Busy farming with Taobao

Chapter 33 Malt Brewing

"Father, let Yaomei drink it! She took a sip, and she definitely doesn't want to take another sip." Zhou Dalang frowned and handed the wine jar to Zhou Yaomei after taking a sip.

Zhou Yaomei was afraid that Zhou Dashan would not allow it, so she grabbed her head and took a sip.

"puff!"

"Cough cough, cough cough, cough cough cough..."

Zhou Yaomei spit it out directly, and then kept coughing.

Xiao Baoer smiled and stepped forward to pat her on the back.

"Fourth sister-in-law, you are lying, how can you drink a jar of such a nasty thing!" Zhou Yaomei calmed down and looked at Xiao Bao'er angrily.

"I didn't lie to you! I really drank a small pot at home yesterday!" Xiao Bao'er spread her hands.

"Give me a sip!" Zhou Zhoulang took the wine jar, raised his head and took a sip.

Among Zhou Dashan's four sons, only Zhou Zhoulang inherited his good wine, and his drinking capacity is still very good. In the year of marriage, he directly drank all the guests from the Liu family who came to see relatives.

After Zhou Zhoulang drank it in a big gulp, he smacked his mouth, then raised his head and took another gulp.

"Smelly boy, let you have a drink! Come back!" Zhou Dashan snatched the jar distressedly.

Although the fourth daughter-in-law said that there are still at home, but it belongs to the fourth daughter-in-law. Does he, the father-in-law, have the cheek to ask for it?

This jar was given to him by his fourth daughter-in-law.

"Father, this wine is not bad. Although it is bitter and a little sour, it also has the aroma of malt." Zhou Zhoulang was not angry at being robbed of the wine jar, but said seriously.

"Third brother, how does this wine compare with what everyone usually drinks?" Xiao Baoer asked.

"Well, I can't tell. However, the first sip of this wine may feel bitter and sour, but after the second sip, it feels good. This wine should not be as good as the wine we usually drink Intoxicating, right?" Zhou Zhoulang thought for a while and said.

He didn't read well, so he couldn't find an adjective to describe it, so he could only talk about his most intuitive feelings.

"Yeah, it should be. Third brother, you are really good, and you can still taste malt. This is really brewed from malt." Xiao Baoer gave a thumbs up to Zhou Zhoulang.

Zhou Zhoulang scratched his head shyly.

"It's really brewed with malt?" Zhou Dashan and Zhou Dalang didn't believe it.

The main reason is that they have never heard of anyone making wine with malt.

"Really, that's what the person who gave me the wine said." Xiao Bao'er nodded affirmatively.

She would go to her father's place to play several times a year, and her father's house was in the county, so the Zhou family would definitely not know who she might meet outside.

"Dalang, you carry the firewood back, Sanlang, go to the woods and see if that bastard Zhou Nan has chopped firewood. Tell him to chop more today. It might rain tomorrow. Cut the big ones back. Tomorrow Chopping firewood at home for two days." Zhou Dashan glanced at Xiao Bao'er, and then dismissed his two sons.

"Fourth family, you don't give me wine just for you, do you? Come on, we're the third one here now." Zhou Dashan sat down directly at the fort.

Zhou Qiong looked suspiciously at her father and then at her fourth sister-in-law. She couldn't see that her fourth sister-in-law had any other purpose.

"Father is amazing, you have seen it all. To tell you the truth, when I got these wines, I also got the method of brewing these wines. So let Dad taste it first. If Dad thinks it's okay If that’s the case, I’m wondering if we can brew it ourselves and sell it!” Xiao Bao’er also directly stated her purpose.

(End of this chapter)