Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 460 460. How much wine can be produced

  Qiao Qiao is no longer the old Qiao Qiao, and at this moment he quickly calculated the result in his mind: "At least one hundred catties of wine!"

  He was a little embarrassed: "Let's forget about the extra. What if Qiao Qiao doesn't brew well and waste it?"

"right!"

The Seventh Cousin was also happy: "It's actually quite simple to make wine, but some people can make it taste good just by following the same steps, and some people just can't make it taste better. Let me see when the time comes, does our Qiao Qiao have this kind of wine?" talent?"

  Jojo puffed out his chest: "There must be!"

"OK!"

  He is so confident, and Seventh Cousin also feels very gratified—a man, if something can be accomplished, let’s talk about it first, don’t be timid before it starts.

   That is, when he was young, he didn’t know people well, so he found such an apprentice, and spent a lot of time breaking his character...

The results of it?

  Thinking of the past, his face turned ugly for a moment, but soon, his attention was on Jojo again.

   "You study hard. When you have learned this, if you have materials at home next year, I will teach you how to brew Luzhou-flavored Wuliangjiu."

   "Wuliang wine?"

   Qiao Qiao looked over curiously.

   "Well," Seventh Cousin nodded, looking hopeful: "It is brewed with sorghum, wheat, corn, glutinous rice, rice... It must taste better!"

  Speaking of this, Qiao Qiao disagreed.

   Learning knowledge belongs to learning knowledge, but he also has his own cognition.

   "I tasted it. The wine is very spicy. Except for rice wine, the others are not good."

   And in his memory, many years ago when Dad went out to drink, he often came back drunk and vomited...

   Then my mother quarreled with him!

  Although Dad didn’t drink like this later. But, wine, definitely not good!

  He sighed and shook his head:

   "My sister said that adults just like to do things that are not good for their health-so grandpa and dad must smoke, and there are seven cousins."

   "It's normal to drink a little more alcohol to damage the body."

   Seven Cousin disagrees with this!

   "Who said that? Well, I admit that smoking is bad for your health. But I'm already so old, how many years can I live? Of course I should enjoy it first."

   "I haven't smoked in front of you now."

  Let’s not talk about him, Song Sancheng and Song Youde did too. The father and son smoked, and they went out silently to smoke together. They didn’t dare to be in the house anyway.

   Fortunately, the tobacco leaves this year are of good quality.

  I used to smoke and always had to pack one pack a day. It's good now, he changed this cigarette stick, filled a handful of it at a time, and smoked it three or five times a day.

  Pair it with a cup of tea, it’s a refreshing—

   Off topic.

  In short, Seventh Cousin looked very serious:

   "But this wine, as long as it is a serious grain wine, it is good."

   "For example, this sorghum wine can soothe the liver and relieve stagnation, dredge the meridians, warm the yang and drive away the cold... it can also nourish the stomach."

"ah?"

  Jojo looked at him blankly, recalling in his mind the way his father vomited, feeling uncomfortable and disgusting, for a moment he didn't know which theory to believe.

   Fortunately, Xin Jun walked by and quickly added:

   "Appropriate amount, discretion!"

  Everything must have a degree? Pantao is okay! Then why do Xianxia novels still eat slowly according to the year?

   "Ohhhhh!"

  Qiaoqiao understood, and then looked at the sorghum in his hand vigilantly: "These will be sold at that time, and we are not allowed to keep more at home!"

   "That's not okay."

  Zhang Yanping recovered from the blow, and hurriedly said: "It's troublesome to get a liquor license. Besides, what you said just now is a hundred catties of wine, what is it enough for?"

   "Forget it."

  The abacus in his heart was crackling—

  Now the things in the house are not obvious or leaky, and the scale is not large, and nothing has happened for the time being.

   But with the expansion of Sandalwood Mountain's area, it will definitely not be able to hide it in the future.

  It is easy to solve it in the village, but if the peach-picking person intervenes in the middle...the toad lies on the feet, and it is disgusting even if it doesn't bite!

   At that time, the tobacco and liquor at home will all be good props for him to pass the level—

  So, better not to sell! It is more precious not to sell!

   But he was still a little worried.

  Because I am walking outside with Baoshan in my arms, even if I have these props, what if someone wants them?

...

  It's not easy to do things these days!

  He turned his head again, and took a melancholy and deep look at the brand new villa—

  His Tantan girl is still too innocent!

   These vigilance and dark sides that should be there still have to be taken care of by him as a brother!

  In an instant, the burden on the shoulders became heavier!

  —Eh, it seems really heavy?

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a few half-cut sorghum stalks on his shoulders. Song Tan pushed him out and said, "Brother Yanping, take this bundle of sorghum stalks to the pigsty some time. Let's see." Do they like to eat it?"

   Before Zhang Yanping could speak, Song Tan pushed him out of the yard, then approached mysteriously, and lowered his voice:

   "Also, Dr. Guo came this morning and gave me a bottle of medicine—"

  She took out the blue and white porcelain round jar from her pocket:

   "You know, what...the ones that invigorate the kidneys, and the ones that regulate the body! Dr. Guo said that you should all need them."

  Whether you need it or not, since she has provided this recipe to customers for a long time, it must be no problem, and there is nothing wrong with eating it. What if Brother Yan Ping felt like a dragon and a tiger after eating it, and he would do farm work hard all day?

"What?!"

  Zhang Yanping's swarthy face was dark red:

   "This Dr. Guo—"

  He gritted his teeth: "She is serious about traditional Chinese medicine and pays attention to seeing, hearing and asking. She is good, and she thinks I need this medicine after just a few words? Outrageous!"

   "Scholar can be killed and cannot be humiliated! I will never eat it, and I am in good health! Besides, if I can do it, what does it matter to her?!"

  Song Tan: …

   Yes, as she expected.

  As long as a man mentions this issue, he will feel as if he has been greatly insulted—but the fact is that this is the case, where does Viagra's annual profit of tens of billions come from?

   Tsk tsk tsk.

  She waved her hand: "If you don't need it, you don't need it. Then you can feed the pigs."

  She went to ask Xin Jun again.

   After all, all the medicines have been collected, although it doesn’t matter if you don’t ask, but she still plans to take her family to take the time in the evening to recuperate her pulse—

  So, let's work hard now, anyway, it's not her who takes the medicine.

  But Zhang Yanping didn't know.

  He only thought that this medicine was given to Tan Tan by Dr. Guo alone, asking him to hand it over to him—

  Damn it!

  Quack! Nonsense! Look down on people too much!

——

  I, Zhang Yanping, a 27-year-old girl with yellow flowers, can never take this medicine!

no way!

Good night. Fat Cat's hind legs suddenly lost the strength to stand up. I have to take her to see it early tomorrow morning.

  (end of this chapter)