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During this period,

Everyone in the Zhou family is very busy.

After Zhou Laoer finished planting potatoes in the village and made arrangements with the old patriarch's family, he came back and cleaned the small teahouse with Chen.

Daqin and Fang also came.

The original tables, chairs and benches in the teahouse were still usable, and Zhou Lingling had no plans to replace them with new ones.

I just asked someone to make a new signboard, built a row of wine cabinets against the wall behind the counter, and replanned the partitions.

The second floor originally had a number of private rooms, which Zhou Lingling also preserved, but she decorated each room and changed their names, replacing the elegant "Plum, Orchid, Chrysanthemum and Bamboo" with the more popular "Wealth Hall, Auspicious Hall, Ruyi Hall" and so on.

When Zhou Laoer saw it, he said "good" immediately, "Such nice names are what taverns should be called. Those flowery and grassy names make me dizzy when I hear them."

Zhou Chi was brought here by his younger brother as soon as he got home on his first vacation, and happened to hear what Zhou Laoer said.

He looked at the "Plum, Orchid, Chrysanthemum and Bamboo" on the ground, then looked at the newly replaced door plaque on the second floor, and didn't know what to say for a long time.

But Zhou Laoer happened to see him.

"Boss, you're back! Look at the name your sister chose. Isn't it much better than the previous ones?"

Zhou Lingling also saw her elder brother, and after hearing her father's shameless words, she wanted to turn around and leave.

Don’t you know that in the minds of scholars, things like plum, orchid, chrysanthemum and bamboo are faiths?

But Zhou Chi said, "Well, Dad is right, these are the most suitable names for our tavern."

Zhou Laoer was very satisfied.

Since my eldest son said it was good, it must be really good.

Zhou Lingling was stunned.

Brother, what about your faith as a scholar...

Zhou Chi smiled gently at his sister. His only belief was that his family was safe and happy.

Zhou Chi, who had finally returned home, originally planned to stay at home until the next afternoon, but he ended up working in the shop for half a day and went back to the academy early the next morning with clean clothes.

Everyone in the family is working hard, so he can't slack off.

Even Zhou Yun, who always loved to go to Chen Jiakang, helped with housework in addition to practicing martial arts and reading every day.

The tavern was packed.

Zhou Laoer went to the blind man under the bridge to calculate and found out that the 26th of this month was an auspicious day.

"There are still six days left, my girl, how is your wine?" Zhou Laoer asked expectantly.

Chen was both worried and curious.

Can her daughter really make wine?

Hey.

She is really capable.

Zhou Lingling didn't answer, but turned and went to a corner next to their kitchen.

Because they were worried that the temperature outside was not high enough, two large vats were placed there so that the temperature could always be kept above 20 degrees.

"Dad, help me move out."

Zhou Laoer copied it without saying a word.

He carried out the two huge vats with ease.

Zhou Lingling's face was filled with envy: Why was it that only my second brother inherited my father's miracle of great strength...

Seeing her eager look, Chen couldn't help but chuckle.

"Your father only has this much strength left, what's there to envy?"

Zhou Lingling shook her head: "Mom, if I had a bit more strength, my grandmother and cousin wouldn't be able to bully me anymore."

She punched them one by one and beat them to a pulp!

Then he pushed the heroine to the ground and snatched her bracelet back.

Instead of lying in bed sick as soon as he arrived, he was hit half to death by a wild boar two days later.

She sighed casually, but the smile on Chen's face froze.

Over the years, the girl not only had to work hard at Old Zhou's house, but the old hag also beat her up and pinched her from time to time, causing the new and old wounds on her body to never heal.

"Yeah, it would be great if you had the same strength as your second brother..."

After Chen said this quietly, her eyes turned dangerous when she looked at Zhou Laoer.

A useless thing!

Zhou Laoer, who had just finished moving two large vats, noticed his wife looking at him and smiled innocently: "Wife..."

Chen closed her eyes and thought, forget it, why bother with a fool!

Their family is now living much better than the Zhou family, and things will get better and better. They are so angry!

snort!

Chen rolled her eyes at Zhou Laoer and turned to help her daughter.

Zhou Lingling was breaking up the mud on the big vat.

Seeing this, Chen said angrily, "Are you blind? You've lived half your life in vain and you can't see anything?"

Zhou Laoer: “???”

I just saw my wife suddenly become aggressive. What did I do wrong?

Zhou Lingling was completely unaware that her words had caused her mother's expression to change, and she said very considerately:

"Mom, it's okay. I can handle this little thing myself."

She also wanted to open it herself to see if the mash had fermented successfully.

But the more considerate Zhou Lingling was, the more Chen disliked Zhou Laoer.

Under the murderous gaze of his wife, the latter quickly snatched the small hammer from his daughter's hand.

"My daughter, let Dad do this kind of rough work. Stop banging your hands..."

Zhou Laoer took the small hammer and broke the dry mud on it in a few strokes. Suddenly, an intoxicating fragrance filled his nose...

"Wine! Wife, it smells like wine!" he shouted excitedly.

The people in the other room heard it too.

So after teaching Zhou Yun every day, the elusive Feiyu would suddenly fall from the top of the wall.

Chen was startled, but she yelled at Zhou Laoer, "How can my daughter's wine not smell like alcohol? You keep making such a fuss all day long. What can you do?"

My wife was so fierce today, and Zhou Laoer lowered his head silently.

I recalled everything that happened from three days ago to now, but I couldn't find how I had offended my wife.

Feiyu: Although he didn’t scold me, I always felt like I was scolded.

Smelling the aroma of wine in the yard, he wanted to ask something but didn't dare to speak.

Zhou Lingling was also a little surprised. Her mother seemed very angry today. Could it be that the due date had been brought forward?

Her almond-shaped eyes moved slightly, and she looked at her pitiful father and said, "Mom, Dad is happy too. This is the first time our family has made wine, and we didn't expect it to be successful!"

Zhou Laoer nodded repeatedly.

Hearing this, Chen glanced at her husband. It was her daughter's excellence, and it was none of other people's business.

But she also knew that she was taking her anger out on others, and her husband had not had a good life over the years.

Then he snorted softly and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to steam it again? Why don't you go and light the fire?"

Zhou Laoer's eyes lit up: "Hey! Wife, I'll go right away."

Zhou Lingling shrugged and began to prepare the distillation tools.

The wine distillation process can probably be traced back to the Yuan Dynasty of her time. Before the Song Dynasty, Huaguo only brewed wine, which was rice wine.

Huangjiu has a low alcohol content, which is basically unlikely to exceed 20 degrees. It is generally made from staple grains and can only be brewed in winter.

Distilled liquor, also known as shochu, is made from sorghum and barley koji. It can be brewed year-round and has an alcohol concentration of up to 70%.

As far as Zhou Lingling knows, the current Yuan Dynasty also mainly relies on rice wine.

Zhou Lingling didn't know whether there was any liquor now, but according to Zhou Laoer's investigation, at least the restaurants in Yunshui County did not sell the kind of liquor that Zhou Lingling described, which would burn the heart and stomach after just one sip.