The two little ones squatted obediently beside the fire, drooling from their mouths without any manner.

As there was still some time left to roast the chicken, Xu Qingzhi cooked some rice and headed for the orchard.

In a single vineyard, the grapes are growing well.

Although it is a vineyard, there are several varieties of grapes planted, including Queen Nina, Sunshine Rose, Kyoho Grape, Cabernet Sauvignon and so on.

It’s just that some varieties are planted more frequently, while others are planted just to try their flavor.

The same is true for the grapes outside, except that they don't grow as fast as those in the spiritual space. They will taste better when they are riper next month.

In her hands she held a bamboo dustpan bought from outside and a pair of scissors.

The scissors have been sterilized and a whole bunch of Cabernet Sauvignon grapes are cut.

There were two big eaters there. To make wine, one bunch of grapes was certainly not enough, so she cut a few more bunches and filled the winnowing basket to the brim.

The glass jar used to make bayberry wine last year is still there, but she has no interest in making bayberry wine this year. She had already made up her mind that since she had planted grapes, she would make wine this year.

When she was in the world of immortal cultivation, she brewed wine by herself to celebrate her master’s birthday that year, and everyone said it tasted delicious.

But there were many people and little wine, so she only had a light taste.

The two little ones also like to drink it, so this time I simply brewed a few big jars of it.

The grapes grown in the spiritual space are already rich in spiritual energy, and she has never used any pesticides.

Just use the dust cleaning technique to remove the dust on the surface.

In addition, the fruit powder on the surface contains natural yeast, which also helps the subsequent fermentation. You don’t have to worry about the grapes being unclean even if you don’t wash them.

The grapes were picked one by one, and the flesh was full and there were no rotten ones.

While I was working on the grapes, I picked a few and tasted one. It was very sweet.

The grapes are put into the container and crushed.

Then add a layer of grapes and a layer of rock sugar.

Mainly because she had an incident once, she was extra cautious when doing these things.

A while ago, the owner of the oil press gave her several large bags of rapeseed cake. She happened to be interested in composting this year and planned to make some water-soluble fertilizer.

She added water and brown sugar to the crushed rapeseed cake. In less than a day, when she went to let the air out, the bottle cap exploded in her hand, and the contents burst out from the bottle mouth. The rapeseed cake inside could be seen tumbling violently with the naked eye.

The fermented taste is also very intoxicating.

Then, she gave up the idea of ​​fermenting water-soluble fertilizer and decided to just pile up the soil.

The principles of these fermentations are mostly similar, so she was particularly careful when making wine this time, and made sure to leave enough room for fermentation.

Using this method, she made three large jars of wine.

Move them one by one to the thatched hut warehouse.

Next, turn it on and stir it once a day.

The grapes will float up, so the grapes on top need to be pressed down. This step is also called capping in the winemaking process.

These floating grapes are called wine caps.

This is done to increase oxygen, which can help the yeast ferment more fully and effectively prevent harmful bacteria from forming on the top layer of grapes.

After a while, when the fermentation is complete, filter out the liquid. After the second fermentation, the taste will become purer and more delicious.

Xu Qingzhi doesn’t necessarily enter the spiritual space every day. After he is done with his work, he will pass on the follow-up steps to the two little ones.

The two little ones, who were gnawing on the chicken legs with oil dripping from their mouths, nodded in agreement.

Xu Qingzhi watched them eat so happily and ruthlessly complained: "If anyone gives you a roasted chicken leg, they can help you count the money after they are sold."

The crow raised its little head and retorted: "Haha~" No way, I'm a smart crow.