Aside from Shui Qing and Fan Jin, everyone else still felt heartbroken.

Fan Jiang summarized his experience, saying, "Shouldn't I have used my hands? I should have used chopsticks to stir it!"

Upon hearing that they should use chopsticks to stir, the other three immediately became anxious.

They mixed it by hand too!

The second one was made by Xinghui.

When the cotton cloth was lifted, there were no black hairs or spots, and the people who had been surrounding them immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Shuiqing scooped a few spoonfuls and placed them in the bowls in front of everyone for them to taste.

"Sour?"

"It is indeed a bit sour."

It's fine for our own consumption, but we definitely can't sell it.

Xinghui retreated to the side, looking dejected.

After two consecutive failures, Mrs. Hu frowned, her mind heavy with worry.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's rare to succeed the first time. Just keep trying," Shui Qing reassured her.

Mother Hu was thinking that it was precious rice, and how much would be wasted if it wasn't cooked well.

Unexpectedly, the third Hu mother's attempt was a success!

"Mom's is different! It's sweet and has a wine flavor!" Hu Wenhua exclaimed joyfully after taking a bite.

"It's delicious! This tastes even better than rice wine!" the children exclaimed in delight.

Shuiqing also thinks that fermented rice wine tastes better than regular rice wine, but most people who buy regular rice wine are men, and they prefer rice wine with a stronger alcohol content.

With Hu's mother backing them up, the group felt somewhat more at ease.

The last one to be served was made by Yan Qiu.

As soon as the lid is opened, a sweet aroma of fermented rice fills the air.

"Strange, the rice was soaked for the same time, the steaming time was the same, the yeast was the same, and the method was the same, so how come the rice my sister makes smells so good!" Fan Jiang frowned, unable to understand.

Shuiqing: .....From a scientific point of view, everyone's hand flora is different, some people are suitable and some are not.

From a metaphysical perspective, there's no logic to it; some people are just born to do this kind of work!

As it turns out, Yan Qiu was practically blessed with good fortune when it came to brewing wine.

The liquor is clear, with a sweet and rich aroma. It has a slightly sweet taste at first sip and a lingering wine fragrance... In short, it's incredibly delicious.

"That's great! Big sister, we can make rice wine and sell it in the prefectural city!" Fan He was very excited and grabbed his sister's hand to plan: "Big sister, you make it at home, and Dad and I will drive the oxcart to the prefectural city to sell it!"

"I'll use some of the money to buy rice to continue making rice, and the rest to buy rabbits, sheep, and piglets to raise. Once they're grown, their meat and fur can be sold, and the money will continue to grow."

Shuiqing: .....You're putting nested dolls here.

The chicken-and-egg dilemma never ends.

In the end, Yan Qiu and Hu's mother continued to add spring water for secondary fermentation.

What Fan Jiang made could only be thrown away—he was afraid to feed it to chickens, as it would be a loss if they got sick.

Xinghui made it by mixing half of the ingredients with flour to make fermented rice buns and pancakes, and mixing the other half with rice flour to make steamed cakes.

Holding the soft and fluffy rice cake, Mrs. Hu was reluctant to eat it, and kept exclaiming, "It's as soft as cotton. I never thought that such a small amount of rice flour could be used to make such a big cake."

Hu Wenhua took a big bite and swallowed it quickly, saying, "If Xinghui's cooking is this delicious, wouldn't Yanqiu's be even better!"

Thinking that her mother's cooking was better than Xinghui's made her even happier.

But what Hu's mother was thinking was: These rice cakes are so delicious and affordable, we could totally make them and sell them.