The height of the wine in the measuring cup increased inch by inch, and the alcohol content gradually became lower and gentler. From the initial level of more than 70 degrees containing impurities, it gradually moved towards more than 60 degrees.
As it gradually ends, it gradually rises to more than 70 degrees, which is full of fusel alcohols.
Pinch off the head, remove the tail and leave the middle. The seventh cousin is an expert.
However, three hundred kilograms of sorghum is too much. The distiller at home comes with a pot and is not that big yet, so it needs to be slowly steamed one by one.
No one was waiting around at this time. It was rare that there were so many people in the kitchen. The seventh cousin simply peeled and steamed the pumpkins that he had not finished cleaning up in the morning (at Qiaoqiao's strong request, he also left some for the treasures.
Several steamed pumpkins), then knead the dough, directly knead the pumpkin cakes, and make pumpkin steamed buns!
Everyone was being spun around under his command, and time passed very quickly.
In the air, the aroma of wine and the sweet aroma of pumpkin mixed together, making people more and more dizzy... At least Song Tan felt that her cheeks were a little warm.
Looking at Qiao Qiao again, his eyes were sparkling, and his snow-white skin was as red as clouds. His whole person seemed a little slower than before, and everything he said had to be loaded...
On the contrary, her mother and grandma are acting like normal people at this moment. After smelling it for a long time, they can still talk about the punch and softness of the fragrance...
While the seventh cousin was holding the measuring cup and sniffing deeply, the live broadcast room gradually became quiet.
It’s not that I’m not excited, I’m really tired after being excited for so long.
Damn it! This ruthless anchor refuses to look at them no matter what!
Until a few barrages passed by in the live broadcast room:
[Thank God, the anchor doesn’t have the time to go off the air as soon as the time is up]
[I really cried to death! The anchor not only made up for two hours, but also exceeded the time limit by 35 minutes]
[Is it possible, I mean...he has forgotten us again...]
[Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!]
[Impossible! He has me in his heart!]
[Impossible...hey? The host’s family came to see it!]
[The dark-skinned sister looked over! Did she see my barrage! Brothers, please speak!!!!]
In the kitchen, Yan Ran glanced at the phone screen: "Qiaoqiao, your phone is out of battery."
After a while - it was very short, but there was indeed a gap, Qiaoqiao 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 avoid all the barrages accurately. He only focused his eyes on the battery end, and then he chuckled:
"The phone is going to run out of battery!"
Barrage:……
[Ah, ah, your phone is out of battery, please charge it! Why are you smiling at me!]
[The smile is so cute, but you charge quickly!]
[Who can live broadcast these days without plugging in a power bank? Anchor! You should be more professional!]
【Fast charging, fast charging——】
However, Qiaoqiao just stood and looked at the time: "That's enough for two hours... Oops! It's 1% now!"
So, these were the last words everyone in the live broadcast room heard this time.
…
Without the live broadcast, nothing seems to have changed. The mobile phone holder is even left in place, but no one is paying attention to it.
Because the seventh cousin sighed again: "This year there is only sorghum, let's brew a sauce-flavored one first, and when more grain is grown next year, we will brew a strong-flavored one."
After a while, he couldn't help but said: "This is the first brewing, and there is only so much sorghum, so I only stored it for a month. When there is more grain next year, I can store it longer."
"Although there will be less wine produced by then, the taste will be better."
Oh my god, it smells so good now, how can it be better then?
Everyone looked at him with admiration and expectation.
But Song Tan muttered——
Next year! Next year! Everything has to happen next year! To put it bluntly, there is still less land and less people!
When Party Secretary Xiao Zhu comes back from the meeting this time, he has to sign the contract for Hetan. He spent several days going through the procedures in the village before, so he can't delay it any longer.
After all, the river beach is connected to the hillside, and there is a gentle slope! This time we have to clear it out together.
By the time they had finished their meal at noon, the pigs ate pumpkin peels mixed with wheat bran, Bao Bao ate steamed pumpkin, the chickens and ducks ate peeled pumpkin chunks, and Dabai, as the duck captain, even got a piece...
Everyone's enthusiasm for drinks finally subsided a little.
——Just a little bit can only allow them to maintain the work at hand and no longer focus on distillation.
By the afternoon, they were all steamed!
And these 300 kilograms of sorghum and rice husks were kept in the cellar for a month, and now they have produced a total of 143 kilograms of wine!
"Can I drink it?" Song Sancheng couldn't help but ask.
"cannot."
The seventh cousin looked at the alcohol content: "It's 63 degrees. This is too strong. It needs to be steamed again."
By the time the re-steaming is over, it will be almost five o'clock.
Everyone's excitement aroused by the wine lasted for most of the day, and they gradually became exhausted. At this time, except for the seventh cousin, only Qiao Qiao was left guarding the kitchen.
One hundred and twenty kilograms of wine was filled to the brim. The seventh cousin shouted: "Professor Song, are you going to pack this wine now?"
What if not?
Everyone had never been exposed to home brewing, so they quickly came over and asked confusedly: "Does anything else need to be done?"
The seventh cousin explained: "It's still a bit strong when it's steamed. If you want the best taste, you have to cellar it for at least half a year."
Professor Song was obviously hesitant. He wanted to try the wine, but was attracted by the better taste. At this moment, he hesitated and said: "Then I'll pretend..."
Before he finished speaking, Qi Lin interrupted in a low voice: "Teacher, this wine is so fragrant, the taste is definitely the same - after you drink two kilograms, can you resist drinking the rest?"
You know, after it is stored in the cellar, it will not be easy to dig out such a big jar again.
not to mention……
"I didn't say it had to be buried in the ground. Otherwise, I'll go online and buy you a small jar. If you can't finish it, you can put it in the jar and put it at home or in your room?"
Anyway, according to the situation, they will have to stay here until the Chinese New Year.
Professor Song thought: How wonderful!
So he quickly changed his mind and said, "Let me separate mine first!"
"That's okay!" The seventh cousin was even more neat, and he picked up an empty bucket of mineral water that he had prepared earlier and poured it directly into it.
"Whether a ten-liter bucket is enough to weigh ten kilograms or not, that's it anyway, don't dislike it!"
Don’t dislike it, don’t dislike it!
The wine rippled and was scooped up, and the aroma became even more obvious. If Professor Song hadn't been thick-skinned enough, he would have drooled at this moment.
At this moment, he was staring at his barrel of wine with all his attention. He turned around and urged Qi Lin: "Xiao Qi, hurry up and buy me a jar."
Qi Lin looked at a row of 500 ml mineral water bottles on the side and couldn't help but laugh: "Okay teacher."