Chapter 91: Pushing the Grinding

The long-tailed purple-wool sheep is also extremely gentle. When she saw someone coming to milk her, she didn't even move. Obviously, the ewe must have experienced this before, and she kept gnawing on the ground in her mouth.

The milk is purple-white, just like a faint purple color in the milky white milk. A strange fragrance spreads everywhere, like poppy, making people smell it, feeling relaxed and happy, floating in the air.

"This goat milk must taste good..." Wei Qingqing looked at a bucket of goat milk and swallowed slightly.

"Of course, this milk is called Wisdom Milk in Fengyunxing..." Yang Ming said.

"Wisdom milk is only to improve intelligence, and it has nothing to do with the taste." Wei Qingqing retorted.

"Haha, what you said makes sense." Yang Ming smiled.

"Husband, I suddenly remembered that in Inner Mongolia, it seems that we just keep milk and horse milk into milk wine. Otherwise, we can also make milk into milk wine?" Wei Qingqing said.

"How can we do it? We haven't even drunk it." Yang Ming said, but his eyes lit up.

"Online, there must be a way to make it online..." Wei Qingqing said.

The two squeezed a large bucket of goat milk, then went home and searched online.

Click on Baidu, enter the keyword "Milk Wine", click Enter, and sure enough, many links were found.

The two checked and compared for a long time, and finally found a seemingly reliable and simple method, so they began to brew milk wine.

The brewing method of milk wine is originally simple. It originated from the nomadic peoples in ancient my country. It is said that they put milk into water bags and then shaking continuously, causing the milk to precipitate, and the clear rise and the turbid fall, just like Pangu's creation of the world. After the clear one is fermented, it is milk wine.

The alcohol content of milk wine is not high, translucent, with a faint sour taste, which is also considered a nutritious drink.

After working hard for most of the day, I finally precipitated the milk, then cleaned the milk and canned it, added a little wine, and put it in a suitable place for fermentation...

"If it is successful or not, let's take it as an experiment..." Yang Ming said.

"Yeah!" Wei Qingqing stretched and sat on the kang, "Honey, I want to eat persimmons. It's been so many days since I've been covered with redness."

"Wash it by yourself if you want to eat. Don't be too lazy, otherwise your belly will easily grow swimming rings. Well, help me wash one..." Yang Ming said, took off his shoes and got on the kang, sat on the edge of the kang, leaned on the quilt and became a master.

"You are really... lazy pig..." Wei Qingqing looked at Yang Ming's leisurely look and couldn't help but mutter angrily, and went to the west room to wash persimmons.

"Our chestnuts have been dried. In a while, you can make some candy and stir-fried chestnuts..." Yang Ming said.

"I won't..." Wei Qingqing shouted dissatisfiedly.

"If you can't learn, just learn anything. Whoever is born will know everything? What does it mean? Live until you are old and learn until you are old. Comrade Wei Qingqing, you must join the learning team actively..." Yang Ming smiled, but his tone was serious. The key is that Wei Qingqing was not in the east room, otherwise he would definitely scratch him when he saw his proud look.

"Comrade Yang Ming, what do you say? Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing. I think you should go to the old revolutionary base area to learn this revolutionary spirit. Now you are becoming more and more like a landlord and wealthy..." Wei Qingqing also said seriously, lifting the curtain, and each of them was holding a big red persimmon in his two small hands, and one of them took a bite.

"Comrade Wei Qingqing, thank you for your hard work..." Yang Ming said, and was about to take over the big persimmon in Wei Qingqing's hand.

"Alas?" Wei Qingqing smiled mischievously, twisted her body, preventing Yang Ming from getting it, "Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing."

"My wife washed it, and I feel at ease..." Yang Ming directly snatched the persimmon that Wei Qingqing had bitten, and then quickly shrank to the edge of the kang and started eating. The persimmons were sweet, soft, thick and juicy, with a faint fresh smell, which tasted extremely delicious.

"That's mine..." Wei Qingqing said angrily.

"It's okay, I don't think you have bad breath."

"You...you have bad breath..." Wei Qingqing sat on the kang angrily.

"Why are you sitting down? Didn't you let you make candy fried chestnuts? Hurry up, I'm still waiting to eat..." Yang Ming squeezed Wei Qingqing with his feet.

"You are the landlord now..." Wei Qingqing muttered dissatisfiedly, going to the outer room to make fried chestnuts with candy. Not to mention that when Liu Nannan made it, she watched from the side and really learned it.

The sweet aroma of fried chestnuts gradually becomes richer and slowly drifts away.

"Isn't that good? Are you... really good?" Yang Ming listened to Wei Qingqing's sound of stir-frying chestnuts and sniffing the seductive sweet fragrance. The greedy worm in his stomach was hooked up. He ran out to see that Wei Qingqing was stirring with a big shovel, and couldn't help but praise him.

"Hmph!" Wei Qingqing gave Yang Ming a blank look, but she felt happy. This guy finally praised him.

"Are you cooked?" Yang Ming reached out and took out a hot chestnut from the pot. This thing was really hot, and Yang Ming was so hot that he turned his hands over.

"I finally know what it means to take the chestnut from the fire. Are your paws hot?" Wei Qingqing couldn't help but laugh at Yang Ming's embarrassing look.

"Not hot at all..." Yang Ming forced himself to hold back the scalding, peeled the chestnuts open, put them in his mouth and chewed them, "Well, it's not so delicious, but it's not too cooked. It's almost done after stir-frying."

The chestnuts were fried, and the red sugar-fried chestnuts were filled with a large pot. Wei Qingqing was really generous. She fryed 3,40 kilograms in this pot, which was enough to eat for a long time.

The couple snuggled on the kang and ate chestnuts in a large pot.

"Yang Ming, Qingqing..." Liu's voice sounded, and then the curtain was lifted, and Liu's wife walked into the house.

"Sister Liu, eat chestnuts. My wife just fried it, it's not worse than what you did." Yang Ming said.

"I heard him talk nonsense. This is the first time I'm a fuss. It's far worse than Mrs. Liu..." Wei Qingqing said with a humility.

"Haha, you couple are really interesting," Mrs. Liu took two chestnuts, "I'm grinding tofu, I'm too tired to push the mill. Are you here to borrow animals? Have you agreed to you in advance? I won't pay rent."

"Why are you saying that? Where there are people, there will be exploitation..." Yang Ming sighed.

"If there are people, there will be a world of martial arts... By the way, Mrs. Liu is indeed too domineering, and she is almost caught up with the robbery." Wei Qingqing is the supporting actor.

"You couple sang together, are you criticizing me? I'll grind out the tofu and I'll give you two pieces..." Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes.

"That's right..." Yang Ming and Wei Qingqing looked at each other, laughed and said in unison.

Yang Ming went to lead the donkey for Mrs. Liu, but Wei Qingqing and Mrs. Liu went to the mill. The mill was next to Mrs. Liu's house. It was Liu's house and the only mill in the village. This mill was very lively in the past, but now? Since everyone now grinds flour by machine, the mill is basically idle. Generally speaking, only people can use it if they grind a stick, tofu, etc.

The rumbling sound was made by the rotation and friction of the millstone. The gray donkey was circling around the millstone. Mrs. Liu held a broom and kept sweeping the beans soaked in advance into the small hole at the top of the millstone.

As the millstone continued to rotate, some milky white bean juice gradually sprinkled out from the edge of the millstone and fell into the small groove around the millstone. Then along the small groove, flowing from the outlet to the next bucket below.

"Grinding tofu is actually very simple. It is to soak the beans first, then put them in a stone mill to grind them, so that the soy milk can be ground, and then the braised one is ordered." Mrs. Liu said while sweeping the beans into the small hole.

Finally, the beans were ground. Mrs. Liu asked the donkey to stop, gathered all the bean dregs accumulated in the grinding disc into a piece, and then grinded them again.

The bean dregs were poured on the millstone, and the donkey moved again. While sweeping the bean dregs into the small hole, Mrs. Liu scooped some clean water from the side and poured them in. Slowly, a lot of milky white raw soy milk was ground out and flowed into the small trough below, and along the water outlet on the small trough, flowing into the next bucket below.

In this way, Mrs. Liu grinded a large bucket of raw soy milk.

After removing the donkey and let Yang Ming take it back, Mrs. Liu ordered the braised rice with Wei Qingqing.

First pour the raw soy milk into a large pond, then grind the braised stone into it and boil it, and make it into a large bowl of thick marinade. Sprinkle the marinade into the raw soy milk. Even if the task is done, just wait for the raw soy milk to solidify into tofu and you can eat it.

Wei Qingqing was curious about this thing and looked at it without blinking.

As time goes by, the raw soy milk gradually changes, and the milky white raw soy milk begins to solidify and turns into a trembling paste.

"This is too delicate, right? I remember the tofu I bought was thick and yellow." Wei Qingqing said in surprise.

Mrs. Liu was cleaning the bean dregs. Hearing this, he said, "The most important thing about tofu is to order braised. If there are fewer braised crumbs, it is difficult to form. If you order too much, it will be thick and old. The one you mentioned must be big braised..."

"So that's the case?" Wei Qingqing nodded in a vague way.

"I will put the bean dregs together, and you will take them back to feed the chickens later. The eggs laid are as tender as tofu." Mrs. Liu said.

"Sister Liu, we want to make bean dregs, but we can't lose tofu..." Wei Qingqing said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, look at you, this stingy? Sister-in-law can still lose your tofu?" Sister Liu rolled her eyes. Wei Qingqing is becoming more and more naughty now.

"Hehe..." Wei Qingqing smiled.

"Yang Ming, Yang Ming... the surname Yang... get out of here..."

Suddenly, a noise came from outside, with a very loud aura. It was obvious that there were many people outside.

"What's going on?" Wei Qingqing's face turned pale. She stood up and was about to go out, but was pulled by Mrs. Liu, "Don't go, it's from the old Wang family..."

"What should I do? Yang Ming is outside..." Wei Qingqing wanted to break away from Mrs. Liu, but found that with her own strength, she could not get rid of her at all. She didn't know why Mrs. Liu was so strong.

"Don't go out, I'll go out and have a look." Mrs. Liu pressed Wei Qingqing on the small stool, for fear that she would run and scream, so she tied her up with a rope, stuffed a piece of cloth into her mouth, and then turned around and went out.

"What are you doing?" Yang Ming came out of his yard and stared at a group of people who came to him. He didn't know all of these people. In addition to the people from the Wang family, there were many new faces.

"The surname of Yang, you are biting a dog. Today we are here to ask you for an explanation." The person who spoke was Zhang Lanhua, Wang Quangen's wife.

"Yes, you don't satisfy us today, I fucked your house."

"My surname is Yang, if you don't give us an explanation today, we will never end..."

"Damn it, if you dare not pay medical expenses, I will kill you..."

Zhang Lanhua started to start, and everyone said anything later.

"What are you doing? Are you bullying?" Mrs. Liu ran over and stood in front of Yang Ming.

"Oh! Sister Liu, what's your relationship with your surname Yang? Why is it that you have something to do with you?" Zhang Lanhua looked at Sister Liu and couldn't help but feel a little sarcastic when she spoke.

"Yan Yang is very lucky. I heard that his wife is a great beauty, but I didn't expect that there was a half-old Xu girl next to her mouth. Damn, people say that rabbits don't eat grass by their nests, but this person with Yang's surname is good, so I hugged them all." A sound of air flowing in the crowd suddenly came from the crowd.

"I heard that the wife named Yang looks like a fairy. I don't know how she plays. Let's go to the top of her today and let's take her turn together." Another lewd voice came out.

These guys are unrestrained and their mouths are like toilets. Yang Ming doesn't want to communicate with them and is about to take action...

"Zhang Lanhua, is this the person you found? Do you think you can force us to withdraw the lawsuit by finding a bunch of hooligans? You think you are beautiful. Your man is in prison. You have to know that this is Zhengjia Village, so let them get out immediately." Mrs. Liu's chest was so angry that she fluctuated sharply.

"Sister-in-law Liu, let me tell you this. If you don't withdraw the lawsuit... Humph, my nephews and nephews are all in society. If I do something extraordinary, I can't stop them." Zhang Lanhua smiled coldly.

"Little bitch, just say it just because you are owed to the wheel. You are a widow and have no man to comfort you in the past few years. You probably feel uncomfortable? Let me serve you? Ah? Hahahaha..."

"The little widow is fuckingly coquettish, full of tofu smell. Could this be the legendary tofu Xishi?"

Mrs. Liu's face turned pale with anger.

"Big Hei..." Yang Ming's heart was infuriated. He could not listen anymore and said in a low voice.
To be continued...