Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

"Yeah, these grapes are really big and delicious! Aunt Zhuhua, you can try them quickly! I still have something to do, so I'll go back first." He turned and left with an empty basket.

When Song Xi came back and saw the courtyard door open, he knew Zhou Yi was back.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw a lot of cattail grass piled up in the yard, and Zhou Yi was sitting under the eaves weaving a mat with cattail grass.

Papyrus woven mats can be spread on the bed board, which also makes the bed relatively soft.

In the village of the Song family, many old people would weave mats out of cattail grass.

But in Ping'an Village, Song Xi really didn't see any cattail grass, and didn't know where Zhou Yi harvested it from.

Song Xi put down the small basket, went to the stove to get the grapes that had been placed there before, went to the well to wash them, and brought them to Zhou Yi, "Brother Yi, I have already picked the grapes at home, and I will give them away to others. , the brewing brewer, even left a bunch of wine for your brother, we only have this left, you should try it too!"

"Ah!" Zhou Yi opened his mouth to Song Xi upon hearing this.

Song Xi had no choice but to take a grape and put it in his mouth.

Who let his hands be earnestly weaving mats, she will forgive him for his bad habit of "opening his mouth when he eats".

Not all the time.

"Don't spit the grape seeds indiscriminately. Spit them in one place. I'll keep them for use." Song Xi reminded.

The taste of this unknown variety of grapes is really good.

Song Xi plans to use two methods to cultivate, one of the most primitive methods is to use grape seeds to germinate, and the other quick method is to use branch cuttings.

She currently has only one vine, and even if she cuts off all the vines, she will not be able to cultivate many.

The grapes were sweet and sour, full of fragrance. Zhou Yi spit out the grape seeds on his hand, then put them on the ground beside him, and looked at Song Xi in disbelief, "Daughter-in-law, do you still know how to make wine?"

“The process of making wine is very simple. It is to remove the diseased, shriveled, moldy fruit, green fruit, and rotten fruit, then squeeze the grapes by hand, remove the fruit stems, add sugar and put them in cans, and wait for fermentation.”

"It's just that it's a bit complicated after fermentation. The peel should be pressed down frequently. When the time is almost up, the wine must be filtered and separated."

"After the secondary fermentation, sub-packaging and aging are required. It's quite complicated, but as long as every step is done carefully, delicious wine will definitely be produced."

What Song Xi didn't say was that she added some spiritual spring water in it, so even if it was just well water, the taste would be different, let alone wine.

"I didn't marry a daughter-in-law, but a fairy!" Zhou Yi couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Just listening to it, he felt that his brain was messed up like a mess, but the little daughter-in-law said it was very simple, and it really was the brain of a scholar.

"Shhh!" Song Xi made a silent gesture, it seemed that he couldn't say such things these days, otherwise he would be labeled as feudal and superstitious.

Zhou Yi leaned over, kissed Song Xi's hand on his lips, and nodded with a smile.

Song Xi patted his arm coquettishly, and then the two of them ate a whole bunch of grapes and ate hundreds of grape seeds.

When Song Xi was picking up the piled grape seeds one by one, she suddenly saw a piece of grass under Zhou Yi's pressure, and she quickly took it out.

The more Song Xi looked at it, the more he felt that this thing looked very familiar, so he quickly got up and went back to the room.

After closing the door, he hurriedly took out the book he had just read recently in the supermarket, and after comparing it, he found that it turned out to be wild rice.

Of course, this is not wild rice. The wild rice is not rice at all, but the seed of a kind of grass. The scientific name is wild rice.

In ancient times it was called Diaohu.

That's right, it's Li Bai's "Kneel into the carved rice, and the moon is shining on a plain plate." It's Lu You's "One pillow of apples to get drunk in the afternoon, and two liters of wild rice to cook in the morning."

This kind of wild rice can be eaten with porridge, but it is very troublesome. It needs to be soaked for a day before cooking.

In modern times, this wild rice comes in two colors, the black ones that are cultivated and the taupe ones that grow naturally in the wild.

There is wild rice in Song Xi's supermarket, both of which are available. She has always found it troublesome and has never touched this kind of wild rice.

But in this difficult age, as long as it is edible, it is a good thing.

Song Xi put the book back in the book section of the supermarket, then hurriedly turned around and came out, holding the grass, and said to Zhou Yi, "Brother Yi, can I trouble you to harvest all the seeds of this grass for me? No, keep it Ten trees will do if they don’t move.”

"Okay, but what's the trouble between the husband and wife? Just ask if there's something to do."

Whatever the daughter-in-law wanted, he would bring her back.

What's more, for him, cutting some weed seeds is a trivial matter, and his wife will definitely have her uses.

"Thank you." Song Xi was overjoyed and sincerely thanked her.

Seeing that Zhou Yi raised his cheek at her so stinkingly, Song Xi slandered in his heart, but still leaned over and gave him the cheek kiss he wanted.

What's more, this is her husband, her only relative at present.

If you don't kiss when it's time to kiss, then when should you kiss?

In the evening of the next day, Zhou Yi picked out the wild wild grass that Song Xi wanted.

The two rice baskets are filled with wild wild grass.

As soon as Zhou Yi entered the door, he called out, "Daughter-in-law, I picked out what you asked for, and there are some more, I will pick out for you tomorrow."

"Thank you, thank you." Song Xi greeted him, and helped Zhou Yi wipe the sweat from his forehead and cheeks with a clean kerchief with a hint of fragrance.

Zhou Yi stood there, quietly enjoying the care of his wife.

Afterwards, Song Xi used a large dustpan to dry things, and took out the wild wild grass in the basket and spread it on the dustpan.

She plans to dry the wild rice grass for two days, and then remove the seeds on it.

The seeds of this wild rice are similar to wheat, there is no shell, and some are just the outer skin.

If there is a husk like rice, there is no way to remove the husk without machine processing.

And wild rice is simple, just rub off the outer skin, wash it, dry it in the sun and store it in a can.

After covering the dustpan with wild wild grass, Zhou Yi moved the dustpan under the eaves. It cannot be left outside at night, otherwise it will be covered with dew at night, and the speed of drying will be slowed down at that time.

Zhou Yi picked six baskets of wild wild grass for Song Xi and came back. Afterwards, under Song Xi's guidance, the two of them pulled all the wild wild grass seeds off the grass.

Song Xi kept ten catties, rubbed off the outer skin of the rest, washed it, and dried it in the sun. After weighing it, it was 190 catties.

The yield of this wild wild rice is extremely low, and it is not known how much area Zhou Yi harvested to harvest so much.

However, Song Xi has spiritual spring water, and the output of anything can be doubled in her hands.

The reason why Song Xi left behind ten catties of wild rice seeds was mainly to find a place to plant them and let the wild rice continue to multiply.

Otherwise, it will really have to be imported from abroad in the future.