Chapter 288

There is no need to add koji to wine.

The yeast itself is the hoar frost on the grapes.

Zhang Cuijuan heard from Juqin that Su Liuyu picked a lot of purple fruits to make wine yesterday, and also enthusiastically borrowed several flagons for wine making.

"Oh, this thing can still make wine. Give it to my aunt after changing the name to make wine."

When Zhang Cuijuan saw Su Liuyu, she liked Su Liuyu from the bottom of her heart. She brought the chrysanthemum over and started washing grapes with Su Liuyu in the yard.

The people in the village work neatly. Together, the three of them packed all the grapes in one morning.

A total of twenty small wine jugs were installed.

It took half a month for the salesman to come to receive the goods. Su Liuyu calculated that it happened to be the first fermentation.

After fermentation, it is filtered and cleared, and then it can be sold directly.

Although it will take several months for the wine to be released after filtering, Su Liuyu has the confidence to sell it with the goods in hand.

Her mouth has always been sharp, and she can fool people for a while at banquets in various countries, let alone a small shopkeeper.

Zhang Cuijuan went home to cook when she was done, Yun Ya'er got up and started cooking porridge when she saw the noise in the yard leaving.

Su Liuyu moved a small bench and waited for dinner in the yard.

She watched Yun Ya'er busy in the narrow stove.

Light a fire, fetch water, cook porridge.

Such a gentle and refined young man, even if he was doing rough work, he was so clear and refined, elegant and elegant.

The supreme face of Jiutian Xuanshuang was busy back and forth within three inches of the stove.

The hot summer day made his hair overflow with thin sweat.

He raised his hand and passed away, glanced at Su Liuyu with clear eyes, and began to scold:

"Why didn't the sun burn you to death?"

Su Liuyu twitched her lips and leaned forward: "When will the meal be ready, I'm so hungry."

"You won't starve to death." He said again: "Go away, get in the way."

She could only sit back again.

Against the sun, he said to himself:

"In the yard, there must be a tree to enjoy the shade in summer."

"I think the land in the west corner is also very good. You can grow some onions and garlic."

"It's better to raise another pig, one a year, and slaughter it for wine during the New Year."

Yun Ya'er came out with a spatula and snorted, "I think you're free."

"I used to think so."

Think about it occasionally before you take the throne.

After ascending the throne, I dare not think about it at all.

Taking advantage of this half moon to avoid laziness, she fiddled with what was in her heart again.

"I not only want to raise pigs, but also chickens. Every morning when I get up, I can touch an egg and fry it to eat."

"I also want to raise a flock of geese, find a place near the water, let them swim in the river every day, and call them back after dinner."

"I think the big yellow dog is not bad, get a smart one to take care of the home."

She tilted her head, looking longingly: "Brother Ya, just thinking about this kind of life makes me feel so happy."

There is no need to point Mao up.

There is no need to review the memorial.

Don't worry about how difficult people's livelihood is and how poor the country is.

Yun Ya'er ignored her, came out with hot porridge, and started cursing again: "Get out and eat."

"I'm coming."

In the afternoon, Su Liuyu went down to fish in the river, and the two agreed to cook sweet and sour fish today, and Su Liuyu brought all the seasonings from Zhang Cuijuan.

She had been arguing with a group of village friends all afternoon, covered in water, rolled up her trousers, twisted two big crucian carp, and entered the yard.

"Huh? You actually opened the field in the west corner, so I'll plant some onions tomorrow."

When Su Liuyu came back tomorrow, she let out another surprise.

"Who gave this chicken? How many days will it take? Should we stew it or braise it?"

Another day later, she looked at the yard in surprise again.

"Brother Ya, you actually planted a tree in the yard, so you can enjoy the shade in the coming year."

"Brother Ya, why are you so capable?"

"Brother Ya, you are too kind."

"Can you shut up?"

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That night.

Yun Ya'er was awakened by a series of thin and broken sounds.

On the bed, with her thin body behind her back, her voice was low and depressed.

He touched her wrist and put his slender fingertips on her pulse.

This is not the first time this sound has been heard. In the past few nights, every time I fell asleep, it would haunt my ears.

Painful, depressing, broken voice.

Take your pulse every night.

The melancholy between his brows deepened day by day.

The enemy camp fought furiously all night, and the internal force tore apart the dantian, making it impossible to practice martial arts.

Even the meridians of the whole body are extremely fragile.

The surging internal force swept through all limbs and bones that day, and the body has reached its limit, and there is no medicine to heal it.

She is used to being patient.

Also in the dream, the pain was so severe that I unconsciously exhaled in pain.

Yun Ya'er checked her pulse and stared at the beam above her head.

"You are not suitable for Taoism." In his memory, an ethereal voice rang in his mind: "You have no Taoism."

"What is Dao Xin?"

"Why do you heal people?"

"Study medicine."

"Why do you practice Taoism?"

"Inheritance division."

Why heal people?

He looked at the back figure who was huddled in the corner, and covered her with the quilt again.

"Why do you heal people?"

The sound that seemed far away sounded again.

"I want to save people."

For the first time, he replied calmly in his heart.

Close your eyes, listen to the small humming sound, and repeat one more sentence.

I want to save people.

save someone.

keep her alive.

The days go by so fast.

The chickens in the yard grew up, and Su Liuyu wanted to stew them every day when she saw them.

Serve with red wine.

Today is half a month.

Peddler will come to the village.

Su Liuyu dragged Yun Ya'er up early in the morning.

He has been injured for half a month, and he is almost healed.

"Brother Ya, let's go to town with the shopkeeper today, get up quickly." She said again: "Filt the wine for me first, I can't do it alone."

In fact, she can make twenty altars of wine.

But there is free labor, she still wants to use it.

Yun Ya'er didn't sleep well last night and got a headache from her noise, so she immediately began to scold:

"Are you annoying or not? It's so noisy."

"Can you get up quickly, I'm starving to death."

"Just starve to death."

Su Liuyu lifted his quilt and kicked him: "Then I will make a fire myself."

Yun Ya'er opened her feet, feeling disgusted.

The day before yesterday, Su Liuyu lit a fire and almost blew up the stove.

"Brother Ya, I know you are the best."

Su Liuyu shouted at his back.

"Shut up you."

The two filtered the wine early in the morning, removing the pulp and skin, leaving only the pure wine.

The wine is fragrant and has a delicate fragrance, but it tastes sour and it will take several months to brew.

But Su Liuyu is confident and can sell it.

With so much wine in exchange for a few liang of travel fare to the mansion, she is still sure.

Su Liuyu brought a pot of sample wine and was going to wait for the shopkeeper in the village.

"Brother Ya, wait for me to come back at home." She instructed: "If the salesman doesn't buy it, we will go out to the town with him."

Yun Ya'er watched her holding the wine, walked a few steps, was about to go back to the house, and found her walking back again.

"Brother Ya, pack up the house, we don't have any luggage, let's make some rough cakes and eat on the way."

"you are annoying."

Yun Ya'er turned around and went back to the house, and started washing rice, fetching water, and lighting a fire.

These tasks have become more and more proficient recently.

Suddenly, the courtyard door was opened, and there was a series of footsteps.

"It's not over, why bother?" He said impatiently without looking back.

"The Taoist priest has a big temper."

A cold voice came in from the yard.

The visitor came in a plain Taoist robe, a dust whisk, and a light gauze bamboo hat. He was as idle as a fairy, and his words were thorny.

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