I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 211
"Uh, Senior Sister Zhao, in fact, the wine making process is not very interesting." Xu Yang scratched his head and explained.

"Hmph, Junior Brother Xu, are you afraid that I won't be able to learn your brewing skills?" Zhao Qianru wrinkled her nose and said coquettishly.

"How is this possible? Well, Senior Sister Zhao, if you really want to watch it, then follow me, and then you don't get bored." Xu Yang compromised with a wry smile.

Turning food into wine is indeed a magical change.

But this miraculous transformation did not happen overnight.

Due to the lack of distillation equipment required for brewing baijiu, what Xu Yang can now brew is yellow rice wine, which is common in the south.

Such as Huadiao, Nvnvhong, Zhuangyuanhong, etc., are the representatives of rice wine.

And the turbid wine sold in the wine shops at the foot of the mountain is also a kind of rice wine in a strict sense.

It is only because the water and koji used are different, and the techniques and techniques of wine making are also different for each person, so the quality of the wine brewed by different people will vary greatly.

But one thing is the same.

That is, if you want to turn food into wine, there must be a process.

And the process of this transformation is not short.

First, you have to steam the grains, then mash the steamed grains, and then let the mold in the koji ferment in the mashed grains, and finally, the grains can be transformed into delicious wine.

Of course, how long this transformation process will take depends on the temperature during brewing and the fermentation of the koji.

At least three to five or seven days, as many as ten days and a half months.

But what Xu Yang has to do today is to steam the glutinous rice and mix it with koji.

What's so fun about this kind of work?

But Zhao Qianru didn't think so.

In her opinion, the wine made by Xu Yang must not be bad.

If she can personally participate in the brewing process of this good wine, if someone praises the wine at that time, she will also be honored as a participant, right?
So in the next two days, even though the work of steaming glutinous rice and mixing wine koji was quite boring, Zhao Qianru, a young lady, still enjoyed doing it.

In two days, Xu Yang used up all the wine songs that he got in the lottery.

What I got in exchange was twelve cylinders of wine embryos waiting to be fermented in the side room in the backyard of the kitchen of Canglongmen.

Looking at the wine vats neatly placed in a cool corner, although Zhao Qianru's body was very tired, her sense of accomplishment was overwhelming.

Because Xu Yang had promised that when the wine was brewed, the two tanks of wine on the far left were her hard work for the past two days.

Time passed quickly, and Xie Baoshan, who had traveled far away, had already returned.

And Xu Yang, who had been herding sheep for a few days, was once again carried by Xie Baoshan to the training ground, and began his hard life.

This time, Xie Baoshan taught Xu Yang some moves in a targeted manner.

Originally, he wanted Xu Yang to change the kitchen knife to other knives, but Xu Yang, who was used to using kitchen knives, felt uncomfortable no matter whether it was a long knife, a short knife, a simple knife, a waist knife, or a ghost knife.

In desperation, Xie Baoshan finally acquiesced in Xu Yang's use of the kitchen knife.

But when Xu Yang was waving a kitchen knife in the martial arts field every day under the strange eyes of others, Zhao Qianru, the eldest lady who was popular with all the young disciples of Canglongmen, appeared in the backyard of the kitchen of Canglongmen all day long.

Without him, this little girl is now thinking about the two tanks of wine that Xu Yang shared with her.

Entering June, as the elder of Canglongmen, Xie Baoshan became busy again.

Since the beginning of the month, Xie Baoshan's trips have also increased.

But Xu Yang, who was drilled like a dead dog by Xie Baoshan every day, became more relaxed because of this.

On June [-], all matters.

Taking advantage of Xie Baoshan's long trip, Xu Yang processed and refined the twelve cylinders of rice wine that had completed the entire fermentation process.

Two days later, the twelve cylinders of wine embryo finally turned into the good wine that Zhao Qianru had been dreaming of for a long time.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating!
Smelling the smell of alcohol wafting out of the wine vat, even Zhao Qianru, who was not an alcoholic at all, was extremely intoxicated at this moment.

Xu Yang picked up a porcelain bowl, scooped up half of it from the wine tank, and poured it into his mouth.

A mellow smell of wine immediately filled his throat.

This is a new wine, before aging, it is still a bit strong.

But compared to the dirty wine in the wine shop in Cangshan Town, it is definitely a good wine.

"Junior Brother Xu, how does this wine taste?" Zhao Qianru asked expectantly.

At this time, Xu Yang sighed heavily: "Oh..."

Zhao Qianru, who was originally full of hope, was shocked when she heard this unknown sigh, "What's the matter? Brother Xu, does this wine taste bad?"

At this time, Xu Yang did not reply.

I saw him tilting his head, his eyes were looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, but there was a bit of sadness on his face.

Seeing this, Zhao Qianru's anticipation slowly sank.

In half a month, it will be her grandfather's 80th birthday. She originally thought about taking the two vats of wine that Xu Yang shared with her as a gift and giving it to her grandfather to celebrate his birthday.

After all, this is also the wine she personally participated in brewing, and to a certain extent, it is also very meaningful.

But now, her plan looks like it's going to fail.

You know, this is the wine that is going to be dedicated to her grandfather as a birthday gift. If the wine tastes bad, how can she get it out?
But just when Zhao Qianru's mood kept slipping in the direction of despair, that kid Xu Yang suddenly said: "My mother's second uncle and grandpa, the wine made by me, Xu, is so delicious, it makes other people How should those so-called brewers survive?"

Zhao Qianru was taken aback for a moment.

But in the next second, she directly picked up a stick, and was about to hit Xu Yang on the head with a look of compassion.

This kid is so hateful, he brewed good wine, but it made her almost desperate enough to smash the wine tank.

At this critical juncture, Xu Yang quickly dodged to the side.

While fleeing for his life, he begged for mercy: "Senior Sister Zhao, please forgive me. I have made such a good tasting wine. I have worked hard even if I have no credit. How can you bear to do it?"

Xu Yang said it pitifully, but Zhao Qianru, who had a black face, didn't stop at her feet.

"There is hard work, right? Kid, don't let me catch you, otherwise, I have to let you know what real hard work is."

The noise in the backyard of the kitchen was heard in the hall of the front yard, but it made the Canglong disciples who were dining in the hall feel angry.

Damn, if you want to flirt, can't you go to a place where there are few people?It has to be done in public, have you considered the feelings of us single people?
(End of this chapter)