The people who came to the yard left one by one, and the yard suddenly became quiet. The children of several families went home, leaving only the three children of their family playing in the yard. With fewer children, it was not so noisy.

Just when he had some time, Cao Xiangnan began to prepare to make wine. The first step was to wash the grapes.

Seeing his father washing fruits, An An thought it was something delicious, ran over, stood by with a stern face and asked, "Dad, Dad, what is this?" It was almost written on his face that he wanted to eat.

"Ah, open your mouth." Seeing that his son really opened his mouth, Cao Xiangnan picked one without saying a word and put it in his son's mouth. As soon as the fruit was put into his son's mouth, he saw that his face wrinkled into a ball, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Hurry up and spit it out." Qi Wanfeng smiled helplessly at her husband's expression. Seeing the child's wrinkled face, he knew it was too sour, so he quickly stretched out his hand and asked the child to spit out the food in his mouth.

"Dad, you're a bad boy." An An spit out the food in his mouth. Seeing his father laughing, he knew that his father did it on purpose. The pouting mouth could hold pork.

Xiangzi stood aside without saying a word. He had eaten this kind of fruit before and it was very sour. He would not want to eat it. Xingxing didn't understand anything. He wanted to eat it with curiosity in his eyes, but when he saw An An's expression, he immediately moved behind his brother and his eyes became alert.

"Hahahaha..." Cao Xiangnan was very happy, just like all fathers who succeeded in teasing their sons.

"Dad is just teasing you. This thing doesn't taste good. You guys go play over there." Qi Wanfeng saw her husband bullying the child, and she found it funny again, so she coaxed the child to go play.

Seeing that this thing didn't taste good, An An wrinkled her nose, and followed her mother's words to go play. Xiangzi looked at her with curiosity, and said, "You guys go play together." Hearing Mommy calling him to play together, he took A Di and went together.

The water just drawn from the well was dry and cold, and it was used to soak the fruits. All the bad ones had to be picked out. The grains of these wild grapes were relatively small. The grapes of this season were ripe. Although they were small, they were all full of grains.

"…It's very simple to make this fruit wine. We first need to wash the fruit and pick out the bad ones." Cao Xiangnan explained to the person standing by while doing it, telling him what to pay attention to at each step, "Don't wash off the white stuff on the surface, keep it." This layer

on the surface is yeast, and the wine fermentation depends on this layer.

"Cut the grapes one by one after picking, and wash them again, wash these places." Cao Xiangnan explained every step to the person sitting next to him.

After washing, just wait for the water on the surface to dry.

Taking the basin that had been washed and dried beforehand, Cao Xiangnan washed his hands and waited until the water on his hands was dry. He then crushed the grapes in the basin and sprinkled sugar on them. As for the amount, he said, "If you want it to be sweeter, add more sugar. If you don't want it to be too sweet, add less. Our fruits are a bit sour, so we add more." He

wondered if he could cultivate these grapes himself. Wild grapes would be sour because they were dehydrated. Artificially cultivated ones would probably be better than wild ones. "Wanfeng, are there any sweet fruits among these?" he asked.

"Yes, there are, but not many." Qi Wanfeng remembered that he seemed to have eaten sweet ones before, but this fruit was not sweet. He only ate it a few times, and it was when his adoptive father went hunting in the mountains and brought it back to him.

"That's good. We'll look for sweet ones and plant them on a rack in the yard." It's easier to find sweet seeds than sour ones. Grapes are easy to plant. Just cut a branch and stick it in the ground and it will take root and sprout. Then we can find another piece of land to plant.

Sprinkle sugar and mix well, then put it in a jar for fermentation.

"Don't fill the jar full at this time. Leave at least this much space." Cao Xiangnan measured the height of the jar. If it was too full, he was afraid that it would swell and overflow. He had to leave some space.

These were all told to him by the owner of the fruit stall. He didn't know if it would work. Basically, it was done this way. If it didn't work this time, he could just do it a few more times. It would always work.

"Hmm." Qi Wanfeng looked at it and thought it was very simple. He asked with curiosity in his eyes, "Can it really be turned into wine like this?"

"Of course, you will be able to see them turning into wine day by day." Cao Xiangnan nodded with a confident smile on his face.

"Okay." Seeing the smile on her husband's face, Qi Wanfeng believed for no reason that what her husband said would definitely work. These sour fruits can make delicious wine.

The child in his belly kicked him, and he reached out to comfort it.

After sealing the mouth of the jar, Cao Xiangnan moved the jar to a cool place and put it away, waiting for it to ferment completely before it could be made into wine. The production process is really very simple, mainly because people in this world do not know that fruits can be fermented into alcohol. This is also something that people in later generations gradually figured out through trial and error.

"Okay, use chopsticks to press down the grape residue on top every day, and it should be ready in six or seven days." Putting the jars in place was basically done. In the next few days, he would use chopsticks to press down the grapes floating on top to allow air to enter and make the fermentation more even. However, Qi Wanfeng probably wouldn't understand what he said, so Cao Xiangnan said that Qi Wanfeng would understand, and explained it to him in simple and easy-to-understand words, so that he could understand it better.

Not many grapes were picked, and only two small jars were made.

Thinking of the large number of wild grapes in that area, and wondering how much wine could be brewed, Cao Xiangnan really felt that he would wake up with a smile in his dreams.

Qi Wanfeng looked at the two jars with anticipation in his eyes.

This small village is changing quietly. The hard-working men go out to work before dawn, and the virtuous brother can also do some work to help the family. After the family has more income, there is gradually meat on the table, and the children can have full stomachs in a day, with happy smiles on their faces. The life of the family gradually gets better.

The old man sitting in front of the door lowered his head and took a puff of dry cigarette, then looked up at the sky...

Sunrise and sunset, it was another day, and the days were spent in a busy and ordinary way.

The last bit of light in the sky disappeared, and it was getting dark. Every house in the small village had closed its doors. The oil lamps in the houses were still on, and the figures inside were shaking.

In the forest at the foot of the mountain, there was a group of children picking fruits. The older children climbed up the trees, and the fruits on the trees were big and red. The younger children picked them up with baskets below, and soon they could fill up the basket.

The old man who usually came here to pick fruits and sell them in the village no longer picked them to sell in the village. He picked the fruits and carried them to Cao Silang's house. Cao Silang's family would accept these fruits, and he could also exchange them for some money, which was better than him carrying them on his back to sell on weekdays, but he could not make much money in a day. At this time, the fruits in the forest are ripe, and no one is willing to spend money to buy these things. If you want to eat them, you can pick them in the forest.

When they come to pick fruits every day, there is also a group of children here. When they leave, a group of children will follow them.

There are rarely beasts at the foot of this mountain, but it would be dangerous for a group of children to stay here. Cao Silang also asked them to help look after these children. They were all children from the village, and there were also their own children here, so they would help look after them. "Everyone on the tree, come down, we are going back." The old man, who had already filled his backpack with fruits, shouted when the baskets of the children were half full.

The children on the tree heard it, and some of them picked two more big red fruits before jumping down from the tree flexibly, bending over to carry the small backpack and following the old man. The group of children laughed and said, "Look at my basket, look at your basket, whose fruit is bigger and redder than mine? The small ones will not be collected."

In the morning, they would wait on the road for the grandfathers who came here to pick fruits to pass by, and then follow them to come here. When they had picked half a basket of fruits, they would go back with them, otherwise they would not accept them if they returned too late.

This was also a method Cao Xiangnan came up with. He greeted the old man who went to the forest to pick fruits and sell them every day, and told them that he was picking fruits here, and asked them to bring the children from the village with them every day, and bring the children out when they were done. As for the children, he also had his own method, and asked the children to follow the adults, mainly because he was afraid of any danger.

The road from the village to Fenshui Town was gradually advancing. The crops in the fields were planted. The grandfathers and grandmothers in the family went to the fields to plant. The young men and boys went to work. The older children took care of the younger ones without the need for their parents to take care of them. The group of children who were usually tough and noisy were no longer noisy. No one knew where they had gone.

"Hey, where did you get the money?" When the grandmother at home saw the children taking the money home, she didn't know where the children got the money from, and her eyes widened.

"We earned this from selling fruits." The child told his grandmother proudly.

After hearing the children rushing to tell him that they were going to the woods to pick fruits and sell them to Cao Silang's house, he realized that Cao Silang's family was harvesting fruits and the children in the village had been going there to pick them in recent days.

"We went with Grandpa Little Stone. Uncle said that we had to follow Grandpa and come back with him before he would give us the fruit. We followed Grandpa obediently and came back with him."

After hearing this, the smarter brother figured out something. It seemed that Cao Silang was afraid that it would be dangerous for the children to go alone, so he asked the adults to take them with him. "You are really amazing. Remember, you must follow Grandpa closely."

His two children brought him back almost ten big dollars, which was enough to buy a few meals of meat, and more than the money he used to make for shoe soles.

"We will." Children have simple minds. They think about how much money they can make.

After the children brought the money home, the adults at home knew that the children had picked fruits and sold them for money. They now had work to do, and they did not fight with the children for the money. They just reminded them to go with everyone and come back with everyone.

After knowing that the children were safe, the adults were relieved.