Chapter 597 597 Wine Is Out!

Chapter 597 597. The wine is out!

The height of the wine in the measuring cup rose inch by inch, and the alcohol content gradually became lower and more stable, from more than 70 degrees with impurities at the beginning, gradually tending to more than 60 degrees.

At the end, it gradually rose to more than 70 degrees with full of alcohol.

Cut off the head and tail and leave the middle. The seventh cousin is an experienced hand.

However, 300 kilograms of sorghum is too much. The distiller at home is matched with the pot, which is not big enough, so it needs to be steamed slowly one by one.

Everyone didn't wait for this time. It was rare that there were so many people in the kitchen. The seventh cousin simply peeled and steamed the pumpkins that were not cleaned up in the morning (at Qiao Qiao's strong request, he also left a few steamed pumpkins for the children), then kneaded the dough, kneaded pumpkin cakes directly, and made pumpkin buns!

Everyone was directed by him, and time passed very quickly.

In the air, the aroma of wine and the sweet smell of pumpkin mixed together, making people feel dizzy... At least Song Tan felt that his cheeks were a little hot.

Looking at Qiao Qiao again, his eyes were sparkling, and his snow-white skin was red like clouds. He seemed to be a little slower than before, and he had to load everything he said...

On the contrary, her mother and grandmother were like nothing happened at this moment. After smelling it for a long time, they could even talk about the punch and softness of the aroma...

While the seventh cousin took the measuring cup and sniffed deeply, the live broadcast room gradually became quiet.

It's not that I'm not excited, but I'm really tired after being excited for so long.

Damn! This cold-blooded anchor refused to look at them no matter what!

Until a few bullet comments floated in the live broadcast room:

[Thank God, at least the anchor didn't go off the air as soon as the time was up]

[I really, cry to death! The anchor not only made up two hours, but also exceeded the time by 35 minutes]

[Is it possible, I mean... he forgot about us again...]

[Impossible! There is absolutely no possibility! ]

[Impossible! He has me in his heart! ]

[Impossible... Hey? The host's family is looking over here! ]

[The black sister is looking over here! Did she see my comments? Brothers, please speak up! ! ! ! ]

In the kitchen, Yanran glanced at the screen of his mobile phone: "Qiao Qiao, your mobile phone is out of battery."

After a while - very short, but it was indeed a pause, Qiao Qiao said "Oh", then put down the sorghum in his hand and walked over.

His cheeks were red, and his eyes cooperated with his brain to accurately avoid all the comments, only focusing his eyes on the battery, and then he laughed:

"My phone is running out of battery!"

Comments:...

[Ahhh, your phone is out of battery, charge it! Why are you smiling at me! ]

[Your smile is so cute, but you should charge it quickly! ]

[Who doesn't use a power bank when broadcasting live these days, host! Be more professional! 】

【Charge quickly, charge quickly——】

However, Qiao Qiao just stood there and looked at the time again: "It's been two hours... Oh! It's 1% now!"

So, this was the last words everyone in the live broadcast room heard this time.

...

Without the live broadcast, it seemed that nothing had changed. The mobile phone holder was even left in place, but no one was paying attention to it.

Because the seventh cousin sighed again: "This year there is only sorghum, let's brew a sauce-flavored wine first, and when we grow more grain next year, we will brew a strong-flavored one."

After a while, he couldn't help but say: "This time, there is only so much sorghum, so we only cellared it for a month. When there is more grain next year, we can cellar it for a longer time."

"Although the wine will be less, the taste will be better."

My God, it's so fragrant now, how can it be better then?

Everyone looked at him with admiration and expectation.

But Song Tan muttered--

Next year! Next year! Everything will be next year! To put it bluntly, there is still little land and few people!

When Secretary Xiaozhu comes back from the meeting, the contract for the river beach must be signed no matter what. We had to go through the procedures in the village for several days before, and we can't delay any longer.

After all, the river beach is connected to the hillside, and there is also a gentle slope! This time we have to clean it up together.

When everyone had lunch at noon, the pigs ate pumpkin skin mixed with wheat bran, the few treasures ate steamed pumpkin, the chickens and ducks ate the cut pumpkin pieces, and Dabai, as the captain of the ducks, even got a piece...

Everyone's enthusiasm for alcohol finally subsided a little.

- Just a little bit, so that they can only maintain their work at hand and no longer watch the distillation.

By the afternoon, it was finally all steamed!

And these 300 kilograms of sorghum and rice husks are particularly outstanding. After a month of storage, now a full 143 kilograms of wine have been produced!

"Can it be drunk?" Song Sancheng couldn't help asking.

"No."

The seventh cousin looked at the alcohol content: "63 degrees, this is too strong, it needs to be steamed again."

When the re-steaming was over, it was almost five o'clock.

The excitement of the wine lasted for most of the day, and everyone gradually became tired. Now, besides the seventh cousin, Qiao Qiao was the only one left in the kitchen.

One hundred and twenty kilograms of wine were filled in the jar, and the seventh cousin shouted: "Professor Song, are you going to package the wine now?"

What else?

Everyone had never been involved in making wine at home, so they quickly came over and asked blankly: "Is there anything else to do?"

The seventh cousin explained: "It's still a little strong when it's just steamed. If you want the best taste, you have to cellar it for at least half a year or a year."

Professor Song was obviously a little hesitant. He wanted to try the wine, but was attracted by the better taste. He hesitated and said, "Then I'll fill two first..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Qi Lin interrupt in a low voice: "Teacher, this wine is so fragrant, the taste must be good - after you drink two kilograms, can you resist not drinking the rest?"

You know, after being stored in the cellar, it is not easy to dig up such a large jar again.

What's more...

"It doesn't say that it must be buried in the ground. Otherwise, I will buy you a small jar online, and you can put the unfinished ones in the jar and put them at home or in the room?"

Anyway, according to this situation, they will have to stay here until the New Year.

Professor Song thought: Great!

So he quickly changed his words: "Let's divide mine first!"

"That's fine!" The seventh cousin was even more efficient. He picked up an empty mineral water bucket that he had prepared earlier and poured it directly into it.

"A ten-liter bucket, whether it is enough for ten kilograms, anyway, that's it, don't despise it!"

Don't despise it, don't despise it!

The wine rippled and was scooped up, and the aroma was even more obvious. If Professor Song was not thick-skinned enough, he would have drooled at this moment.

At this moment, he was concentrating on his barrel of wine, turned his head and urged Qi Lin: "Xiao Qi, hurry up and buy me a jar."

Qi Lin looked at the row of 500 ml mineral water bottles on the side, and couldn't help laughing at this moment: "Okay, teacher."

I felt sleepy looking at the documents in the afternoon, and then slept for the rest of the afternoon. I woke up and wrote with gritted teeth! ! ! There will definitely be more updates today, definitely!