As for the dried soybean straw...
Song Sancheng raised his voice: "Tantan, there are quite a lot of bean poles here. Why don't you ask Old Man Li if he eats his cows?"
If he wanted to eat it, I would bring him two baskets in two days. However, the food tasted hard and he had to find a way to break it up at home before feeding it to the cows.
Now there is only one cow in the whole village, and it is very old. Song Tan responded directly:
"No need to ask. When the time comes, the beans will be knocked down and the rest will be left to him."
The nutritional content of this stuff is quite high, so feeding cattle through the winter is no problem at all. Besides, that’s it, how much fertilizer can be prepared? Some can be used as fertilizer.
Just give it all to old scalpers.
After all, the temperature here starts to drop in November, and the temperature slowly starts to rise until March of next year. In the middle of winter, there are no grass leaves to eat.
…
When the soybeans were almost processed, the seventh cousin estimated the time and called Qiao Qiao again:
"We'll start brewing again later, will you still broadcast live?"
Qiaoqiao looked at him warily: "Can the brewing be finished today?"
"able."
My seventh cousin can still guarantee this.
Qiaoqiao finally felt relieved, and then started the live broadcast again without saying a word——
【What did I see? The anchor has been on a tear these past two days! 】
[That is to say, I am too diligent, which makes me a little uncomfortable. 】
[Can brewing be finished today? I can't stand it if this is divided into more segments. 】
[Come on, come on, such a high live broadcast frequency! 】
…
At this time, Qiaoqiao was already standing in front of yesterday's vat with a serious expression:
"Okay, our sorghum has been soaked—"
He looked at the time: "It has been soaking for 20 hours. The seventh cousin said that the weather is hot, so you don't need to soak for so long. Now let's open the lid-"
It took some effort to fully open the sealed lid, and a stream of wet moisture hit my face. The seventh cousin reached in and fished out a handful of sorghum. When he saw the sorghum was cooked and blooming, he asked Qiao Qiao to pinch it with his fingers:
"Do you feel it? It's broken as soon as you pinch it. Now it's time to soak it. If it doesn't work, you have to continue soaking it."
"In winter, the temperature is low and it gets cold quickly. You have to soak it for 24 hours - come on, boil the water!"
Qiao Qiao quickly put her cell phone aside and entered the Wangzai state again. At this moment, she put the huge steamer on the stove, took out the soaked sorghum, and put it all in.
"Wait until the water reaches the atmosphere..."
The seventh cousin suddenly got stuck.
After a while, he added: "It was difficult for us to buy a watch before. We all relied on estimates. Before, I told you the water temperature by guessing it with a thermometer... This time, when I say it, you can Whenever you look at the time, just write it down."
Qiaoqiao nodded, and the live broadcast room became lively again:
【understood. Experience from a master]
[I was just wondering why the master was so strict last time, and even took a thermometer to check from time to time...]
[Technology affects the use of experience! 】
[The matter of brewing wine is really a matter of a hair's breadth, a thousand miles of error. 】
[In ancient times, there were no such things, and people could still make very good wine. 】
[I dare not deny that the wine is good, but the alcohol content is definitely not high. After all, distillation is still a big problem...]
The barrage chat was in full swing.
At this time, Qiaoqiao had been staring at the watch for a while, until the seventh cousin thought: "Okay."
He then looked at the time, and then announced with a serious face: "Children, are you watching the time? You need to steam for 30 minutes after going to the atmosphere."
"That's right," the seventh cousin added, "We can steam a lot this time and the pot is big, so it only takes half an hour. If you just have fun at home and cook a little, I guess 15 minutes will be enough - come on , take down the sorghum, blow the water in the steamer with a fan to cool it down, and then measure it when I say it’s almost done..."
This process was extremely cumbersome, but Qiaoqiao learned it very carefully and didn't feel impatient at all.
When the seventh cousin said yes, he looked at the thermometer: "Kids, remember, the water temperature is 85 degrees!"
Then pour the water back into the sorghum, stir evenly, cover the lid again, and seal for 15 minutes.
The next step is to re-steam and let cool...
In the middle, the seventh cousin even said hello: "Qiao Qiao, bring that rice husk over in a basin and wash it clean - there are 370 kilograms of sorghum, so you can get 37 kilograms of rice husk."
Then, mix the distiller’s yeast, mix the distiller’s yeast again, collect and saccharify, and cover with rice husk...
When the two of them finished the work dripping with sweat, the seventh cousin sighed with determination:
"Okay, wait for most of a day, until you smell the sweet smell and grow white hair-like fungi, you can take it out and put it into the cellar."
At this time, the barrages in the live broadcast room were much less visible to the naked eye.
Zhang Yanping took the opportunity to take a look and was startled, thinking that Qiao Qiao didn't retain any fans this time?
But when I look at the number of viewers again - that's wrong, why is it increasing instead of decreasing?
After a long while, a barrage finally came through:
[Are all anchors finished? (⊙o⊙)Wow, I actually fell asleep! 】
[Ah, I slept so well! 】
[Hey, it’s over when you wake up? 】
[If it weren’t for the loud friction at the end, I wouldn’t have woken up...]
[This is so good for sleeping. I want to save this and play it back when I have insomnia. 】
Zhang Yanping:......
Just... how should I put it, the process may be different from what I imagined, but the result seems to be very different.
After closing the live broadcast room, he came over curiously:
"Seventh cousin, can we drink this tomorrow?"
"What a nice thing to think about." The seventh cousin said with a smile: "The aroma will be released tomorrow, and then the lees will be mixed well. Looking back, you can see whether you should put it in barrels or just dig a cellar and ferment it for twenty or thirty days."
Song Tan also walked over, curiously looking at the pile of rice husks and sorghum in front of him, and then without hesitation:
"We have made wine using local methods, so of course we have to dig a cellar - haven't we bought the pottery jar? We will wash it and clean it tomorrow and bury it directly in the ditch in the back garden to use as a cellar."
"Okay." The seventh cousin took a look at the pile of lees: "We'll see what happens tomorrow. If it's sweet and fragrant, it means the wine is ready. If it smells like alcohol, it's too much and probably won't taste good. You don’t have to worry about cleaning up the cellar.”
Song Tan glanced at him and thought that if you always say this, don't act so confident, and don't deal with more than 300 kilograms of sorghum in such a calm manner... This is a terrible thing to say. The reliability is still higher.
I'm really not sure. All the sorghum is here this year, and they are the only ones drinking at home. Can the seventh cousin be willing to cook it all in one go?
At this time, the seventh cousin was in the yard with his hands behind his back. Despite the scorching sun, he still couldn't hold back the expectation and joy in his heart. He quickly asked: "Qiao Qiao, do you want to eat some tender corn? If so, let's go there." Bring back a basketful."
