Chapter 469 469. Soybean straw and wine making
As for the dried soybean straw…
Song Sancheng raised his voice and said, "Tan Tan, there are quite a lot of beans on these. Why don't you ask Old Man Li if he can eat his cows?"
If you want to eat it, you can bring him two baskets in two days. However, the food tastes hard, so he has to find a way to break it up at home before feeding it to the cows.
There is only one cow in the whole village now, and it is very old. Song Tan responded directly:
“No need to ask, when the beans are harvested, the rest will be given to him.”
This stuff is very nutritious, so it is no problem to feed cattle through the winter. Besides, that’s it, how much fertilizer can be prepared? Some can be used as fertilizer.
Let’s give it all to old scalpers.
After all, the temperature here starts to drop in November, and the temperature slowly starts to rise until March of next year. In the middle of winter, there are no grass leaves to eat.
…
When the soybeans were almost processed, the seventh cousin estimated the time and called Qiao Qiao again:
“We’re going to start brewing wine again later, will you still broadcast live?”
Qiaoqiao looked at him warily: "Can the brewing be finished today?"
"able."
This is something that Seventh Cousin can still guarantee.
Qiaoqiao finally felt relieved, and then started the live broadcast again without saying a word—
【What did I see? The anchor has been on a tear these past two days! 】
【That is to say, I am too diligent, which makes me a little uncomfortable. 】
【Can the brewing be finished today? I can't stand it if this is divided into more segments. 】
【Come, come, what a high live broadcast frequency! 】
…
At this time, Qiaoqiao was already standing in front of yesterday’s vat, with a serious face:
“Okay, our sorghum has been soaked—”
He looked at the time: "I have been soaking for 20 hours. My seventh cousin said that the weather is hot and I don't need to soak for that long. Now let's open the lid -"
It took some effort to fully open the sealed lid, and a stream of wet water vapor came out. The seventh cousin reached in and fished out a handful of sorghum. When he saw the sorghum was cooked and blooming, he asked Qiao Qiao to pinch it with his fingers:
"Do you feel it? It will break as soon as you pinch it. It's time to soak it. If it doesn't work, you have to continue soaking it."
“In winter, the temperature is low and it gets cold quickly. You have to soak for 24 hours—come on, boil some water!”
Qiao Qiao quickly put her cell phone aside and entered the Wangzi state again. At this moment, she put the huge steamer on the stove, took out the soaked sorghum, and put it all in.
“Wait until the water rolls up into the atmosphere…”
Seventh cousin suddenly got stuck.
After a while, he added: "It was quite difficult for us to buy a watch before. We all relied on estimates. Before, I told you about the water temperature based on my guess... This time, I can tell you when I agree. It depends on the time, just write it down.”
Qiaoqiao nodded, and the live broadcast room became lively again:
【Understood. Experience from a master]
【I'm just talking about why the old master was so strict last time and even used a thermometer to check it from time to time...】
【Technology has affected the use of experience! 】
【The matter of making wine is really a matter of a hair's breadth, a thousand miles of error. 】
【I dare not deny that the wine is good, but the alcohol content is definitely not high. After all, distillation is still a big problem...】
The barrage chat was in full swing.
At this time, Qiaoqiao had been staring at the watch for a while, until the seventh cousin thought: "Okay." He then looked at the time, and then announced with a serious face: "Children, are you watching the time? Steam for 30 minutes after airing.”
"By the way," the seventh cousin added: "We can steam a lot this time and the pot is big, so it only takes half an hour. If you just have fun at home and cook a little, I guess 15 minutes will be enough - come on, Bring down the sorghum, blow the water in the steamer with a fan to cool it down, and then measure it when I say it's almost done..."
This process is extremely cumbersome, but Qiaoqiao learned it very carefully and did not feel impatient at all.
When the seventh cousin said yes, he looked at the thermometer: "Kids, remember, the water temperature is 85 degrees!"
Pour the water back into the sorghum, stir evenly, cover the lid again, and seal for 15 minutes.
The next step is to re-steam and let cool…
In the middle, the seventh cousin said: "Qiao Qiao, bring the rice husks over in a basin and wash them clean - there are 370 kilograms of sorghum, so you can get 37 kilograms of rice husks."
Immediately, mix the distiller’s yeast, mix the distiller’s yeast again, gather the pile to saccharify, and cover with rice husk…
When the two of them finished the work dripping with sweat, the seventh cousin sighed:
“Okay, wait for most of a day, until you smell the sweet smell and grow white hair-like fungi, you can take it out and put it into the cellar.”
At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room has become much less visible to the naked eye.
Zhang Yanping took the opportunity to take a look and was startled, thinking that Qiao Qiao didn't retain any fans this time?
But look at the number of viewers again—that’s not right, why is it increasing instead of decreasing?
After quite a while, a barrage finally came through:
【Are all the anchors finished? (⊙o⊙)Wow, I actually fell asleep! 】
【Ah, I feel so full from sleep! 】
【Hey, it’s over when you wake up? 】
【If the friction sound of the last stir hadn't been too loud, I wouldn't have woken up...】
【This is so good for sleeping, I want to save this and play it back when I have insomnia. 】
Zhang Yanping:…
Just... how should I put it, the process may be different from what I imagined, but the result seems to be very different.
When the live broadcast room was closed, he came over curiously:
“Seventh cousin, can we drink this tomorrow?”
"What a nice thing to think about." The seventh cousin smiled and said: "The aroma will be released tomorrow, and then the lees will be mixed well. Looking back, you can see whether you should put it in barrels or just dig a cellar and ferment it for twenty or thirty days."
Song Tan also walked over, curiously looking at the pile of rice husks and sorghum in front of him, and then without hesitation:
“Since we are making local wine, it’s natural to dig a cellar—didn’t we buy a pottery vat? We’ll wash it and clean it tomorrow and bury it directly in the ditch in the back garden to use as a cellar.”
"Okay." The seventh cousin looked at the pile of lees and said, "We'll see what happens tomorrow. If it's sweet and fragrant, it means the wine is ready. If it smells like alcohol, it's too much and probably won't taste good. You don’t have to worry about cleaning up the cellar.”
Song Tan glanced at him and thought, if you always say this, don't act so confident, and don't deal with more than 300 kilograms of sorghum so calmly in one breath... The credibility of this statement Still higher.
It's really not sure. All the sorghums are here this year, and they are drinking a few of them at home. Can the seven cousin be willing to do everything?
At this time, the seventh cousin was walking around in the yard with his hands behind his back, despite the scorching sun. He still couldn't hold back the expectation and joy in his heart, so he quickly asked: "Qiao Qiao, do you want to eat the tender corn? If so, let's go and break it." Come back with a basket.”
The mind is haggard from being tormented by the cat. I only slept for two hours last night.
Today I went to a different hospital for a re-examination, and the items of the examination were also changed...still nothing was found.
But he has not eaten or drank for two days, and has vomited several times.
(End of this chapter)