A day and a half later, the second batch of drinks was ready.

The sweetness and alcohol flavor are similar to those of the one bought in Fucheng, but the taste is slightly crisper.

Yan Qiu's work was even better; Shui Qing, who didn't like drinking rice wine but only liked eating fermented rice, almost fell in love with drinking rice wine.

After comparing the alcohol yield, Shuiqing was very satisfied.

The others were even more satisfied.

After the selection of the wine makers was finalized, production was increased. After all, the wine needed to be transported to the prefectural city for sale, and they couldn't produce it one pound at a time.

But since it was only the second time I'd made it, I was afraid of ruining the rice, so I made it in small batches, ten pounds of rice at a time, letting it cool, mixing it with yeast, putting it in a basin, and then moving it into the house and wrapping it in a cotton quilt.

The current temperature is estimated to be around 20 degrees Celsius, and the optimal fermentation time for rice wine is around 30 degrees Celsius, so it is still necessary to wrap it in a cotton quilt to accelerate fermentation.

When it gets colder, we'll have to move it into the kitchen.

The foundation for the house has been laid, and the entire house, including the chicken coop, rabbit pen, pigsty, and drainage ditches, has been dug.

It took several days, but both Shuiqing and Fan Jin felt it was worth it.

Sharpening your axe won't delay your woodcutting work. It takes time and effort now, but it will be so much more comfortable when there's no flooding during heavy rains later.

The day before the wine was to be bottled, Fanhe hired an older boy from the village for five coins a day to go to his own bamboo mountain to cut bamboo and make bamboo tubes.

Each one costs two coins, so Fan He worked extra hard.

The hired teenager also worked extra hard!

On the day they were to sell rice wine, the whole family, including Hu's mother Hu Wenhua, got up before dawn.

First, Hu's mother went to the kitchen to start a fire, boil water for washing, and cook corn porridge. She then scooped out some pickled vegetables to eat with the porridge.

Fan went in to cut grass and feed the cattle.

I carefully wiped down the cart that I had washed clean yesterday.

Cleanliness and hygiene are very important in the food business.

The thatched hut was even darker. Hu Wenhua easily carried the wooden buckets and small water vats from the main room to the open space outside and placed them there.

"Uncle is amazing! My older brother and I carried the water vat together, but Uncle lifted it up all by himself with ease," Fan He said enviously from the side.

Hu Wenhua grinned and said, "Just grow up to be as big as your uncle and have the same build as him!"

Fan He glanced at his uncle's burly and robust physique, then at his father's slender figure, and lowered his head without saying a word.

If he could choose, he would prefer to have a build like his father.

Fan Jiang is now a miniature version of Hu Wenhua. Upon hearing this, he quickly looked up at his uncle and nodded emphatically: "I want to be as strong as my uncle!"

The uncle and nephew grinned at the same time, their physiques and expressions were exactly the same.

As soon as Shui Qing came out, she saw two burly men grinning in the cool morning light and was startled.

She yawned and cautioned, "Don't scare people if there's nothing wrong."

It wouldn't be good if it scared someone.

Hu Wenhua: ......

Fan Jiang: ......

"Mother, do you think it's okay if I cover it with a layer of gauze to filter it?" Xinghui called out worriedly from the other end.

She wasn't very good at brewing wine, but she could still help out.

Shui Qing leaned over for a look and said, "As long as no rice grains get in, it's fine."

She turned to Hu Wenhua and instructed, "Little brother, once the Star Return Filter is finished, move half of it to the kitchen."