Morning Star

Chapter 292 It’s Over

"After removing the stems of the grapes and putting them in the jar, crush the grapes. Add an appropriate amount of rock sugar, seal the jar tightly, and leave a quarter... er, one-fourth or one-fifth. After 24 hours... tsk, twelve hours, six to eight hours... no, three to four hours, uncover and stir once. After about seven to ten days, there should be fewer bubbles on the surface and the color should become darker. You can taste it to see how it tastes. According to your personal preference, cover the jar with a layer of gauze, pour the wine inside into another clean jar for filtering and continue fermentation. After about ten to fifteen days, filter it again using the same method."

As she spoke, she remembered something: "Oh, by the way, during the fermentation process, the temperature is best kept at 25... um... anyway, it can't be too high or too low. You should know this when making wine, so I won't go into details."

He only understood half of what was said, but the problem was solved.

After that, the two of them picked the grapes one by one as they had said before.

After cleaning, I just waved my hand and used my spiritual energy to dry the water, which saved a lot of time.

An hour later, Chujiu stood up and clapped his hands: "Okay, now we just have to wait for it to ferment on its own."

"Thank you so much, Miss Chu." His cheeks flushed slightly and he touched the back of his head.

Chujiu waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just a piece of cake. Also, just call me Xiaojiu."

"Xiaojiu...Miss?" His cheeks turned slightly red, and he felt a little embarrassed.

She didn't care, and she was fine with calling her "girl". Suddenly she remembered something: "By the way, there are so many of you, is there no one who knows how to make wine besides you? Why don't you ask them?"

He smiled a little embarrassedly: "Yes, I have asked, but what they brew is different from what I brew. They brew rice wine, and mine is fruit wine. I have tried their method before, and it still went wrong."

He was a little depressed when he said this: "Besides, they all said that the fruit wine I brewed was not tasty and not presentable."

Hanhan smiled and said, "But I think it tastes okay. Just..."

If he hadn't met her today, he would have given up and never brewed these fruit wines again.

The ninth day of the first lunar month saw it.

I thought that although she had not drunk much alcohol since she came to this world, she had never heard of any fruit wine.

But which inventor was recognized by the world in the beginning?

So I smiled at him and encouraged him: "Don't be discouraged, it's like this when every new thing is first created. Although people don't understand it at the beginning, more and more people will like it as time goes by. Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as you persevere, you will always reap rewards."

The snowflakes were getting smaller and smaller, floating down from the sky one by one and gently landing on the girl's bright red cloak.

The girl's white and tender cheeks were slightly red because she had been in the snow for a long time, and her lips were slightly upturned and rosy like a cherry. Her eyebrows were curved, like the warm sun in winter, making people feel soft and warm.

Qin Lan was lost in thought, her cheeks slightly flushed, perhaps because of the wind and snow, or the unconscious throbbing of winter.

"Oh, it's already this late." Chujiu didn't notice his expression, he looked up at the sky and exclaimed.

Qin Lan finally came back to her senses, her face full of confusion.

Confused, she asked, "Which way is the meeting hall?"

"Left." He pointed in a daze.

After hearing this, Chujiu waved his hand and turned to run: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Hey..." He raised his hand to call her, but when he looked again, the person had already run far away.

At this time, Chujiu had just walked out of the yard when a middle-aged woman walked in.

He looked at Chujiu who was running very fast with confusion, then turned around to look at the people in the yard.

Seeing his cheeks slightly red and a look of loss and regret, she covered her lips and smiled secretly, walked up to him and patted his shoulder, looked at the direction where Chujiu left, and sighed: "Oh, it's not even spring yet, how come the flowers are blooming?"

Qin Lan's face instantly turned red after hearing this, even her ears turned red. She quickly kept her distance from her second aunt and stammered, "What, what, bloom? Second aunt, don't talk nonsense."

Second Aunt walked up to him and gave him a slap on the head, feeling a bit disappointed: "The girl is so pretty, it's normal to like her. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

"I, I, I didn't." He covered his head and buried it as if trying to cover it up.

Second Aunt crossed her arms and snorted, "If I believe you, I'm not your Second Aunt. Don't I know what you are like? It's not easy to meet a girl you like, so if you like her, just chase her. What's the point of hesitating? Do you have any manliness at all?"

"I, I, I..." He was a little moved, but afraid. At the same time, he wondered if this would make Chujiu think he was careless.

Second Aunt kicked him on the butt in annoyance: "What do you mean by 'you, you, you, you'? Go quickly if you want to, or the girl will leave soon."

"I'm so old, why are you still kicking my butt?" He complained, covering his butt.

"Believe it or not, I will hit you." She raised her fist and gestured.

Seeing this, Qin Lan was afraid that the fist would fall on her, so she turned around and ran into the house.

……

On the ninth day, although I asked Qin Lan which direction to go, I still got lost. Fortunately, there were people along the way, and after asking one by one, I finally arrived near the meeting hall.

Just as she was about to walk towards the door of the meeting hall, she saw Mo Xinglan in the hall with cold eyes glancing at her from a few feet away. She trembled with fear, lowered her head guiltily, took off an earring quickly, and began to search around on the ground.

"Eh? Where are my earrings? Where did they go?"

Mo Xinglan stood up and walked towards her.

What if he was blind? Did he think he didn't see her take off her earrings?

Did she ignore his previous words? He told her not to go far away, and she answered him well when she was leaving, but she disappeared in the blink of an eye. Now she feels guilty? What did she do before?

Seeing Mo Xinglan stand up and walk towards Chujiu, several elders sitting in the hall also stood up and followed him not far behind.

Chujiu knew he was coming and was still trying hard to look for him, but his footsteps were moving away from Mo Xinglan.

"Earring, Earring where are you?"

It's over. Xingxing must be angry. It's better to stay away from him.

So he quickened his pace and searched more eagerly.

"Little Miss Jiu."

A familiar voice with surprise sounded, making her eyelids twitch.

My heart was pounding, not because I was excited, but because I was afraid.

Don't come over here!

"Miss Xiaojiu!" Qin Lan shouted again while holding a jar of wine and quickened her pace.

It’s over, it’s over, it’s really over now, I’m going to die, I’m going to die…

Don't come over here, don't come over here...

She lowered her head and pretended to look for the earrings, but her eyes were always glancing around.

On the right is Mo Xinglan walking slowly towards her, and on the left is Qin Lan running towards her.