Exile Transformation [Farming]

After dinner, old man Shen kept Mu Jing talking about life and ideals.Of course, this is Shen Yu's understanding.

Mrs. Shen came in with a small basket of red-purple fruits, "Come on, don't just talk, these are the twigs that the girls picked from the mountains, you should try it too."

Shen Yu felt that this fruit looked a bit familiar, and upon closer inspection, it was myrtle!Think about it, myrtle seems to have many aliases, and they are called differently in different places.It is a very useful wild fruit. He can't remember the specific effect, but it seems to be able to promote blood circulation. The woman has a good effect after eating it.

"Mother, is there any fruit left on the mountain?"

"My little girl, they picked it, you go and ask them!" Old lady Shen replied, and asked, "Son, I'm afraid there are not many now, you want to eat some at home."

"No, I heard that it can make wine, which is very suitable for women."

As soon as Mrs. Shen heard what her son had heard, she knew what it meant. She must have heard it there, and said enviously, "It's really nice there, and there are all kinds of good things."

Shen Yu nodded, there is nothing wrong with that, it is indeed very good there, although there are various deficiencies, but the flaws are not hidden, generally speaking, most people live a very satisfied life.

"Mom, do we have sweet wine koji at home?"

"No, my son, what do you want distiller's yeast for?" Then, Mrs. Shen figured out the purpose, "Do you want to make wine?"

brewing!What a great idea!I heard that myrtle winemaking has a relatively high requirement for baijiu, which requires 50% baijiu. Now the baijiu sold in wine shops is generally more than 30% and will not exceed [-]%. Brewing your own wine is also a good choice.

"Mother, where can I buy wine yeast? I'll go and buy some."

"You really know how to make wine?" Mrs. Shen asked worriedly. She heard that the wine is made of real grain.

Seeing his mother's expression, Shen Yu guessed what his mother was thinking, "Mother, have you heard of sorghum wine making?"

"I heard from your father, what's the matter, you plan to use sorghum to make wine? That's not a loss of food." Mrs. Shen made a good plan. A catty of sorghum rice is only two or three yuan, which is the same price as beans, compared to eight yuan for rice. A pound is much cheaper.

"Well, we don't grow sorghum, do we? If anyone has sorghum, I'll go buy some."

"Your uncle's family grows crops every year. They don't have much land, so they plant some in the crops. It's the same when they get used to eating."

"Then I'll buy fifty catties and try it first."

Mrs. Shen said, "I'll go! If you are a junior, he is too embarrassed to charge you."

"it is good."

Shen Yu was impatient for 3 minutes, he was in a hurry, and Mrs. Shen let him go. Anyway, the old uncle's house was close to them. After a while, Mrs. Shen came back with a bag of sorghum.

"Mom, why are there so many?"

"Didn't you say fifty catties? This bag is about the same."

Shen Yu rubbed his forehead and forgot the exchange ratio between ancient times and the present.

"Okay, let me soak it?"

Mrs. Shen put down the bag, "Don't be too busy, I'll choose which dustpan you go to, there are all kinds of scum."

I forgot that when making sorghum wine, the sorghum rice has to be selected, and it is true that the sorghum rice must be selected first.

"Mom, let's try to do it this time, just do half of it, and see if the effect is good?"

"Well, I'll listen to you."

When the sorghum rice was soaked, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and Mu Jing had already left. Old man Shen wandered over, "What are you two doing?"

"Your son wants to make wine."

"What? You still make wine?"

"Almost, it's not difficult."

"Son, is this alright? How long does it take to soak?"

"Seven or eight hours, by the way, mother, don't let people touch these pots, or there will be a strange smell."

Mrs. Shen nodded, "I promise not to be touched."

The next day, Shen Yu took Shen Mei to the place to pick the twigs on the mountain again, just like what Shen Mei said, many of them were scolded by sparrows, and the rest were not ripe.Shen Yu looked it over, there are quite a lot of places here, the twig tree is quite old, if you have money, you can buy the mountain, and it is also possible to specialize in selling twig wine.

"How long will it take for this twister to be cooked?"

Shen Mei thought for a while, "It will be about three or four days! At that time, I will know more."

Shen Yu nodded, went home and took the colored cloth, cut it into strips, and tied them to the place where there are many twigs, as long as there are sparrows approaching, the strips will move, and the sparrows will be frightened Fly, this method is quite useful in modern times.

The mountain was also very busy. Uncle Fa Cai collected the fish, and Mu Jing planned to hire people to grow lotus roots. This was the old man Shen who hired people. They were all good-connected families, not to mention veterans. This is because the farmer's work is not much different except for those idlers.

At this time, the weather was not too cold, and lotus root could be grown. Shen Yu calculated the harvest time, and it was probably harvested in February and March. At that time, there was a shortage of vegetables, and it should be easy to sell.

The lotus seeds have been shipped in, and the total price is one thousand catties, sixty yuan per catty, which can be regarded as a high price.Old man Shen talked with Mu Jing all night, one thousand catties of lotus root is about six or seven mu, and the rest is going to be enclosed as a fish pond.

When Shen Yu came down, this group of people was in full swing. He saw Mu Jing in the crowd at a glance. Mu Jing's eyesight for people was so keen that he could see something when he looked up.Shen Yu waved to him, Mu Jing also smiled at him, there was an atmosphere between the two.

Everyone was working in full swing, and Shen Yu was too embarrassed to watch there, but fortunately, he went home to go to Gaoliang.

Wash the soaked sorghum, and then put it on the thong cloth. At this time, you can break the distiller's koji, and wait for the sorghum rice to cool down to a certain extent, and then you can combine the koji.He asked Boss Shen to bring back the distiller's yeast, and he didn't forget the jars for fermentation, so Boss Shen brought them back.

"Son, is it that simple?"

"Where are you going? Mother, pass the gauze behind you." Shen Yu pointed to the gauze behind Mrs. Shen, which was used to hang on the sorghum rice.

"We still have to wait for it to saccharify, which takes about seven or eight hours, and a little hair will grow on it."

"Then you can put the sorghum rice in the jars. You have to be very careful during this process so that other unclean things can't get in."

Mrs. Shen nodded seriously, obviously she was very concerned about wine making.

Putting all the sorghum rice mixed with distiller's yeast in a ventilated and cool place, Shen Yu began to clean the jars. He asked Boss Shen to buy all the jars that weighed ten catties, and he bought five.

Clean them one by one and put them under the sun to kill and kill viruses.

The next thing to worry about is the distillation equipment. The most important thing in winemaking is distillation, and the last step is completed.However, when Shen Yu had the idea of ​​making wine, he had already thought of it. The ancient Taoist priests were good at alchemy, and one of the indispensable things was to refine cinnabar, and this distillation equipment would be used in it.

Of course, his purpose is not to borrow from the Taoist temple, but to find a shop that makes this kind of utensils for them to order one.

The Taoist temple said it was near the county seat, but in fact it took an hour or two to walk. Shen Yu rode Shen Laosi's donkey, which was naturally faster than driving an ox cart, and it only took more than an hour to get there.

Now this small Taoist temple is different from the last time he came, the boy smiled and greeted him when he saw him, "Why is Shen Xiaolang here today?"

"To be honest, I came today to ask for something."

Ming Wei brought Shen Yu into the Taoist temple, and said boldly, "Why don't you ask for anything, you have made such a big deal for our Taoist temple, and you haven't thanked you yet! Just say something if you have something."

Ming Wei was talking about plaster, Shen Yu nodded, "Then I won't be polite."

"I want to ask if you have any equipment for refining cinnabar here?"

Mingwei's face changed, "No, we won't do this now!"

Shen Yu was suspicious. Last time he came, he heard a little boy say that the cinnabar made by the master was not bad.Seeing that Mingwei's expression was not right, he knew that there must be something wrong, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Ming Wei thought that this was not a secret, so he said, "Someone died from taking the golden elixir, and now they are not allowed to practice it."

Didn't someone in the former royal family die from eating golden pills?Isn't there still a lot of people who eat golden pills now, why are they not allowed to practice now?

Shen Yu is a good little guy, and he didn't pay much attention to these things. He could see from Ming Wei that he had misunderstood something, "Actually, I didn't come here to buy the golden elixir."

"Then what are you asking for?"

"I want to ask where you bought that utensil. I need it. I want to get one."

"There's no need to go. We just bought one half a month ago. It's still new. It's useless to keep it now. If you want it, take it away."

The surprise came too fast, and he couldn't react. Is this distiller already in hand?

Ming Wei went to fetch the still, which was only about a circle larger than the washbasin, Shen Yu went to hug it, but almost missed it.

Ming Wei giggled when he saw it, "It's made of brass, it's quite heavy, I'm afraid it's not easy to take it back. Seriously, this thing can only be used to practice cinnabar, nothing else is really good."

"To be honest, I'm using it to make wine. When the finished product comes out, I'll bring you a jar."

Ming Wei didn't quite believe it, but said, "Then I'll wait."

Mrs. Shen was a little curious about her son bringing back such a strange thing when he came back from a trip, "Son, what is this thing? Why is it so strange?"

"Hey, this is the key item for brewing, and nothing can be done without it."

Mrs. Shen was thinking, and nodded, "Son, mother has gone to see the sorghum rice, it seems to have white fluff, can it be put in a jar?"

"Well, almost, let's go, let's go and have a look."

After saccharification, the sorghum rice has a slight smell of wine, and Mrs. Shen was happy when she smelled it, "Son, this might work, you smell it, it really smells like wine."

"Mother, where is this going? Look at the real wine."

"Then I'll just wait and see." Smelling the smell of wine, Old Lady Shen's heart was relieved, and she helped her son put the sorghum rice into the jar and seal it.

"I still have to buy some ceramic jars."