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?After washing the fruit, rinse the jars and leave them all to dry.

Then Yang Tao removed the stalks of the persimmons, squeezed the flesh out of the peel, and put the skin and flesh into the altar. Spread a layer of sugar on each layer of persimmons, and stopped when it was about three quarters full. After filling it in, put a lid on the mouth of the altar, and wrap it tightly with cloth strips several times to ensure airtightness.

Anya looked on and asked, "Is this all right?"

Yang Tao patted his head: "I don't know, let's have a look."

For this persimmon wine, Yang Tao completely copied Yang's mother's wine making method, and he didn't know what to do.

Yang Tao made a total of more than a dozen jars of persimmon wine, some with more sugar, some with less sugar, and put labels on the outside of the jars, which tastes the best when you see it.

The other two kinds of fruits were prepared in the same way.Yang Tao also paired them in pairs and made a few jars of mixed fruit wine, looking forward to its final taste.

In the end, dozens of wine jars were piled up in a cool place in the house, and it was a real sense of accomplishment to look at them.

However, in fact, Yang Tao had stopped cooking a long time ago, and in the end it was almost entirely up to Anya to work alone, so Yang Tao just talked about it.

It's really not that he wants to be lazy, but that he is a little tired now, his eyes are full of gold stars, his limbs are weak, and his physical fitness is worse than that of an old man.Anya saw it, and thoughtfully proposed to let him rest.

Yang Tao felt very embarrassed, but Anya said that if Yang Tao wanted to thank him, he could give him some candy.

Yang Tao knew that sugar is also an expensive item in Luo Ran Continent, and it is difficult to buy in the market.I think so, only rich people will make some desserts, how can ordinary civilians need such things.

However, whether it is sugar, salt, or other seasonings, there are many in his storage bracelet.I have no way of knowing the mentality of the person who stuffed the seasoning into the bracelet at the beginning, probably a foodie?It is convenient for Yang Tao at the moment.

This request was a piece of cake for Yang Tao. He gave Anya a big bag of sugar, but he still felt that he had taken advantage of it.

Anya was very satisfied, she put the sugar bag carefully into her clothes, put on the hood of the cloak to cover her face as usual, and Shi Shi ran away.

Yang Tao was the only one left who stared at the four walls in a daze for a while, then took out the architectural books he had specially brought and flipped through them, holding the "ear" in his hand, hoping to hear Ansair's voice again Came over there.

When the familiar voice really sounded, he was a little stunned.

This time, Ansair also only said a few words.It's not that I don't want to say more, but that I can't.

Ansair told Yang Tao that every time he uses this messenger speaker, he will consume a spar.Well, it's nothing, anyway, his wife is a fool, no matter how much she can afford.However, the "ear" is such a fool that it can only be used once a day, and it can only be used for a short 2 minutes each time. It cannot be used again before the cooling time is full!

Yang Tao just wanted to scold his father!

What the hell!He counted on these 2 minutes a day!

Fortunately, An Ya came to him every day, and the two of them just had some fun, sometimes playing chess (backgammon, taught by Yang Tao), and sometimes wandering around the town.Thanks to him, Yang Tao didn't feel so lonely in this strange place.

This day, Anya brought a message as soon as she entered the door.

It turned out that the competition between Yang Tao and Hank was learned by two other taverns, and they also wanted to participate, but the strange thing was that Hank agreed and asked Anya to bring a message to Yang Tao.

In a small country town with a bigger fart, how can any major events happen in normal times?As soon as the news that the youngsters from the three major taverns and the kicking tavern competed in drinking skills and invited people from the whole town to participate in the judging, the whole town erupted immediately!The streets and alleys, old and young, men and women, are all talking about this "grand event".

Yang Tao was stunned for a while, thinking that Hank was really troublesome, what did the competition between them have to do with other people?Besides, even if you really want to let other people participate, you have to get his consent, right?What's the matter if you notify me afterwards?

Seeing Yang Tao's uneasy expression, Anya said: "I also think that Hank did something wrong. I guess he agreed to this matter because he was eager to prove that his wine was the best in town. Everyone knew privately that the other two wines were not as good as his, but they didn't say it publicly, so he wanted to take advantage of this competition to once and for all, completely confirm the title of No. [-] in Granville .”

Yang Tao rolled his eyes, and said bluntly: "What about the number one, it's nothing more than the short one and the tall one!"

Anya sneered and laughed: "Yes, yes, you are right. Anyway, the matter has come to this point, if you hit one, it's still a hit, and if you hit three, it's still a hit, and it's good to solve it at once." He paused, and then said, "If you don't want to accept it, I'll accompany you to find Hank and make it clear."

"Don't, don't, forget it, let it be." Yang Tao shook his head again and again.

After finishing their business, the two of them went to have a look at the jars of wine. They knew that they couldn't see anything, but they still couldn't help but take a look every day.

Counting the time, fifteen days have passed since Yang Tao brewed the first pot of wine.

In the past, the home-brewed wine was unsealed in about half a month, and the difference may be a few days before and after, which should be related to the temperature.

Yang Tao is a rookie, he can't make a judgment, so he can only open a pot and try it when he sees that it is almost ready.

They called Anya and opened a pot together. Yang Tao tasted it and clicked his tongue. It's so sweet, this one has too much sugar added!

The persimmon itself is sweet enough, so there is probably no need to add so much sugar, and there is no alcohol taste, probably because the fermentation time is not enough.

But some people think otherwise.

"Well, it's delicious!"

"Don't you think it's too sweet to lose your teeth?"

"I think it's just right."

Depend on!Sweet guy!

"Hey, drink less, although the alcohol content is low, it has a lot of stamina."

Seeing Anya drink one cup after another, like drinking water, she drank most of the pot in an instant, a drop of cold sweat dripped from Yang Tao's forehead, and said in disbelief.

"It's okay, hehe, look at me, I can still draw a bow!" An Ya said, taking out the bow and arrow unsteadily, and aiming at the empty sky, she looked even brighter because of the drunkenness A smug look rose on his face: "Yang, look, can I shoot right?"

"..."

Dude, are you okay?

Yang Tao walked over and grabbed his cup, and supported his body that was about to collapse.Anya was like a child, twisting and giggling when Yang Tao supported him.

Is this drunk man an elf known for his elegance?Hey, Anya, your avatar is completely ruined, okay?

Yang Tao helplessly supported him with his own small body, and half dragged and half hugged him into the room to lie down.Wiping the sweat off his head, Yang Tao glanced at Anya who was still asleep and the bed that he occupied most of the country, angrily pushed the drunk elf inside, and lay down on the bed himself. ?