Chapter 218 Wine
Two months passed in a flash.
The fruits were almost sold out. They had been sold for more than two months, and Sister Ying had a great time.
I've been walking with the wind for the past two months.
Now that the fruit garden is out of season, I was thinking of closing the fruit shop and coming back next spring.
But regular customers who bought fruits frequently stopped her and asked her not to close the door.
I'm looking forward to buying New Year's goods from her during the Spring Festival.
Once winter comes, fruit becomes a luxury.
But no matter how luxurious you are, there will always be times when you feel hungry and want to eat.
I've been eating apples and pears for so many years that I'm tired of them.
I want to eat some fresh fruit but have no access to it.
But things were different for Sister Ying. Shen Qingyue needed too much.
Almost every day a truckload of goods is brought back from the provincial capital.
Bringing a few boxes of fruit is just a piece of cake, no effort at all.
Mrs. Ying thought, why use it if there is such a convenient way.
So the fruit shop remained open.
Although there are no local fruits, the customer base has been cultivated. Whenever people in the county want to try their luck with fruits, they come to their group.
Now there is no fruit at other people's place.
But Shen Qingyue still had dozens of large watermelons stored in her cold storage. If she cut one every day, she could eat them until the New Year.
There are also wild grapes newly picked this year.
This kind of grape tastes very sour and is inedible, so Mr. Chen uses it to make wine.
Shen Qingyue cooperates with Mr. Chen.
Shen Qingyue provided over a thousand kilograms of grapes, rock sugar, wine jars, koji, and the like, while Old Chen provided the technology.
We agreed to split the brew equally.
It has been soaked for two full months and is only being opened today.
The aroma of grapes comes out right after opening it, and it tastes like grape juice. It only has a slight alcoholic taste towards the end!
It’s really delicious.
Shen Qingyue wanted to drink more.
Old Chen stopped her and said, "Hey, although this is delicious, it's quite strong. Just drink a small cup a day. Don't drink too much."
"Okay." Shen Qingyue agreed readily.
The two of them split the bill.
Each person was given twenty jars, each jar weighing fifteen or sixteen pounds of wine.
Shen Qingyue said, "The wild grapes didn't taste good. I wanted to pull up the vines and plant better ones. This wine is so delicious, I'd better keep it!"
Chen Laodao: "Oh, don't pull it out, this wild grape is the best for making wine."
Mr. Chen had used grapes bought from the market before, but they were not sour or sweet enough.
The quality of the wine that came out was also mediocre.
Unlike the one brewed this time, it is sweet and sour, with a sweet aftertaste of wine.
The main thing is that these wild grapes are good.
Shen Qingyue said: "Well, then don't pull it out."
Take one of the twenty jars of wine back to the village chief and Aunt Dahua.
The rest is consumed slowly.
Girls can also drink fruit wine, and drinking less wine is good for the body. Her family just happened to have more girls.
Old Chen asked someone to put twenty jars of wine in Chen Huai’s basement!
That’s right, Chen Huai’s two-story house has also been built.
His requirements were a large kitchen, ample basement storage, and plenty of rooms.
Zhou Jinbao built him a 15-room house in one go: eight on the first floor and seven on the second floor. There were kitchens on both the first and second floors, and a basement underneath!
Now everyone has moved in.
Fat chef Chen Huai is fat, and his garden house is also fatter than others, just like him.
Now the fat chef Chen Huai and his ten apprentices and their master have all moved there.
There are only three left. This year, the brothers wrote to me, saying that they would like to come here with their families to celebrate the New Year.
Fat chef Chen Huai always asks Shen Qingyue to help buy New Year's goods.
I have stored a lot of good things until now.
Mr. Chen moved the wine to the basement.
Several young disciples were very greedy. They were in their twenties and they were most greedy for wine. And they all wanted to drink the wine brewed by their master.
Old Chen knew what these greedy little cats were thinking, so he said, "Let's open a jar today. But let's make it clear in advance that you can't drink too much. Don't delay your work tomorrow."
Chen Lao's disciples and grandchildren immediately cheered and rejoiced: "That's great."
"Master, you are wise."
"Then I'll prepare some snacks to go with the wine tonight."
"Yes, yes, yes. I'll go over there and cast a net to see if I can catch some small fish. We can fry them and eat them later."
"Then I'll make some mixed vegetables and stir-fry some peanuts."
These people are completely accustomed to life in the village.
Suddenly someone said, "We're not in a hurry. I heard in the news that they were going to slaughter pigs soon."
This one sentence made everyone's heart surge.
The master's uncle had given pork to the master once before, and that country pig was so delicious.
It is said that the pig-killing dishes are more delicious.
It would be great if we could eat the pig-killing dish and drink some wine.
Old Chen raised his eyebrows and said to Chen Huai, "It's going to snow soon these days, and it's freezing outside. It's like a natural refrigerator. We can store some meat there."
In fact, even if Mr. Chen didn't remind him, Chen Huai still planned to buy half a pig.
There are so many of them that they can eat until the New Year, and the senior brothers will also come during the New Year.
I'm afraid half a pig is not enough, I have to buy a whole one.
Chen Laodao said, "I don't know how many to kill." Last time, we killed twenty. In the end, only two or three were left.
Now the reputation of Liujia Village’s delicious pigs has spread to the county. Everyone wants to buy them, and the villagers have money now.
Seeing that the Chinese New Year is approaching, I will definitely buy more than last time.
"I don't know." Chen Huai asked his master, "Will you leave some for my brothers this time?"
The last time we slaughtered the pig, they were so happy.
At the end of the letter, I always try to ask them to leave some pork for them.
Chen Laodao: "Don't keep it."
Last time, in order to save pork for them, he went to pickle ham and make pork ribs and sausage, and he was very tired.
As a master, he not only doesn't need his disciples to be filial to him in his old age, but he also has to serve them. Old Chen is unhappy!
Chen Huaixin was a fat man with a kind heart, so he just listened to his master.
After hearing what my master said, I didn’t think much about it.
Take a nap at noon and get ready to work in the afternoon.
However, Chen's disciples had some ideas. They went out during lunch break to call their master to inform him of the news.
"Master, we're going to slaughter pigs again. Master said he won't tell you."
"Don't, the pork we had last time was delicious, but I still couldn't get enough. This time, please buy some for me. Good disciple, Master will give you twenty yuan as a reward for your hard work."
"..." Almost every disciple of Master Chen said something similar.
Old Chen’s disciples were anxiously waiting to slaughter the pig!
But after the news spread, there was silence for a few days. No news, so I thought I'd ask around.
This made the villagers anxious, and they kept asking Shen Qingyue when she would slaughter the pig.
It’s a good time to kill the pig now while your hands are still warm.
After a while, my hands will be frozen and it will be difficult to kill the pig.
Shen Qingyue agreed without saying anything. The large pigs in the pigpen probably didn't gain weight in the winter; each one weighed over 200 kilograms.
The big ones weigh only 270 or 280 kilograms, while the small ones weigh 210 or 220 kilograms.
I've lost more than 100 pounds compared to the last time I slaughtered the pig.
My eldest sister, Chen Mei, has been helping the county with renovations lately and has over 200 houses waiting to be renovated. Many of them are saying they want to get married next spring and are pushing them really hard.
My eldest sister originally wanted to help for a few months, but now she doesn’t have the time.
Shen Qingyue went to Chen Mei to ask about the pig slaughtering.
Everyone has their own expertise. Even though Shen Qingyue is good at making money, when it comes to slaughtering and raising pigs, the eldest sister knows more.
In order to raise pigs, my eldest sister read seven or eight books related to pig farming.
Chen Mei said, "Kill it. It won't gain weight if you keep feeding it. I won't hold the piglet for now."
There were three batches of 100 piglets, and four of them died. Now the piglets are about 100 kilograms.
Chen Mei said, "I'll bring back another hundred in the spring." Although she was helping out, she would visit the pig pen every now and then. There were so many pigs now, the pens were so crowded, and the pigs were not getting fat.
It’s okay to kill him.
Shen Qingyue said: "Okay, then I will go and ask the butcher."
When the butcher's family heard that Shen Qingyue's family was going to slaughter pigs, they immediately became excited: "Kill as many as you want."
"Fifty."
The butcher said, "That will take two days." Then the whole family will have to work together.
Shen Qingyue said: "Okay."
We booked a date for the pig slaughter. The butcher didn't charge any money this time, just the whole pig. The price was about the same.
Shen Qingyue agreed.
After returning, Shen Qingyue hadn't announced it yet, but the whole village knew about it. Now, everyone ran out of the village, some to tell their relatives, and some to go to the bank to withdraw money.
It's very lively.
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