The day before, Wu Li helped his third uncle's family to harvest millet. Wu Li worked hard all day. He didn't look lazy at home at all. After dinner, when he returned home, he had a sore back, cramped hands, and went home to flush a few buckets of wells.
I mixed some soap with water and rubbed it for a few times. After rinsing the bubble boxers, I fell on the wicker chair under the grape trellis. I didn't know when I fell asleep while I kept moaning.
When he opened his eyes early in the morning, Wu Li still felt weak all over his body. He said that he exerted too much force yesterday. The sequelae of this are that he still has backache and arm pain after sleeping, and his feet are still wet when walking.
He held on to his weak body and served the chickens, ducks, geese, pigeons, fish, pigs and dogs. Then he looked at the big and fierce old turtle in the water tank, and then inspected the guy nesting in the duck coop and henhouse.
The fish porridge is also cooked and fragrant.
"Hey, what are you cooking here? It smells so good?" As soon as Old Yang entered the yard, his red wine nose twitched, and he went straight to the kitchen following the smell.
The mute followed Lao Yangtou into the yard, and came to Wu Li with a silly smile and gestured for a while. Wu Li understood the meaning, just let Wu Li live, and don't be polite to the mute.
"Brother Big Bear, you have to work and you have to eat. This morning I prepared fresh fish and vegetable porridge and fresh meat, beans and glutinous rice. We have to fill our stomachs before talking about anything else." Wu Li didn't have to go through so much trouble with gestures.
The dumb bear is only mute, but his ears are not deaf.
The mute made gestures again, saying that he would wait until Brother Shan came over before eating.
The two people were gesturing in the yard, talking and talking. Old Yangtou held a large soup basin with a bowl of green and white jade fish and vegetable porridge in one hand, and a bowl of fish and vegetable porridge in the other.
When the bowl of glutinous rice comes out, you can see that this guy is all about peas and meat slices. There are more red and green peas and meat, but less crystal white rice. This guy is really capable of doing anything.
Say it
Old Yangtou was minding his own business, carrying pots and bowls with different scents floating in the air, passing between Wu Li and Dumb who were blocking the way, placing the pots and bowls on the bluestone table under the grape trellis, and sat down on the bluestone pier.
Regardless of image, he started eating and drinking heavily.
The porridge made a splash, and the glutinous rice made a sound. My mouth was already very busy, but I still took the time to vaguely say something like "it's delicious, delicious, fresh enough, etc." This damn old man's character
The performance can irritate the stomachs and buds of both Dumb and Wu Li.
The reaction after being stimulated is swallowing saliva
"Uncle Yang, Big Bear, you came here so early? I thought we were early enough, but I didn't expect that Uncle Yang had already eaten all this." Auntie and Wu Shan walked into the yard, bringing two little kids with them.
"Nanny, today uncle made your favorite glutinous rice." Wu Li bent down and opened his arms, picking up the little girl who was rushing toward him.
"Uncle, I found that you are becoming more and more partial. Your eyes are full of this bastard, and you don't even bother to glance at Xiao Huzi." Xiao Huzi aimed a small pistol at Wu Li's thigh, and pulled the trigger with his little index finger.
, a small round red plastic bullet immediately came into close contact with Wu Li's thigh.
Wu Li groaned and almost dropped his daughter to the ground.
When Xiao Huzi saw that he hit the target accurately, he was afraid that his uncle would come to settle a score with him, so he was about to run away.
Unexpectedly, a big hand came out of the slant stab, and grabbed his small arm. Then another big hand shot out, and then heard several meaty sounds. Xiaohuzi's mother rewarded him.
He's so big, several five hundred
"You heartless bunny, you are so blind that your uncle is so nice to you and you are so jealous that your little sister actually dares to shoot your uncle with a gun. You are such an immature little white-eyed wolf. You
Didn’t this stupid kid see the fish and vegetable porridge that my uncle specially cooked for you..." The sister-in-law said something and tapped the little tiger's forehead with her right index finger, training the little tiger to be like her second grandson.
"Hurry up and put away these rags of yours, sit down next to Grandpa Yang, and I'll serve you some porridge." The sister-in-law pointed at the grape trellis with her hand, and told the little kid to go over and sit down obediently. Otherwise, she would have to sit down again.
Withstand five hundred possessions several times
"Xiao Li, Big Bear, don't sit around here. Hurry up and finish your meal so you can work. The weather is so bad, so it's cooler to work in the morning. After ten o'clock, the sun will burn the ants on the ground."
My sister-in-law always likes to do things in a hurry, but she doesn't like Wu Li to do something for her. She always likes to be sloppy, slow and unhurried.
After having a breakfast that was delicious inside and out, I started doing this work.
The sister-in-law is responsible for burning firewood, while Wu Shan and Dumb are doing pure coolie work, washing the millet, pouring the millet into the big wooden barrel on the pot to steam, and after steaming, pour it out and spread it out to cool.
Then continue to put the bucket on the pot and fill it with millet to steam the next pot.
Wu Li had already cleaned out a row of large vats in the underground fermentation pit. He waited for the millet to be steamed and cooled before pouring it into the vats. After fermentation for ten or twenty days, the grain wine could be steamed out and sealed in vats for cellaring.
Got it
"Xiao Li, I've already marked the last tank. You guys can't use any tricks like bag adjustment or needle tip air leakage meter. I've seen a lot of these little things, Mr. Yang. I'll know what they are just by looking at them and smelling them.
"If something goes wrong with this vat of wine because of you, we won't have to make this bet." As Old Yangtou spoke, he poured a small bag of tan powder into the big vat at the back.
, took a wooden stick and stirred it for a few times, so that the rice on the surface of the tank was covered with brown powder. He clapped his hands, picked up a piece of oil paper and covered the mouth of the tank, wrapped it with a string a few times and tied it.
"You kid, don't touch this seal. When it's time to open it, Mr. Yang, I will naturally do it. If it spoils the millet and brews a vat of sour vinegar, Mr. Yang will not take any responsibility."
Wu Li curled his lips, "Who cares about this vat of yours? Isn't it just for brewing grain wine? The use of it is so mysterious. Let's just steam the millet and let it cool down, then put it into this big vat.
Once it's poured, add some water and add the distiller's yeast. Let it sit for ten days and a half to get the smell of the wine out. Then you can steam the wine. The ones used there are both adding ingredients and sealing. Let's use this simple method, and we can still make you.
Old Yangtou is not allowed to put a bowl of good wine in his mouth."
"Hehe, although the wine you brew is quite good, it still lacks a touch of charm. When your Master Yang's wine comes out, you will know how much I have added ingredients and sealed the altar compared to you, a big-time product.
Okay, after a busy day, I just casually took a few bites at noon. Now my belly is making a loud bang with hunger. It’s time for us to go up and have dinner. By the way, this meal is really late. It’s almost nine o’clock.
"It's over." Old Yang touched his slightly bulging belly, thinking about the strong or light fragrance emanating from Wu Li's kitchen just now, and felt that the big flower skin he ate just now took up a lot of space in his belly, and he would have to stay for a while.
Eat a lot of food and drink a lot of wine
I don’t blame myself for being too greedy, I can only blame Wu Li for making the melons so delicious. Why do they have to be ice, sand, red, sweet, and have the unique fragrance of watermelon that fills your mouth? The main thing is
Yes, the fragrance of this watermelon is several levels higher than other people's large-skinned ones. Every time I eat a piece, it makes my belly so full that it feels really uncomfortable and I can't stop talking. Damn it.
I'll have to find a chance to eat some of them tomorrow.