The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

"They're all brothers and uncles from the same village, coming here to help me." Song Yuntang pointed to the wooden shed where the winemaking tools were stored to the right of the small pond at the entrance and said, "The winery hasn't been built yet. I want to build a winery here and use bamboo to bring the mountain spring water directly to the winery. What do you think, Uncle Pan?"

Uncle Pan nodded and said, "That's great. It will be much more convenient to get water then."

After Song Yuntang handed the meat in his hand to Chen, he led Uncle Pan to the wooden shed.

"Uncle Pan, if we want to make wine, what is the first step?"

Uncle Pan put his hands behind his back.

"The first step is to select grains and soak them for twelve hours. Then, steam the soaked grains until cooked through."

Song Yuntang nodded, "What happens after it's steamed?"

"After steaming, the yeast is placed in the cellar for fermentation. The process depends on the taste of the wine you pursue and the season. Generally, it takes seven or ten days, but if you want the wine to taste mellower, it can be extended to 20, 30 days, or even a year. After fermentation is complete, you can start distilling the wine."

"The longer the fermentation time, the higher the price of the wine, right?" Song Yuntang asked.

"Of course. The wine you spent so much time brewing must be different." He looked at Song Yuntang, "I'll demonstrate it to you in the next few days. You can learn from me."

"Okay." Song Yuntang continued to question, "Are all wines steamed first and then fermented with koji?"

"Except for some flower and fruit wines, it's pretty much like this," Uncle Pan said. "We only brewed some ordinary wines before, and we don't have the energy to tinker with the rest. If you're interested, you can try it yourself."

"Uncle Pan, will you also tell me how to make koji?" she asked again.

Uncle Pan smiled and said, "Of course, since you've taken on this business, of course I have to teach you everything. I don't want that brat Xu Qingye to call me a cunning villain later."

Song Yuntang smiled.

"He doesn't seem like the type to say something like that."

I chatted with Uncle Pan a little more about winemaking, and Chen's meal was already prepared.

Because Uncle Pan is here at noon today, the food will be more substantial.

A big bowl of braised pork, a serving of cold wild vegetables, a plate of peanuts, and fragrant rice.

Uncle Pan placed the wine he brought on the table and removed the oil paper that tied it up. Immediately, a rich aroma of wine wafted out.

"Come on! I brought some wine today, let's have a drink."

"Uncle Pan, did you brew this wine yourself?" asked third cousin Song Zhiye.

Uncle Pan laughed heartily. "Isn't it? This wine is Uncle Pan's personal treasure at home. Drink it now! If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to find it again."

I've been drinking alone at home these days and I'm very bored.

He has always been a lively person.

Seeing so many people eating today, I am really happy.

Qiao Da smelled the tempting aroma of the wine, looked at the jar of wine and licked his lips. This was probably the most fragrant wine he had ever smelled.

He wanted to drink, but was afraid that it would delay his afternoon work.

Song Yuntang took in everyone's expressions and hurriedly asked Chen to go into the house and get a few bowls.

"It's okay for everyone to drink in moderation. Let's also try Uncle Pan's cooking."

She poured a small bowl for herself and Chen Xier.

"Sister Xier, try it. If you want to help out at the wine shop in the future, you'll need to know a little bit about wine. As long as you don't drink too much, a couple of sips will be fine."

Chen Xier took it with a smile.

"Okay." She held the bowl of wine and said with a nostalgic look on her face, "Actually, I have drunk alcohol before, but I'm not a good drinker. But the wine I drank back then wasn't as good as this."

After saying that, she took a sip of wine with red eyes. The spicy taste passed through her throat, easing the sorrow in her heart.

Song Yuntang didn't say anything. He picked up the bowl and took a sip, carefully savoring the taste of the wine.

She rarely drank alcohol in her previous life and was not used to the spicy taste of alcohol.

But after the wine in my hand slid through my mouth, the taste was surprisingly mellow.

Although I don't know much about wine, I know that this wine is of good quality.

"Great wine!" Qiao took a sip and looked at Uncle Pan and said, "Old Pan, your cooking skills are quite good. After drinking your wine, I realized that what I drank before was just dog urine."

"Hahahaha..." Pan Shule laughed loudly, "I said it's my treasured collection, isn't it nice?"

"Not bad, not bad!" Qiao Da praised without hesitation, "This wine is really fucking strong!"

"It's quite strong, but don't drink too much. It's bad for your health." Uncle Pan said, raising his bowl again and clinking glasses with everyone.

The men were talking and laughing, and they seemed to be getting along very well.

Song Changbai, who seldom drank alcohol, also drank a small bowl. His alcohol tolerance was even worse than that of Song Yuntang and Chen. After drinking, his head was dizzy and he walked sideways like a crab, almost falling to the ground several times.

Song Yuntang didn't dare let him go to the back mountain to build a granary in this state, so he cooked a pot of sobering soup and gave each person who had drunk a bowl. After drinking the sobering soup, he let them go to work.

Qiao Da and Qiao Er were still responsible for collecting food. Song Yuntang gave them twenty taels and let them set off.

Uncle Pan began to teach Song Yuntang how to make wine. Once he started working, he seemed like a completely different person and became very serious.

Song Yuntang thought that Uncle Pan was an uncertain factor.

I don’t know when he will leave with his daughter.

Winemaking is a lot of work.

In addition, there were a lot of trivial matters on the farm. After Chen went to work in the tavern, she had to make and can the shampoo herself.

Even if she learned how to make wine, she might not have much time to spend on it in the future, so she would have to find two trustworthy people to help her.

But after all, it was a skill she bought with her own money, so she was still worried about handing it over to others.

After much thought, buying a slave is the best option.

With the indenture in his hand, he wouldn't dare to betray his own people.

The two men put the three selected pots of grain into a large vat to soak them, sorted out the wine-making tools under the wooden shed, and built a stove with mud bricks. After the grain was soaked, they could start steaming it tomorrow afternoon.

Song Yuntang also asked Chen to prepare some glutinous rice, planning to try steaming some glutinous rice and making a small jar of glutinous rice wine while steaming grain tomorrow.

In this way, she could not only get an extra kind of wine, but also two more snacks in the tavern.

The weather is getting colder, and drinking a bowl of rice dumplings with fermented glutinous rice and sweet wine with eggs can warm you up when it's cold.

……

The next morning, Song Yuntang came to the tavern as usual and made a pot of sour plum soup. After selling it, he tied the mule in the backyard of the tavern and went to Hefeng Yahang first.

This was her third visit to the pawnshop in recent days. The servants and the manager were all familiar with her and knew that the Yujun Pavilion across the street was her property.

From a distance, the servant came out to greet them.

"Miss Song is here. What do you want to see today?"