Chapter 469 469 Soybean Straw and Winemaking

Chapter 469 469. Soybean stalks and winemaking

As for the dried soybean stalks...

Song Sancheng raised his voice: "Tan Tan, there are quite a lot of soybean stalks. Why don't you ask old man Li if his cows can eat them?"

If they do, I'll bring him two baskets in two days, but this thing is hard to eat, so he has to find a way to break it up at home before feeding it to the cows.

Now there is only this one cow in the whole village, and it is very old. Song Tan agreed directly:

"Don't ask, when the beans are harvested, give him the rest."

This thing is very nutritious, and it is no problem to feed the cows through the winter. Besides, with so little, how much fertilizer can be prepared? There are many things that can be used as fertilizer.

Let's give them all to the old yellow cow.

After all, the temperature here drops in November, and it will not start to rise slowly until March of the following year. In the winter, there is not much grass and leaves to eat.

…

When the soybeans were almost processed, Uncle Qi estimated the time and called Qiao Qiao again:

"We will start brewing wine again in a while, will you still broadcast live?"

Qiao Qiao looked at him vigilantly: "Can we finish brewing today?"

"Yes."

Uncle Qi can still guarantee this.

Qiao Qiao finally felt relieved, and then opened the live broadcast without saying a word——

[What did I see? The anchor has been very active these two days! ]

[That is to say, he is too diligent, which makes me a little uncomfortable. ]

[Can we finish brewing today? I can't stand it if it is divided into sections. ]

[Here it comes, such a high live broadcast frequency! ]

…

At this time, Qiao Qiao was already standing in front of the big barrel from yesterday, with a serious face:

"Okay, our sorghum has been soaked——"

He looked at the time: "It has been soaked for 20 hours. Uncle Qi said that it doesn't need to be soaked for so long in hot weather. Now let's open the lid——"

It took some effort to completely open the sealed lid, and a wet steam came to my face. The seventh cousin reached in and scooped up a handful of sorghum. Seeing that the sorghum was cooked and blooming, he asked Qiao Qiao to pinch it with his fingers:

"Do you feel it? It will rot if you pinch it. It's ready to soak now. If not, you have to soak it again."

"The temperature is low in winter and it cools down quickly. You have to soak it for 24 hours - come on, boil water!"

Qiao Qiao quickly put the phone aside and entered the state of forgetfulness again. At this moment, he put the huge steamer on the stove, took out the soaked sorghum, and put it in.

"Wait until the water boils to the atmosphere..."

The seventh cousin suddenly got stuck.

After a while, he said again: "It was difficult for us to buy a meter before, and we relied on estimation. Before, I estimated the water temperature and measured it with a thermometer before telling you... This time, you can check the time when I say it's good, just write it down."

Qiao Qiao nodded, and the live broadcast room became lively again:

[I understand. Experience from the master]

[I was wondering why the master was so rigorous last time, and he had to use a thermometer to check from time to time...]

[Technology has affected the use of experience! ]

[Winemaking is really a matter of a hair's breadth. ]

[In ancient times, there were no such things, but people could still make very good wine. ]

[I dare not deny that the wine is good, but the alcohol content is definitely not high, after all, distillation is still a big problem...]

The barrage chat is in full swing.

At this time, Qiao Qiao had been staring at the watch for a while, until Uncle Qi estimated: "It's done."

He then looked at the time, and then reported with a serious face: "Children, have you watched the time? It will take 30 minutes to steam after the air is heated."

"By the way," Uncle Qi added: "We steamed a lot at once this time, and the pot is big, so it only takes half an hour. If you play around at home and make a little, it will probably take about 15 minutes - come, take the sorghum down, blow the water in the steamer with a fan to cool it down, and measure it when I say it's about right..."

This process is extremely tedious, but Qiao Qiao learned it very carefully and didn't feel impatient at all.

When Uncle Qi said it was okay, he looked at the thermometer: "Children, remember, 85 degrees water temperature!"

Then pour the water back into the sorghum and stir it evenly, cover the lid again, and seal it for 15 minutes.

Next is re-steaming, cooling...

In the middle, the seventh cousin also called out: "Qiao Qiao, bring the rice husks over in a basin and wash them - 370 kilograms of sorghum, you should get 37 kilograms of rice husks."

Then, mix the wine yeast, mix the wine yeast again, collect the saccharification, and cover the rice husks...

When the two people finished the work with sweat dripping, the seventh cousin sighed:

"Okay, wait for half a day, smell the sweetness, grow white hair-like fungi, and then you can take it out and put it in the cellar."

At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room has been visibly reduced.

Zhang Yanping took the opportunity to take a look and was shocked. He thought that Qiao Qiao didn't keep fans this time?

But when he looked at the number of viewers again - that's not right, why is it increasing instead of decreasing?

After a long time, a barrage finally came from the bottom:

[Have the anchors finished their work? (⊙o⊙) Wow, I actually fell asleep! ]

[Ah, I slept so well! ]

[Huh, it's over when I woke up? 】

【If the rubbing noise at the end wasn't too loud, I wouldn't have woken up...】

【This is so good for sleeping. I'm going to save this and play it back when I can't sleep. 】

Zhang Yanping:...

Just... how should I put it, the process may be different from what I imagined, but the result seems to be very different.

After closing the live broadcast room, he came over curiously:

"Seventh cousin, can we drink this tomorrow?"

"What a nice thing to think about." The seventh cousin said with a smile: "The aroma will be released tomorrow, and then the lees will be mixed well. Looking back, you can see whether you should put it in barrels or just dig a cellar and ferment it for twenty or thirty days."

Song Tan also walked over, curiously looking at the pile of rice husks and sorghum in front of him, and then without hesitation:

"We have made wine using local methods, so naturally we have to dig a cellar - haven't we bought the pottery jar? We will wash it and clean it tomorrow and bury it directly in the ditch in the back garden to use as a cellar."

"Okay." The seventh cousin looked at the pile of lees and said, "We'll see what happens tomorrow. If it's sweet and fragrant, it means the wine is ready. If it smells like alcohol, it's too much and probably won't taste good. You don’t have to worry about cleaning up the cellar.”

Song Tan glanced at him and thought that if you always say this, don't act so confident, and don't deal with more than 300 kilograms of sorghum so calmly in one breath... This statement is credible. The degree is still higher.

I'm really not sure. All the sorghum is here this year, and they are the only ones drinking at home. Can the seventh cousin be willing to cook it all in one go?

At this time, the seventh cousin was walking around in the yard with his hands behind his back, despite the scorching sun. Still unable to contain the anticipation and joy in his heart, he quickly asked: "Qiao Qiao, do you want to eat the tender corn? If so, let's go and break it." Come back with a basket.”

The mind is exhausted from being tormented by the cat. I only slept for two hours last night.

Today I went to a different hospital for a re-examination, and the items of the examination were also changed... Still nothing was found.

But he had not eaten or drank for two days and had vomited several times.