I was the best old lady in ancient times

Chapter 425 Right Eye Tick Disaster
The reason why Ning Pengpeng feels distressed is because the sweet potato is not very valuable in her opinion.

But that doesn't mean her time is worthless!
It took her so long to brew this wine.

With such a point now, Ning Pengpeng feels that he has lost a lot.

Carefully carrying the remaining two jars of wine back home, Ning Pengpeng first poured it for himself to taste, smashed it, and felt the taste of the sweet potato wine.

Then, he couldn't help grinning and hissing.

Ning Pengpeng stared at the wine glass in her hand. She felt that the degree of the sweet potato wine was probably at least [-] degrees.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ning Pengpeng's mouth couldn't help twitching.

How could Qingniang drink so much alcohol with such a strong alcohol content?
Originally, she smelled the aroma of the wine, and those servants were drunk and fainted, and thought that the sweet potato wine distilled this time was about [-] to [-] degrees.

But I didn't expect that it was about [-] degrees!
With this degree, no wonder those servants were fainted.

In fact, Ning Pengpeng didn't know that there was no high alcohol in the Jin Dynasty.

Although the wine sold in most restaurants is also brewed, the taste is more like the modern rice dew that is drunk as a drink.

And the sweet potato wine she distilled this time can be said to be the wine with the highest alcohol content in the country!

Therefore, those servants who have never touched such a high-quality wine, naturally smelled the aroma of the wine and looked drunk.

Qingniang likes to drink, and she has a great body.

Therefore, for the sweet potato wine of about [-] degrees, even if she drank a jar of it in one breath, she was not drunk, but the more she drank, the more energetic she became.

Carrying people is also very smooth, and I can't wait to run a few more laps in Zhuangzi.

Thinking that Qingniang drank half of her own sweet potato wine, Ning Pengpeng felt a little autistic!
She decided that next time she would try distilling alcohol from corn, and then she would definitely not let Qingniang be by her side.

In case the wine evaporates, like today, most of it will be drunk.

Gritting his teeth, Ning Pengpeng drank the remaining liquor in the glass in one gulp, and grinned.

Then, his expression suddenly paused, and he lowered his head to look at the empty wine glass in his hand.

Although the aroma of the strong wine makes people intoxicated, but this strong wine can only make people drunk!
It's better to use it for multiple distillations at low temperature, then you can make rice green wine.

However, wine rice green has a wide range of uses. At least, in terms of disinfection, there is nothing wrong with that designation.

Ning Pengpeng believes that this wine rice green must be a good thing for Pei Yan.

This time, Ning Pengpeng not only re-fermented sweet potatoes, but also made corn wine.

Comparing the two, Ning Pengpeng felt that the sweet potato wine and corn wine had similar degrees of alcohol, about [-] degrees.

In fact, if you choose high-temperature distillation, the alcohol content of the two wines will not be very high.

Of course, the taste will be much worse.

It is far less fragrant and mellow than the wine distilled many times at low temperature.

When Ning Pengpeng called Qingniang over, Qingniang thought that the old lady wanted to give her the newly distilled wine again!
Unexpectedly, Ning Pengpeng gave her three wine jars directly.

One says sweet potato wine, the other says corn wine, and the remaining jar says wine rice green.

"Qing Niang, you send these three jars to Dong Pei's family in Saibei.

How to use it, I also wrote it on paper! "

Qingniang was like a bolt from the blue, this... This wine was not rewarded to her?
You know, since the old lady gave her that jar and a half of wine, she still can't forget it!
Moreover, hasn't the old lady studied some new corn wine?

When the new wine comes out, shouldn't she be given a taste?

Seeing that Qingniang looks like a puppy that has been drenched in the rain, Ning Pengpeng said a little bit dumbfounded.

"Don't worry, when you come back, whether it's sweet potato wine or corn wine, you can drink it as you like.

As long as you don't get drunk, you'll be fine! "

Hearing the old lady's words, Qingniang, who was already languid, became energetic all of a sudden.

"Really?"

Qing Niang couldn't believe it, after all, the old lady had been busy for almost a month, and there were only a few jars of wine distilled.

I know how much I can drink, if I really let her drink, she can make the old lady cry.

Ning Pengpeng didn't know what Qingniang was thinking, so she just nodded her head affirmatively.

"Really, more real than real gold."

Hearing the old lady's affirmative answer, Qingniang couldn't help grinning, and took the three jars to Ning Pengpeng with a smile.

Then let the servants lead the horse, wrap several layers of shockproof jars on the outside, and then hang one jar on the horse's back, and Qingniang wrapped the other jar of wine and rice green in a parcel leather, and then tied it to the on the back.

"After delivering the things, remember to come back quickly.

When the time comes, I will wait for you in Dahuaishu Village with wine. "

Ning Pengpeng stood at the door of Zhuangzi, waving to Qingniang who was going away.

When there are no more people in sight, go back to Zhuangzi again, and then continue to make the wine.

After all, many people cannot refuse this kind of alcohol.

Ning Pengpeng could already imagine the popularity of these drinks in restaurants all over the country.

Low cost, high profit, it is simply a sharp tool for making money.

People say that spending money is like flowing water, and using this high-quality wine to make money, it is also like flowing water!

In order to increase production, Ning Pengpeng ordered several sets of distillation vessels.

When the snow fell, Ning Pengpeng had completely let go of how to distill this high-alcohol wine.

Looking at the warehouse full of wine, Ning Pengpeng expressed satisfaction with the drinks made during this period of time.

When preparing to leave Zhuangzi, Ning Pengpeng asked someone to carry ten jars of wine to the carriage.

Among them, there are five jars of sweet potato wine and five jars of corn wine.

Originally, Ning Pengpeng thought that he had stayed in Zhuangzi for such a long time.

When she returned to Dahuaishu Village, Qingniang must have been in the old house early.

Unexpectedly, when Ning Pengpeng returned to Dahuaishu Village with Ning Youxi and her grandchildren, Qingniang never came back.

Ning Pengpeng was not used to Qingniang not being there to serve her.

It is really easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

Getting used to Qingniang's company, without her, Ning Pengpeng concentrated on brewing wine in the beginning at the village, and didn't notice anything yet.

But now, it is extremely obvious.

Moreover, Ning Pengpeng always felt that his eyelids were twitching.

Although it is far away to go to Saibei, it does not take so long.

Especially what Ning Pengpeng said to Qingniang when she left.

It stands to reason that Qingniang would definitely go to Saibei non-stop.

After delivery, it will run back non-stop.

Come and go, if the speed is fast, it will definitely not take so long.

Thinking of this, Ning Pengpeng's right eye twitched again, she couldn't help raising her hand to hold it down, her face was a little ugly.

It's not that Ning Pengpeng is superstitious, she can wear this ancient old lady, what else can't be superstitious?

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