MTL - Assassin Farmer-~ 088 Grape stuffing

In the prosperous town of midsummer, the fruits in the courtyard of every household are mature.

Grapes, pears, apricots, green plums, plums, peaches, clams... almost all summer fruits can be found in the town of Fanhua.

The two black grapes that were transplanted from the Dawushan in Sushui’s family were also full of branches.

"Beauty sister, so many grapes, it is a pity to eat and waste, why not use it to make grapes?" Situ was lying on the cherry tree, throwing a string of black and purple grapes in his hand, lazy to propose .

"Yeah, last year I was thinking about brewing wine. Now the grapes are really ripe..." Su Shui-soo double-crystal clear, "Hey, you will make wine?"

"No, I will only drink." Situ Wu replied unceremoniously.

"Oh..." Su Shui squatted down his shoulders and leaned against his stomach. He leaned on the soft couch. "Hey, Auntie must not allow me to brew."

"He will make wine?" Su Shuiyu was amazed. He never said that he knows how to make wine. Last time, the jar of sweet-scented osmanthus was brewed, or did it operate according to the steps in the book.

"Hey? He won't? Who made the wine that was buried under the tree?" Stuart inadvertently smothered his actions. The wine of the altar, he has been a long time.

"耘儿" Su Shuiyan heard a word and exclaimed, "How do you know that there is a jar of wine buried under this tree?"

"Oh... not me, it’s a small pure plan." Situ hurriedly clarified the relationship.

"Situ Tuo--" Su Shui-yu first named him with his surname. That was her hard work. It was a waste of this altar after two years of unsealing.

"Reassured, I put it out and put it back. There must be no air leaks and no deterioration. I promise." Situ Yu raised his hands to make a surrender. Don't forget to bite the bunch of grapes in one hand.

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"Just say, how can Shibo disagree with you brewing wine? As long as you are happy," Situ swayed ****, sitting on the branches of the cherry tree, slowly washing the big pot of purple under the tree. Su Shuiyu of the grape continued: "Even if you want the moon in the sky, I will see him will spare no effort to fly to the sky to take it down. Hey, beautiful sister, Shi Bo is very good for you. No wonder the masters they want... ..."

"What do you want?" Su Shui-hsuan heard half of it and looked up at it inexplicably.

"You can still be jealous, envy you." Situ Wu took a haha.

The masters sent him, not to join in the fun.

Supervising the project is a fake, it is true that the marriage life of the two worlds is really true.

His unscrupulous master, and the other two inscrutable divisions, can't really understand the good days of Si Ling Shibo's current leisurely tour. Hey, who let them still so hard to live on the edge of the knife.

However, when thinking about the big house that is gradually forming, Stuart can't help but blink. Is the master going to bid farewell to the killer career and come here to live in seclusion?

Then again, the Fengyao Pavilion where the master is located is really too crushed. Fortunately, he and the brothers and sisters did not join smartly, but under the planning of the master and the master, a separate organization was established. Even if the master and the Fengyaoge are separated from each other in the future, I believe that the old man of the master will not shout "boring" all the time.

“Guangxi Building”, its brothers vowed to build the goal of becoming the first information building in Dahui. It is also the direction of their future efforts. And Luo Luo City, they have long been in a stronghold, and intend to compile it as a branch. When the trip came, he was also convinced of such an errand.

Of course, these days, eat well here, (hey, since he was known by Shi Bo, he will cook, and the three meals afterwards are basically covered by him) live, (hey, sleep every night on the cherry tree, I forgot the bed is a sigh of relief. I can also chat with the big belly beauty sister, and almost forgot the errand.

Hey, let’s take a moment and go ahead. Otherwise, the master knows that he has been fighting in recent days, and he must not squash himself.

"Beauty sister, I am entering the city this afternoon, what do I need to bring?". After thinking about it, Situ slammed down the cherry tree and planned to break into the kitchen for lunch.

"Hey, come into town? Let me pull some white cotton cloth, buy two empty jars and filter cotton gauze back."

Su Shui-soo leaned over his head and thought about it for a long while, and then carefully smashed the things that need to be consumed in the house, and then locked the used white cotton cloth and the jars and gauze that were needed to make the wine. Stoudemire nodded to the location.

"Hey - I will ask you politely, you don't have to take it seriously." Situ sighed and patted the brain. What is cloth, he is as annoying as the kitchen. That is obviously where the woman should go? I want him to be a big man, hey, correct it - a beautiful boy, actually wandering to the cloth to pick up the fine white cotton, oh, kill him.

"..." Su Shui-yu looked at him silently. He asked him what he needed to bring. He really wanted him to buy it. What kind of expression? Will it be very difficult? Think about what he wants to bring, what is not normal, at least, she did not say that he wants to buy it... toilet paper...

"Well, don't look at me so innocently. If I was seen by Shi Bo, I thought I was bullying you. White cotton, gauze, jars? No problem," Situ Yu repeated, see Su Shuiyu. Nodded, then waved his hand and pretended to enter the kitchen. These are what he asked for.噢——Situ 耘, the next time you can abandon these so-called ceremonial respect, it is, some people she does not know what is polite...

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In the next few days, Su Shuiyu was immersed in the process of making wine. Recalling the story of the older brother, referring to the book on the process of brewing fruit wine, Su Shuiqi tried to brew the first altar grape.

Of course, the physical strength in the process is handled by Situ. Lin Sizhen will not let her do so. Just let her have an interest to be able to play, and even transfer the hardships of pregnancy, but does not mean that she can be all personally.

However, this is the case, Su Shuiyu is also very happy.

The grapes picked by Situ Yu, soaked in a large tub, soaked in the dried fruit, washed carefully and dried, and then crushed and put them into the jar until they were full of seven or eight minutes. Sealed on the mouth of the wine jar.

After three days, open the gauze cover and put it in rock sugar to stir. Stir the day for the next five days.

After five days, the floating grape skins and seeds were taken out, and Situ 耘 poured the **** into another washed and dry jar, and the flesh on the sediment bottom was taken out. The juice was filtered out with gauze until dry. through.

The juice formed in the new jar is pure grape juice.

Incorporate into the egg white that is broken into foam. Stir well and seal the mouth of the jar. This time, the solid seal is used. After the dry leaves are covered, they are sealed with wet mud. It will not leak.

"How? Can you drink when you are?" Situ patted his hands and was done. He took care of him and asked Su Shui in a coveted mouth.

"At least a month. Come, bury it under the cherry tree." Su Shuiyu pointed to the place where the osmanthus was buried, and told Situ to bury the grapes.

The underground temperature is low, so hot days, it will not be broken.

"Sister, the cherry tree will one day be tossed to death by you." Situ squinted his eyes and licked his head and dig.

"That... under the jujube tree?" Su Shuiyu caressed his stomach, rubbed his eyes, and thought of the jujube tree in the South House. But isn't there a face, is it too hot?

"You can't choose to be under the tree," Stuart said. If the wine is buried under the tree, the roots must not be killed.

"That...what do you say buried?" The tree is not cool. And there is no singing in the song: buried altar under the tree, after a long time of fragrance...

"Hey, look for time to let Shi Bo make a cellar." Situ Wu shook his head helplessly. He can see that the woman who is bathed in the maternal glory will definitely brew some wine out of her heart. No longer find a cellar to store wine, this big cherry tree for sleeping, is about to be destroyed in her hand.

"Ground?" Su Shui squatted on the stone bench, his hands on his chin, and looked at Situ Yu, who was digging a hole in the ground, thinking about the possibility of his proposal.

This is unrealistic. The old houses of decades, although they look like new after painting, have been completely ruined. Otherwise, the aunt will not rush to build another.

However, in the newly built house, you can make a land. Even if it is not necessarily used for special storage, other winter rice, dried meat, and dried fish are also stored. Moreover, instead of building a warehouse on the ground, it is better to build a cellar underground. Although such a project is huge. But it is indeed a good proposal, isn't it?

"It’s hard for you, oh." Su Shui slammed the Situ, who was struggling to work, and smiled. Then he took a big belly and went into the study to find a similar book to refer to the design of the cellar.

"Hey, pregnant women are like this? A little idea for a while. Just said that after brewing the wine to develop sour plum soup, how can one turn and change his mind? Hey, I want to drink sour plum soup - Xiaochun, Do you really want to be?". Situ Wu sleeps at noon, and there is a string of crystal **** things in his mouth, guessing.

"Oh... I didn't hang on any sour plum soup. I want to eat meat at night. Meat--" Xiaochun shook his head and squatted for a long time before he walked to the Nanyuan River to dry the carp. went.

Situ, who left the commandment, still waved his head, dig the pit, bury the jar...