The wicked girl of the farm gate is a group pet

Chapter 83 What a Dog's Nose

Young Master Ji and Mute came back after picking apricot flowers, and also helped Su Cao and Shen Yue'e clean the vacant house.

Many people are powerful!
It was supposed to clean the warehouse for a day, but with so many helpers, it took a whole morning to finish it.

In order to thank them for their help, Su Cao made a meal of rice balls.

Steam the rice, add appropriate amount of salt, sugar, vinegar, and sprinkle some apricot flower petals, and then knead it into the shape of various small animals.

The same is rice, and the onigiri made by Su Cao taste sour and sweet, and the children cheered for joy.

After the apricot flower petals that the mute and the others helped to pick dried up, Su Cao moved two jars and plunged them into the kitchen. After a while, the smell of steamed glutinous rice wafted far away.

Young Master Ji, who was provoked to help peel the bamboo shoots, looked at the kitchen from time to time.

Shen Yue'e couldn't help laughing: "Cao'er is not making delicious food, it is making wine."

On the way, Su Cao came out to pick up a load of water, but the door of the small kitchen was closed tightly.

Until sunset, the door creaked.

Shen Yue'e, who was waiting outside, went up nervously: "Cao'er, is it done?"

"I used everything you brought."

Su Cao was exhausted all over: "The altar has been sealed. Whether the taste can be brewed will not be known until ten days later."

Su Cao and Shen Yue'e were so busy with the two jars of pickled bamboo shoots that they promised to give to Qian Dong's house of the grocery store, so they had to ask Shen Yuning to take it with them when they went to Mingzhu Town Academy.

Owner Qian’s feedback was very good. The next day, Shen Yufu was sent to let Uncle Shen, who was rocking the boat, bring 170 coins of sour bamboo shoots to Xinghua Village.

Let Shen Laizi help to bring a few more jars to sell, and the sour bamboo shoots soaked in the back have not been marinated yet.

The owner of Qian’s house was in a hurry, and Su Cao was no longer satisfied with only accepting the fresh bamboo shoots dug by the children in the village, so she asked Shen Yue’e to use his father’s name to spread the word in the village and neighboring villages, saying that those who dug the bamboo shoots would be sent to Changqing View all received.

As more and more people sent the bamboo shoots, they started soaking dozens of catties of bamboo shoots every day, and gradually increased to two hundred catties of bamboo shoots a day.

Ten days later, the pots and jars were not enough, so Lincun sent another batch.

Su Cao reckoned that these sour bamboo shoots would be marinated in a few days, no matter how much the grocery store shipped, they would not be able to swallow their current amount.

In order to avoid a backlog of inventory, it is necessary to expand sales channels before soaking the sour bamboo shoots.

Before going to Mingzhu Town, Su Cao did not forget the promise she made to Shen Yufu.

Uncovering the apricot blossom wine brewed more than ten days ago, a strong aroma of wine came out. The fermented wine grains were poured into the brewing equipment that Shen Yue'e secretly took up the mountain for distillation, and the obtained apricot blossom wine was clear and translucent.

"It smells more fragrant and richer than my family's wine."

When Shen Yue'e looked at Su Cao, there were stars in her eyes, and she was so excited that she was almost incoherent: "Cao'er, pour me a cup quickly."

Su Cao poured a glass of wine and was about to hand it to Shen Yue'e when the kitchen door was knocked open from the outside.

Taoist Priest Xiaoyao sniffed fiercely, and asked with a smile, "Where is the smell of wine coming from? The old Taoist is so greedy that his mouth is watering."

What a dog nose!
Her family's scumbag father and Taoist priest Xiaoyao are like-minded because of wine. When it comes to wine tasting, the Taoist priest is still good at it.

Su Cao was about to hand Shen Yue'e the wine, and handed it to Daoist Xiaoyao: "My newly brewed apricot blossom wine, Daoist, try it."

Daoist Xiaoyao took a deep breath of the wine, and after drinking a glass of wine, he opened his eyes wide and did not speak.

Shen Yue'e was dying of anxiety: "Master Daoist, is this wine okay? Why don't you just say something!"

(End of this chapter)