get along well in the future, he will not get along well. Completing the task is the main thing!