This is crossing

Chapter 34

?The next morning, Anya arrived as scheduled.

Yang Tao has already got up and has nothing to do. He shouts "one, two, three, four" and does radio gymnastics in the yard.

The observant elf immediately noticed that Yang Tao's spirit was different, as if he had let go of a big stone in his heart, his eyes were flying, and his whole person seemed relaxed.

"It seems that something good happened to Yang?" Anya asked with a faint smile on her lips.

Yang Tao said "hey" twice, with a trace of shyness and youthfulness in the corners of his eyes.

Anya watched it interestingly: "Did you find the person you were looking for?"

"Ah, more or less, haha." Yang Tao rolled his eyes twice, and changed the subject in an unwise manner, "An Ya, are we going to prepare the ingredients for wine making today?"

Anya smiled: "Well, what do you plan to use to make wine?"

Yang Tao said: "I want to make fruit wine. The wine I drink at home is made by my mother. I think it tastes good."

"Grape? I haven't heard of this fruit. Is it a specialty of your hometown?"

"That's it."

Thinking of the same fruit, their name is durian, but here it is called thorn fruit, Yang Tao described the appearance of grapes with a little expectation, and asked, "Have you ever seen such a fruit?"

Anya shook her head and said, "I've never seen it before."

Yang Tao was a little disappointed, but it was nothing. He knew that besides grapes, there are many other fruits that can be fermented into wine.

The two went out while talking, going to visit the orchard in the town.

While walking and chatting, Yang Tao said: "That guy named Hank sells such terrible wine, yet the tavern can still be kept open."

"Actually, Hank's wine is pretty good."

Yang Tao wondered if he heard it wrong, that kind of cloudy, sour and astringent drink can also be called "not bad"?He felt that this was a brewing failure at all, and it was not qualified as vinegar.

Anya said: "There are only three taverns in the entire Grand Town. Hank's wine is not very good, but the other two are also very average. But Hank has one advantage - the wine is never mixed with water, which is more kind than the other two , so his wine can indeed be regarded as the best in Grand Town."

Yang Tao immediately felt deep sympathy for the people of Grand Town.

"Can the elves make wine?" he asked.

"Every elf can make mead." Anya added, "We found that the sweeter the thing, the greater the success rate of making wine."

When Yang Tao thought about it, it was indeed the case. Grapes are so sweet, but sugar is added to them when making wine.Other fruits that can be used to make wine are also high in sugar.

Yang Tao recalled the taste of Hank wine, he should be brewed with some kind of grain, it will be so sour, there must be a mistake in some necessary link.It may be that the seal is not done well, or it may be stored at the wrong temperature.

To make wine from grain, as far as he knows, distiller's yeast must be used.As for distiller's yeast, what he understood was moldy grains. If there was a way to get some, he could try brewing ale.Perhaps the taste of the people in Grand Town would be easier to accept this kind of rough wine.

As for the fruit wine, Yang Tao doesn't know much about the fruits of Luo Ran Continent. He doesn't know what can be made into wine and what can't. He plans to try different varieties. Can't we put all the eggs in one basket!Try several pots, there will always be one pot that will succeed, right?

It was not long before they reached the only orchard in town.

Gran Town is relatively poor, and it is considered good for the townspeople to have enough food and clothing. Fruits and the like can basically be considered luxuries, so this orchard is also very shabby, a small garden with a few sparse rows of fruit trees.

To Yang Tao's surprise, he found a persimmon on earth in it!One by one, the little red lanterns hang on the branches of the tree, which is really beautiful.

Without further ado, Yang Tao picked one, peeled off the skin and took a bite of the flesh. It was soft and sweet, and tasted like persimmons on earth.

After eating one in a blink of an eye, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand: "What's this called?"

"My lord, this is red velvet fruit, which grows best this season, so sweet! Let the old farmer pack some for you?" said the fruit farmer next to him.

"First come... ten catties!"

The fruit grower looked bewildered.

Yang Tao realized that the unit of measurement here is different from that of the earth: "Fill that bag for me." He pointed to a cloth bag that was not too small.

The fruit grower understood this time, and quickly filled the whole bag with his hands and feet.

There are two other kinds of fruits in the orchard this season, both of which are native to other continents. Yang Tao has never seen them before, and he doesn't know whether they should be used or not. In short, he needs some before leaving.

After leaving the orchard, the two went to order some wine jars.Then I went home, rolled up my sleeves, and started cleaning the fruits I bought. ?