"Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, wake up, wake up," Xiaofeng gently shook Xiaoqi. Xiaoqi struggled to open her eyes, then closed them, "Master, the wine is delicious, so good."
"You didn’t finish all my wine, did you?" Xiaofeng had a bad premonition.
She had only brewed a little, not much.
Xiaoqi cracked a smile, "No, I only drank a little bit."
So the wine was really that good, truly delicious.
Xiaofeng couldn’t be bothered with it and headed straight for the storage room.
The straw on top of the two large jars where she had stored the wine had been pried open by Xiaoqi, revealing a tapped barrel.
Xiaoqi had already tapped the jars, so she had no choice but to pump out the wine and find time to distill it.
There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so it was a good time to distill the wine at the small courtyard.
No sooner said than done, after a short nap, she went out.
Fortunately, the small courtyard was quiet, undisturbed; in no time, she had pumped out the wine, and then took some husks from the space, buried them around the wine jars, and started to light the fire for distillation.
"Grandpa, I’m making some wine, do you want to come try it? I’ll let you have the first sip," Xiaofeng called Mr. Gu and asked if he wanted to come over.
Mr. Gu was currently with a few old friends and, upon hearing his granddaughter-in-law inviting him for a drink, he said proudly, "You’re in for a treat, my granddaughter-in-law is calling me to taste her wine, do you want to join?"
"Go, of course!" As soon as the others heard there was wine to drink, they certainly wanted to go.
Xiaofeng looked at the smiling faces before her, feeling somewhat at a loss.
She knew all these elders, to be precise, they used to be very important people. She had seen them often on the news, but now they were retired, enjoying their days birdwatching and gardening.
Even so, Xiaofeng didn’t dare to neglect them and even prepared several dishes for them to enjoy with their drinks.
"This wine is much better than the last one; ah, it’s really good."
"The taste is so much better than last time; granddaughter-in-law, you’ve improved immensely."
"I’ve been experimenting on my own for a few days. This one has ginseng added, this one has a type of treetop, the kind that’s good for your health. Between these two, which one do you think is better? Not to hide it from you, Grandpas, but I’m also planning to open a small wine tavern and sell some of our homemade rice wine."
"The treetop wine is delicious and has a faint fragrance. Ginseng is good too, it doesn’t have the bitterness of ginseng, but has a subtle sweetness, nice. However, we are old, our bodies certainly can’t handle ginseng wine; it must be quite nourishing, right?"
"You want to drink it, and I wouldn’t give it to you. Have you thought about how expensive ginseng is? Girl, let me see the ginseng you are using." Ginseng of a low age isn’t worth much, but older ones certainly have a high price.
Xiaofeng fetched a piece of ginseng from the wine jar, about as thick as a chopstick—maybe even thicker, as it had swelled in the wine.
Mr. Gu didn’t seem to believe it at first.
No longer concerned with drinking, he leaned in to get a closer look.
It must be at least a century old.
"Girl, where did you get this ginseng? You really don’t hesitate to invest." Century-old ginseng, the market price starts at least from fifty thousand.
The girl is too casual, using such fine ginseng to brew wine. Wouldn’t it be better used to save lives?
Thinking of this, Mr. Gu demanded all the ginseng wine Xiaofeng had brewed: "This is wine made with century-old ginseng. You are not allowed to sell it; it might even be used as a medicine."
She wanted to say, Grandpa, there’s no need to worry, there are still many ginseng plants in the forest of her space, but she couldn’t say it.
Because there was no way to explain.
Grandpa understood medicine and valued century-old ginseng like a treasure, which made sense.
It seems she won’t be able to make ginseng wine any longer; making treetop wine would be just fine.
The items from the space, full of Spiritual Energy, naturally made for delicious wine. Most importantly, this type of treetop also emitted a faint fragrance; both the smell and the taste gave a very pleasant feeling.
"Look at him, acting so stingy. Not even his granddaughter-in-law is saying anything, and he’s treating it like some sort of precious treasure."
"Exactly, he just wants to take our money."
"Granddaughter-in-law, we’re not paying for the wine today, right?" It was a great deal to get to drink such good wine for free.
Smiling: "Of course, I won’t charge you, Grandpas. When my wine tavern opens, I hope you’ll all support it."
It looked like everyone approved of the taste of these rice wines.
"Naturally, don’t worry, we’ll definitely support it."
As one of the grandpas was leaving, he wanted to buy the ginseng that Xiaofeng had soaked in the wine, offering a direct price of one hundred thousand yuan.