The Pretty Eldest Daughter of a Scholar's Family

Chapter 332 Zhuangzi's Journey ([-])

The three of them negotiated while going down the mountain, and soon settled on the wine making for this season.

It was only half a month before the grapes matured, and the clay pots hadn't been found yet. Ning Zhongping didn't even have lunch, so he went down the mountain and left Zhuangzi directly to go to the pottery kilns in various parts of the capital to find suitable pottery pots.

Lu Jinkang previously ordered a batch of clay pots for making preserved eggs. He gave Ning Zhongping the address of the pottery cellar and asked him to go to that pottery kiln first to see if there was any suitable pottery pot. That pottery kiln was an old pottery kiln. The pottery jars that were pulled out were quite famous in the capital, so maybe you could get a suitable pottery pot when you went there, which would save Ning Zhongping the trouble of running around.

Watching Ning Zhongping leave in a hurry under the scorching sun, Su Yunduo pursed his lips and looked up at the sky. There was still some time before lunch, so it was better to go to the field to have a look.

This Zhuangzi was given to her by Mrs. Lu, as the master, you must always know what to do.

In addition to ten acres of vineyards, this Zhuangzi also has hundreds of acres of fertile land, all of which are planted with rice. At present, the ears have just been eared, and the harvest will not be until mid-September.

Su Yunduo calculated in his mind, some are not sure whether the rice planted here should be regarded as a mid-maturing variety or a late-maturing variety?

In the memory of Su Yunduo's previous life, the rice produced by the middle-maturing rice variety was not very tasty.

After she ate the rice cooked with the rice produced in the village, she finally determined that the rice here should be late-maturing rice.

After asking, I found out that the rice produced by this Zhuangzi is actually the legendary Japonica rice, slightly green, crystal clear like jade, with an attractive aroma and delicious taste!
After lunch and a short rest, the group of people went back on the road. Naturally, this time they were going to another Zhuangzi chosen by Lu Jinkang, which was a Zhuangzi under the name of the Duke of Zhen.

Before leaving Zhuangzi, Su Yunduo repeatedly told Zhuangtou not to let the children in Zhuangzi go to the valley to spoil wild grapes.

Although the wild grapes in the valley are almost inaccessible, the naughty children in the village will go to the valley to pick some wild grapes from time to time as their weapons for fighting each other.

Since these wild grapes can be used to make wine, they must be well protected.

Zhuangtou is not a very shrewd person, and he only half understood the conversation between Su Yunduo and Lu Jinkang, but he winked at being honest and obedient, so he naturally respectfully complied with the orders of Su Yunduo, the new master .

Not long after Su Yunduo and his party left, every household in the village received a notice that the children were not allowed to enter the valley again, and the head of the village specially organized labor in the village to protect the valley.

The protection was not in vain. When the grapes in the village were ripe and ready to make wine, the grapes in the valley were really useful, and the yield was even higher than the grapes in the vineyard. It was a surprise.

Of course, this is something.

It is only said that Su Yunduo and his party set off again to Zhuangzi in Zhen Guogong's mansion.

After Su Yunduo got in the car, he closed his eyes and prepared to use the time on the road to rest.

It’s just that the carriage left less than half a cup of tea, Su Yunduo was closing his eyes and resting his mind, when he heard Zisu’s soft “Hey”, there was surprise and joy in the voice, causing Su Yunduo to open his eyes and look through the curtains. look out.

Only after looking at this did she realize that the carriage did not go further outside the city as she had imagined, but set foot on the official road back to the city.

What's going on here, didn't you mean to go to see Zhuangzi in the Duke's mansion?

While Su Yunduo was wondering, the excited Zisu grabbed Su Yunduo's hand: "Girl, girl, this is going to my parents' village!"

It turns out that there are only two Zhuangzi in the western suburbs of the Zhen Guogong Mansion, one is farther west from Su Yunduo's Zhuangzi, and the other is the Zhuangzi that Zisu pointed out to Su Yunduo when he left the city in the morning.

Although the Zhuangzi I saw just now was among the candidates for the Songhuadan Workshop, the careful Zisu noticed that because of the vineyards in the Zhuangzi and the wild grapes in the valley, Su Yunduo planned to set up a wine shop in this Zhuangzi.

Although it is easy to manage the two workshops in one place, Zisu knows that Su Yunduo attaches great importance to the environment of the winery, and it is absolutely impossible to put the winery and preserved egg workshop in the same place, so that it is impossible to build a preserved egg workshop. In this Zhuangzi.

If the other Zhuangzi chosen by Lu Jinkang is really the Zhuangzi where Zisu's parents live, then the preserved egg workshop will most likely be built in the workshop where Zisu's parents are. too much.

No wonder Zi Su was so overjoyed.

Zi Su observed very carefully. Su Yunduo did not plan to choose the workshop in his own village, and even planned to move all the ducks raised in this village out.

The reason is simple. This village is going to build a wine-making workshop. If there are too many ducks, there will always be an unpleasant smell, which is very unsuitable for the wine-making workshop.

Plant ash, lime, etc. are used to pickle preserved eggs, which is also very harmful to the environment, and it is not suitable to be built together with wine workshops.

After driving for less than a quarter of an hour, the carriage stopped in front of the Zhuangzi that Zisu had hoped for.

The old man waiting in front of Zhuangzi was somewhat similar to Zisu. It turned out that Zisu's father was Zhuangzi's head, so Su Yunduo understood Zisu's mood better.

Because he just came out of Su Yunduo's Zhuangzi after having lunch, Lu Jinkang rejected Zisu's father Chen Da's kindness, and the group went straight to the Zhuangzi.

Su Yunduo asked Zisu to talk to her mother, but Zisu shook her head: "I just came back to see my parents the day before yesterday, so let's forget about it today. I'll stay with the girl and hold an umbrella for the girl. If I dare to let the girl bask in the sun , My mother has to peel off my skin."

Su Yunduo smiled helplessly and had to follow Zisu.

This village is obviously much bigger than Su Yunduo's. Naturally, there are more households and houses. There is water in the village and there is a mountain village not far away, but it does not rely on mountains. Naturally, many ducks are raised in the water.

The most obvious difference between this Zhuangzi and Su Yunduo's Zhuangzi is that the men in this Zhuangzi are more or less disabled, including Zisu's father. Obviously, most of the people in this Zhuangzi are wounded soldiers who returned from the border towns.

It took almost an hour to turn this Zhuangzi back and forth. Although this Zhuangzi also has some unsatisfactory places, for example, the ratio of men and women in this Zhuangzi is a bit out of balance. There are obviously more men than women, and pickling preserved eggs requires skill. hand woman.

But this should not be a big problem. Su Yunduo once watched a program in his previous life. In the program, a man said that he could knit sweaters, and he knits quite well. He specially brought wool and needles to demonstrate on the spot. No worse than any woman.

Who can guarantee that there are no skilled men here? !
Basil and Angelica dahurica can be regarded as skillful hands. When they first learned to make preserved eggs, they either squeezed too hard to break the duck eggs, or the thickness of the plaster was uneven. satisfy.

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