"Sister, can you make some fried peanuts for Fourth Brother?"
"Okay, would you like to have a couple of drinks?"
Cen Zixiang's eyes lit up: "Sister, is the wine ready to drink? I would have forgotten if you hadn't told me."
Chen Ye... She also forgot about that. The main reason was that the wine had to ferment after it was made, and it would be forgotten if it took a long time.
"Hey, have you forgotten about it? This is your first time, right? Can you drink it?"
Chen Ye ignored Cen Zixiang who was making fun of him, quickly put on his home jacket, opened the door and went to the cellar in the second yard. Things that were not often used were kept in the cellar here.
Cen Zixiang quickly put on his coat and followed Ye Zi. The brother and sister went down to the cellar one after the other. There was almost no pickled vegetables or meat here, and no other mixed smells, only a faint aroma of wine.
When we harvested wild grapes in the autumn, we harvested too many at once, so Chen Ye made a lot of wine. He made four jars that were as high as his calves. Chen Ye was so distressed by the rock sugar that he felt a toothache while storing it.
Cen Zixiang sniffed: "You know what, this smells like a wine cellar."
Chen Ye...listen to what I'm saying.
"Sister, how much alcohol did you put in here? Why does it smell so strongly of alcohol?"
Chen Ye pointed to a cabinet to the side, and Cen Zixiang opened it casually. When he saw the ten or so bottles of white wine inside, his eyes widened: "No, you don't drink, so why did you bring back so much white wine?"
"Most of them were brought by people who came to see our master, and some were our master's benefits. Not many bottles were bought by me." She didn't have the ability to bring back so much old wine.
Of course, my grandmother knows about these wines. My grandfather also knows that there is wine, but he doesn’t know how much. The cellar here is not open to my grandfather.
"Tsk tsk tsk, there are also Moutai and Wuliangye, these are all famous liquors, sister, please leave them alone, they will be very valuable in a few decades."
"Ah! Really? Will we still be alive at that time?" Chen Ye said sarcastically.
"What are you talking about? I, your fourth brother, will definitely live a hundred years. If there weren't any special circumstances, we should both still be alive."
"Okay, then I will keep these two things and not drink them in the future." The key point is that no one in the family drinks alcohol at all, and they only drink a little when people come over occasionally.
Chen Ye opened the seal of a jar in the corner, and a stronger aroma of wine came out: "Fourth brother, come over and see if this is right?"
She had only seen the production steps, and it was her first time making it, let alone drinking it.
Cen Zixiang swallowed the saliva in his mouth and came over, turning on the flashlight in his hand. There was light in the cellar, but it was too dim to see clearly. Then he saw the clear red color in the jar and the unique aroma of wine.
"Not bad, it worked on my first try. Don't worry, it's drinkable now. If it's not done well, there will be white pulp on it, or it will even grow hair. I won't taste it if I don't do it well."
Indeed, Chen Ye is a man who is always well-equipped with small gadgets. When he opened the wine jar, he saw a wooden barrel standing beside it, in which were placed two wine strainers, one large and one small, and two wooden funnels.
"Tsk tsk, you've prepared everything. Are you planning on filling the bottle with this wine?"
"Yes, the wine bottles are ready. I boiled them in water after buying them, then dried them in the sun. They are in the basket inside. Fourth brother, bring them over and we'll fill two bottles and drink."
Chen Ye felt that since there was no liquor in it, she should be able to drink it.
"Okay, fill a few more bottles. If they taste good, I'll take two bottles back."
"Okay, if you like it, you can make more next year. No one eats wild grapes anyway. They're too sour. It just takes too much sugar. I've used up all the rock sugar."
Chen Ye's heart started to twitch when talking about rock sugar. Although the rock sugar was not bought with his own money, he didn't waste it like that.
"Think of it this way. Those rock candies only cost a few dollars. Look at what you got in exchange for four large jars of wine. Just think about how many bottles these four large jars can hold. Isn't it worth it if you calculate it this way?"
Chen Ye...you are really good at guiding people.
With the wine strainer and funnel, the two empty bottles were soon filled. "Sister, while you're frying peanuts, can you also fry some mushrooms?"
Did you see the dried mushrooms she soaked? Is this person born in the Year of the Dog?
"Okay, what else do you want to eat?" How could his own brother really be reluctant to give him food?
"I remember there were meatballs. Can we just fry them and eat them as is?"
"No, you've memorized everything in my cellar? No, I remember putting these meatballs in the box outside. You haven't even put them in that box?"
"Haha, haha, look at what you said. It's because I have a very good memory. I remembered it after just one look."
"Okay, okay, I'll make them all for you, okay?"
In this restaurant, the guy ordered several dishes in a short time, and all of them needed to be fried. They must be so short of oil. I guess the soybean oil is not tasty, otherwise he would have drunk all the oil in the bottle.
Looking at the table full of delicious food and the bright red wine in the glass, the happiest person would be the old man. Although the wine was not strong, it was still wine after all.
Chen Ye poured a glass of wine for his grandmother: "Grandma, try it too. There's no alcohol in it. I heard that a small glass a day can help to invigorate the blood circulation. See if you can get used to it. If you can, drink a small glass every day."
"Really?" The old lady had eaten and drunk everything, but what she drank before was red wine imported from abroad, which she didn't like because it tasted sour, and she had never heard of this function.
"Really? I can still lie to you. Try it first."
Chen Ye just took a sip. It was sour and sweet and quite delicious, with a bit of grape juice flavor. It was also thanks to her that she didn't skimp on the ingredients out of concern. If she had put less rock sugar, it would definitely not taste so good.
"How is it?" Chen Ye asked as he watched his grandmother take a sip.
The old lady smacked her lips and said, "It tastes quite good, not spicy or sour at all." How could it not taste good with so much rock sugar in it?
The old man couldn't wait to take a sip, smacking his lips and saying with some regret: "It tastes good, but it doesn't taste like alcohol."
The old lady rolled her eyes at the old man and said, "Don't even think about drinking if you want. We agreed to give you one small drink every two weeks, so that's half a month. Not even a day in advance."
"Eat quickly, are you still not satisfied with all these delicious foods?"
The old man sighed regretfully, thinking that it would be great if he could have a sip of white wine with so many delicious dishes.
He picked up a long, golden fried object and asked, "What is this?"
"Fried mushrooms. There are no fresh mushrooms at this time, so I can only soak the dried mushrooms, coat them with batter, and fry them. Do you want to try them?"
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