Ying Qingci returned home with the pestle, looked down at the raspberries in the jar, cleaned the pestle, reached into the jar, and mashed the raspberries into puree.
There is still a lot of raspberry juice on the mountain. The original raspberries mashed into puree are much higher than the original position.
She sealed the jar and placed it in a cool corner until tomorrow or two days before stirring.
Thinking that these were wild raspberries on the mountain, Ying Qingci thought about making wine and selling it, so he also cultivated a few raspberries in the space and wanted to try to make some raspberry wine infused with the essence of life.
The raspberry wine she is using now, she only infused it with a little bit of raw energy before picking it. The effect should not be as good as the original one in the space.
However, she was not worried. After all, raspberry wine was something Daling had never had before.
After doing all this, Ying Qingci just turned around and saw Geng Hanchu staggering out. She frowned, "Why did you come out?"
"I was idle in the house, a little bored, and wanted to come out for some fresh air."
"Your injuries haven't healed yet. If the wounds are affected, your recovery time will be delayed again."
After hearing her words, Geng Hanchu slowly walked over and sat at the small table in the yard. "It doesn't matter."
His eyes fell on Ying Qingci's hand. Before he put down the pestle, he looked up at her, "What are you doing?"
"Winemaking."
Ying Qingci put the pestle in his hand into the basin and cleaned it.
"Do you know how to make wine?" Geng Hanchu raised his eyebrows. Ying Qingci's words were beyond his expectation. The process of making wine is in the hands of specialized people. Even if there are people among the people who can make wine, there are not many of them. .
Now Ying Qingci's words gave him quite a shock.
"A little bit."
"What kind of wine are you brewing? I wonder if I would be honored to taste it?"
Geng Hanchu's eyes fell on Ying Qingci, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"Of course." Ying Qingci nodded, "I brew fruit wine, but if this wine is brewed, it will take more than twenty days or even a month."
"wine?"
He had drunk peach blossom wine, daughter's red wine, and yellow rice wine, but he had never drunk the fruit wine she mentioned. He was a little curious about what the fruit wine tasted like.
This was the first time Ying Qingci saw such an expression on Geng Hanchu's face since she met him. It was also her first impression that he seemed to be no different from a normal person.
It's not that he was scolded, but when she first met him, Ying Qingci's first impression of him was that this person was not easy to mess with. The second point was that he was a very indifferent person.
The smile on his face now made his face soften a lot.
While the two were talking, Ying Shuangsong also came back from outside.
After seeing Geng Hanchu's figure, he was stunned for a moment, "Yu...Yuzhi, why did you come out?"
His injuries haven't healed yet, so why did he run out?
"Uncle, I felt the room was too stuffy, so I came out for a walk."
"Well, you have to take good care of yourself and don't catch a cold again."
Meeting Geng Hanchu's gaze, Ying Shuangsong felt completely oppressed. His aura was so powerful that he was frightened for no reason.
"Dad, please hurry up and clean up. We will go to town soon.
"good.""
He simply packed up and prepared to go to town with Ying Qingci.
"You've rested enough. Go back to your room and rest in a while. If your wound is torn, just call me eldest brother or second brother."
"good."
Geng Hanchu nodded.
This was Ying Qingci's second time in the town after entering Nanning Mansion. The town was still lively as usual, and the roadside was filled with the cries of vendors.
They walked directly towards the location of the Rejuvenation Hall.
As soon as he walked to the door of Huichun Hall, Wang Li saw them and looked at them with a smile on his face: "Miss Ying, Master Ying, you are here."
This was the first time Ying Shuangsong heard someone call him master, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.
"Brother Wang Li, is the shopkeeper here?"
"Yes, the shopkeeper and boss are both here."
backyard
Zhang Kun looked at Sun Qiaosheng, who was sitting on the main seat, and said, "Master, I have sent people to look for the old lady's birthday gift."
"Okay." Sun Qiaosheng picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.
"Master, there seems to be movement over there again."
"It's okay, let her go and make trouble."
Speaking of this, Sun Qiaosheng's eyes flashed with annoyance, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his eyebrows.
At this moment, Wang Li walked in from outside and said, "Shopkeeper, Miss Ying is here."
"My boss?" Zhang Kun's eyes fell on Sun Qiaosheng.
"I didn't thank Miss Ying properly for what happened last time."
"Yep."
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"Miss Ying, long time no see."
"Shopkeeper."
Seeing Sun Qiaosheng's figure, Ying Qingci was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile on her face: "Brother Sun."
"Qing Ci, long time no see."
"Shopkeeper, when we came this time, we brought yams from home. I wonder if Huichun Hall will accept them?"
"Take it, of course I will."
Naturally, the more medicinal materials, the better.
Ying Qingci glanced at him with a smile. Although Huichun Hall was collecting yams, she also knew that Huichun Hall would most likely not be able to eat so many yams. Therefore, the remaining yams on the mountain could not be dug anymore. .
You can store some and keep them for eating.
Or sell it to a restaurant.
When the shopkeeper came back, there was a bitter look on his face. He did not expect that the Ying family would have so many yams. "Miss Ying, did you grow these yams?"
This is just his guess. I have never seen cultivated yams, but I have never seen so many wild ones appear at the same time.
"No, they come from the mountains behind our village. We still have some at home, but we plan to sell them to restaurants. Yams are also a delicacy in cooking."
"Secondly, I know that processing yams is also a troublesome thing. There are so many yams that cannot be completely processed at one time."
Hearing this, Zhang Kun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and regretted that he had exaggerated. He originally thought that the Ying family only had a hundred catties of yams, but he didn't expect that there would be so many.
Fortunately, Ying Qingci said this now.
"I haven't thanked you properly for what happened last time." Sun Qiaosheng said warmly, and then took out a bag of silver from one side and said, "Here."
"What's this?"
Ying Qingci frowned.
"This is the consultation fee that the mother and son gave you last time."
"No need, last time it was just a little effort. What's more, the doctors and medicinal materials used were also from your Huichun Hall. I just said a few words."
"Qing Ci, you are so humble. Without you, that boy would really not be able to be saved. Therefore, you deserve this money."
"Well, I won't be polite."
Since Sun Qiaosheng said this, Ying Qingci was not polite and directly reached out to take it.
