After several days of rain, Qingliuzhai finally welcomed its first sunny day.

Shi Jin originally planned to return to Chuncheng that day, but he could not resist Aqiu's invitation and finally decided to stay for two more days.

The weather cleared up, and Aqiu's grandmother, Aunt Chen, finally came out of the house.

Aunt Chen is a little old lady with gray hair. She is not in good health, but she is full of energy and spirit. She looks at people with a smile while leaning on a cane, and looks very happy.

When she heard that Shi Jin knew Yu Ci, she smiled so much that her eyes curved. She took Shi Jin's hand, sat in the living room and started chatting with him.

Within two minutes, Shi Jin had successfully learned all the embarrassing things that happened to Yu Ci between the ages of 1 and 8.

Until Qiu came to ask Aunt Chen to go back to her room to rest, she still had some regrets and promised Shi Jin: "Shi boy, I'll come and talk to you this afternoon."

A smile appeared in Shi Jin's eyes: "Okay."

Seeing Ah Qiu helping Aunt Chen into the room, Yu You, who had been watching from the side, came over and said, "Brother Shi Jin, how many days are you going to stay here?"

"Two or three days." Shi Jin thought for a moment and said, "What about you?"

"Me too." Yu You scratched his head. "By the way, I just heard from Sister Qiu that there is a brewery in town. I want to go check it out. Do you want a piece?"

"Wine shop?"

Yu You nodded: "Yes, it seems to be some kind of Qionghua wine or pear blossom wine, I can't remember clearly, so I thought of going over to take a look."

Shi Jin thought that he was fine, so he agreed.

Before leaving, he turned his head and glanced upstairs.

Yu You saw his hesitation and waved his hand: "Brother Yu Ci went out early in the morning. He is not upstairs. Let's go by ourselves."

Shi Jin withdrew his gaze and walked out of the door.

The moist air after the rain is mixed with the bitter scent of wet earth. It’s hard to describe how special it is, but it smells particularly good.

Shi Jin liked this smell very much. He walked slowly on the bluestone road, his steps neither fast nor slow.

Compared to the sparsely populated village when it rained the previous two days, Qingliu Village is exceptionally lively at this moment.

The village is not big, and everyone is a familiar neighbor. From time to time, two families on the stilt houses on the roadside would chat across a narrow alley.

There is a small stall selling breakfast on the roadside. In front of the stall is a big pot. Hot water is bubbling in the pot. The fumigating steam transmits the hot air into the steamer, and the unique aroma of pasta spreads in the air.

There were a few children gathered in front of the stall, and Shi Jin felt that they looked familiar.

Yu You recognized them immediately: "Aren't those the little brats who did homework with Arnold that day?"

The boys who were called brats turned around and retorted: "We are not brats."

"Okay, okay." Yu You responded perfunctorily, walked up and touched the head of one of the children: "What are you buying here?"

"Breakfast." A bald boy answered loudly, "The school didn't prepare breakfast today, so the principal asked us to go out and buy some from Aunt Zhao Zhao."

Another boy in a red vest saw Shi Jin and happily stepped forward to hold his hand: "Brother Shi Jin, do you want to eat anything? I'll treat you!"

Shi Jin vaguely recognized from his voice that this boy seemed to be Ashan who played the flying vehicle with him that day.

He curled the corners of his lips: "Okay, recommend me something to eat."

"That's too much. Everything here is delicious, Aunt Zhao." Ah Shan counted on his fingers: "White rice cake, glutinous rice cake, Qiongye cake, and more..."

He got stuck while counting, and after thinking for a long time with his eyes open, he still couldn't figure it out: "I forgot the rest."

Sister Zhao was busy with her work with her back turned for a while, and when she turned around she found that a customer had come to the stall.

She reached out and wiped the water stains on her apron, then walked over to the bubbling pot. "Why are you standing there without calling me? Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Before Shi Jin could say anything, several children started talking at once.

The result of all the chattering was that Sister Zhao couldn't hear anyone's words.

But she was obviously very familiar with this situation. She stood there expressionlessly for a few seconds with her hands on her hips, and her chattering gradually died down.

Sister Zhao then smiled and said, "Come on, tell us one by one. Ah Shan, you go first. What do you want?"

Ah Shan was still holding Shi Jin's hand. Hearing this, he stood on tiptoe and took a look: "I want three white rice cakes!"

Sister Zhao took a bag and put the food in it for him, then asked the other children.

After the children had received their breakfast, she smiled apologetically at Shi Jin and Yu You, "Sorry for keeping you waiting. The children have to go to school, so I'll prepare it for them first."

Shi Jin nodded slightly to show his understanding.

Yu You also waved his hands and said it was okay: "What can we eat?"

Sister Zhao lifted the lid of the steamer: "The white rice cakes and glutinous rice cakes have just been steamed, but the glutinous rice cakes will take a while longer."

"There's some freshly cooked sour rice porridge and magnolia dew in there. I haven't had time to move them out yet. If you want them, I'll move them out right away."

Yu You was very interested: "Okay."

Ashan still held Shi Jin's hand and refused to leave.

Sister Zhao glanced at him before entering and reminded him: "Ashan, if you don't leave now, you will be late for class."

The boy in the red vest said reluctantly: "But I haven't invited Brother Shi Jin to have breakfast yet."

Shi Jin touched his head and said, "You can come to the inn to find me after class."

Ah Shan's eyes lit up: "Okay, we have a deal."

Shi Jin curved her eyes and said, "It's settled."

Only then did Ashan happily let go of his hand, jumped and went to school with his friends.

Sister Zhao put the porridge on the shelf. After hearing the end of Ah Shan's words, she looked at Shi Jin with some surprise: "This is the first time I see Ah Shan like someone so much."

Shi Jin: "Maybe it was because I played flying chess with him once."

"Come, be careful of the heat." Sister Zhao said as she opened the lid of the porridge bucket. A large cloud of hot steam came out of the porridge bucket. The white mist dissipated, revealing the porridge water with a light yellow color inside.

The rich rice aroma mixed with a slight sour fragrance makes people drool.

Yu You couldn't help himself first: "Give me a bowl of this porridge, and two white rice cakes and two glutinous rice cakes."

"Dele."

Sister Zhao neatly packed rice cakes for him in a bag and took a bowl to serve sour rice porridge.

Yu You slurped his saliva and looked at Shi Jin: "Brother Shi Jin, what are you eating?"

Shi Jin hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe we should order white flower dew and white rice cake."

Sister Zhao: "How many white rice cakes do you want?"

"Two, please." Shi Jin took out his phone and scanned the code: "How much is it in total? Including the ones for the children just now."

Sister Zhao packed the rice cakes and took a cup to fill with the Viburnum Dew: "The school will reimburse them. Just record it in the account every month. You don't have to pay."

Shi Jin insisted, so Sister Zhao had to do the math: "A total of 27."

Shi Jin paid the money and took the rice cake and jade flower dew from Sister Zhao.

The white rice cake has just come out of the pot. The soft and glutinous surface is still covered with white mist, mixed with the fragrance of rice. It is particularly tempting, but a little hot.

Shi Jin felt a little helpless holding the paper-wrapped white rice cake. She tried to hold back but couldn't, so she put the paper package on the shelf in front of the stall.

Seeing this, Sister Zhao quickly found a bag and said, "Oh, you must have been burned. Look at me, I'm such a fool that I didn't notice that it was hot right out of the pot. Come, put it in a bag."

The hot white rice cakes were packed into bags, and other people in the village came to buy breakfast one after another, so Sister Zhao started to get busy.

Shi Jin stepped back with the white rice cake in his hand, and saw Yu You grimace in pain as he ate the cake because of the burn.

Seeing Shi Jin looking at him, Yu You swallowed the rice cake in his mouth and pointed to the road ahead: "The wine shop is just ahead, just keep going."

As we went forward, we passed by vegetable stalls, butcher shops selling meat, and even a spice stall specializing in selling spices.

The scent of spices can be smelled from a long distance away, and the whole street seems to be filled with this unique aroma.

But soon the smell was replaced by another, more powerful aroma.

The rich aroma of wine wafted around, and Yu You suddenly felt that his sour rice porridge no longer tasted good.

He took two sips without any taste and looked at Shi Jin: "Is your Qionghua Dew delicious?"

Shi Jin pursed her lips: "Not bad."

Yu You's eyes flickered to the Qionghua Dew he had just taken a sip of, and he tactfully changed the subject: "Yes, we're at the wine shop, it's just in front."

Shi Jin followed his finger and looked forward.

The aroma of wine came from a stilt house next to the bluestone slabs. The first floor of the stilt house was filled with jars of various sizes, all sealed with red cloth and neatly arranged.

Yu You walked in front and went upstairs first.

The second floor is a semi-open platform with a large pot in the middle, which seems to be cooking something. The air is filled with the rich aroma of wine, occasionally mixed with the fragrance of glutinous rice.

Seeing the guests coming, the woman who was cooking something by the pot stood up and said with a bright smile: "Are you here to drink wine?"

Yu You was a little curious: "What are the characteristics of your place?"

The woman called another person to watch the pot, and then led them to the closed hall on the other side: "The wine that is produced in abundance in Qingliu Village is this Qionghua wine, which is fermented from Qionghua and glutinous rice. There is also this Shaodaozi, but Shaodaozi has a high alcohol content. Generally, we recommend that customers try it first to see if it suits their taste before buying it."

“Another popular model is this one…”

Yu You and the woman started a discussion about the types of wine.

Shi Jin doesn't drink and doesn't know much about alcohol, so after getting the woman's consent, he looked around.

As he looked, he went back to the big pot where something was simmering.

The man who took over the cooking from the woman was a man in his forties. Seeing Shi Jin, he seemed very curious about what he was cooking: "Why, are you interested in these?"

Shi Jin nodded: "Yeah."

He looked at the smoking pot and asked, "What's cooking here?"

"This is glutinous rice." The uncle replied with a smile: "The steamed glutinous rice is then fermented and brewed into rice wine. Smell it, isn't the fragrance of this glutinous rice very special?"

Shi Jin sniffed lightly, and indeed smelled a special fragrance in the aroma of glutinous rice: "What is this?"

"This is magnolia, grown in our village." The uncle raised his chin complacently and said, "Our winery is most famous for magnolia wine. When there were many tourists in the past, we couldn't even keep up with the supply of this wine."

"Right now..."

"Forget it." The uncle suddenly looked up at Shi Jin and said, "I see you are very interested in this wine. Do you want to try some?"

Shi Jin hesitated.

The uncle didn't notice his hesitation. He turned around and carefully took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet behind him: "This bottle is my treasured collection, a 30-year-old wine. I have never been willing to drink it."

He found a small cup and poured out some, as if offering a treasure: "Come, have a taste, this is good stuff."

The author has something to say:

Do you remember that our child had a one-cup-pour attribute? (laughs)