C84 Wine Jar

She took the purple grapes and placed them in the basket on her back. Ning Yan filled the basket and headed down the mountain.

Seeing those chestnut trees at the foot of the mountain, Ning Yan stopped in her tracks, as she missed the chestnut cake.

But chestnut is not ripe yet.

You have to wait a month to eat.

Returning back from the mountain, Ning Yan took out the juicer and crushed the grapes she brought down from the mountain into juice.

It was not enough to make a wine.

There weren't enough wine jars in the house, so he decided to make some big jars from the bricklayers first.

He carried the grape juice to the small study and saw that Ning Xiaoyao was writing. The large words were written in a very shape, at least much better than what she was writing.

It wasn't that he didn't want to write the words well, but that he didn't have that much time to raise such a large family.

The next day, Ning Yan went to the county city, and stayed in the Tang siblings' shop for the whole morning. Seeing the Tang siblings and the newbie, Ah Ya, who was extremely focused on his work, ran out by himself.

Tang Yi used a piece of sackcloth covered with water from a soap pods to clean the grill. It was used as a barbeque in the first place, and there were some oil stains on the grill, but they were unavoidable.

However, there was not a single drop of oil on the grill Tang Yi used.

Even the corners had to be brushed once with a mane brush.

Ah Wang dragged the table with Ah Ya, and the wooden floor started to shine.

Ning Yan was unable to stay any longer. Although she was very satisfied with the hardworking look of the shop assistant in her shop, that was not only to the point of making her look like Yang Bailu.

After leaving the barbeque store, Ning Yan walked towards the shop that Qian Hu was managing.

Selling buns in the morning, cooking lunch at noon and roasting food at night …

When Qian Hu managed the shop that he was not free all day, it was impossible for it to be as clean as the Tang siblings' shop.

However …

It was cleaner than most of the shops.

Just as Ning Yan walked in, the waiter that Qian Hu found brought out a bowl of cold water.

It was still sweet in his mouth.

"Sugar?"

"It was Brother Hu who asked me to put it in. It can't be that much sugar in a pot of water, but water is sweet and free. Those who don't want to spend money and sugar won't come to our shop to eat." Finally the boy lowered his voice.

He was afraid that someone would learn his business.

Never would he have thought that Qian Hu's mind would have such a meticulous time.

Looking back at the kitchen, Qian Hu was holding a big pot in his hands. A set of hot dishes came out after flipping a few times.

He moved the spoon and seasonings skillfully.

If not for the fact that she taught Qian Hu how to cook, just by looking at the array, Ning Yan would have thought that she was a small child.

Qian Hu who was cooking inside also saw Ning Yan. He used a towel to wipe the sweat off his forehead and walked out.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"I'm fine, can you do it?"

If I want to use a helper, a lot of people have to line up. "" I don't know. Qian Hu said casually, he did not understand what Ning Yan meant at all.

Ning Yan was worried, she had to worry about Qian Hu's smuggle of salt, and would leave the Tongxian County sooner or later.

"When you have time, go see your sister." Ning Yan pointed.

That girl, Wu Mei, kept running towards the foot of the mountain …

There was no need to think to know that Wu Mei was scheming against the Mrs. Qian. Ning Yan could help the Mrs. Qian once or twice, but a person like Wu Mei could only be taught a lesson and get back at him once.

"I know." Qian Hu nodded, under the urging of the guests, he turned and ran towards kitchen, cooking was something that could not be delayed.

Ning Yan ate two bowls of rice in the store and when she wanted to add another bowl, she saw that the old man was staring at him.

"What are you looking at?"

"Young Lady, you ate a lot." As the old man spoke, she picked up the chopsticks in her hand and pushed a few grains of rice into her mouth.

"Yes, there are indeed quite a few." There were also plenty of people who consumed a lot of strength, so there was no problem at all.

After the waiter refilled the bowl of rice, he added the perfectly cooked Red Braised Meat and took a bite. There was only one word to describe it — fragrant.

After finishing his meal, the old man's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

"If you eat so much, won't your husband kick you out?"

"You talk so much nonsense." Didn't your wife chase you out? " Ning Yan continued to eat her meal after she finished speaking.

Qian Hu seemed to be very talented in cooking.

The cooked food tasted good.

The seasonings used were all the same, but they were slightly better than the ones used by ordinary people.

Was this the so-called talent?

As she was eating, Ning Yan heard the old man muttering, "Not only was she chased out, that damned grandma didn't even cook, she just gave them to a few people, almost to the point of being full."

As the old man spoke, his voice became more melodious.

Smelling her hurt, and hearing her tears, Ning Yan was happy to see the old man act so badly.

After finishing the bowl of food, Ning Yan did not continue eating. She still had matters to attend to in the city, so she had to make some big pots.

Some of the wine was buried underground.

After Zhou Quan brought the hops from Sichuan, he would make some beer.

When the time came for him to drink the beer with the red wine, that would be a happy day.

After asking Qian Hu about the bricklayer's yard, Ning Yan walked out of the shop.

Business was getting better and better, Ning Yan liked to watch accounts the most. The numbers on the account book were her money, the capital to live in the future.

The road to north of the city was not easy, it took them a full circle to finally find the bricklayer's courtyard.

He knocked on the door and an old man walked out … The corners of Ning Yan's mouth twitched when he saw the old man's familiar face. This old man looked really familiar, he was the old man who was eating in front of her in the shop.

"What are you doing here?" The old man wasn't courteous at all, directly asking in a voice that was brimming with vigor. This time, the old man's voice was exactly the same as Qian Hu's shop's gentle and sad appearance.

If she did not confirm that he had seen this face before, just from the voice, Ning Yan thought she recognized the wrong person, so she asked in detail: "Is this Master Deng's house?"

"It's me." The old man replied as he started to size up Ning Yan once again. Ning Yan was frightened from being stared at, afraid that the old man would once again despise her for eating too much.

"I heard that the jar you made is very good …"

"That's right. In the Tongxian County, the only wine vat that is to be produced is my Deng Family. You come, you come. Take a look at the sealed-off shape of the vat, this shape …"

Ning Yan's face carried an elegant and polite smile. Maintaining an expression was a very daughter-in-law's matter, so much so that Ning Yan's cheeks were almost turned stiff.

He had never met such a narcissistic person. To praise his own pot to the point where it was like a flower, he would never end until it was straddling. His endurance was truly good.

Ning Yan felt that this old man was unreliable and thought of changing the blacksmith to make a vat.

"Go to work, it's not over yet." An old woman came out of the house.

His hair was neatly combed. The moment he opened his mouth, the old man let out a silly laugh and stopped talking. He was very obedient.