The method of brewing sorghum wine.
Cheng Ke was sitting on a chair in the corner of the terrace on the second floor of the restaurant, looking down at his phone seriously. There was a table of guests playing sand painting next to him.
"Brother Cheng," a girl turned her head here, "Can you help me fix the details of this picture, I want to take a photo."
"Okay." Cheng Ke put down his phone and stood up, walked over and looked at the paintings on the sand painting table.
The painting is of a cat. To be precise, he guessed that it is a cat. After all, there is a cat at home, and every day it is lying on various places where it wants to lie in various forms.
"Here is the eyes," Cheng Ke squeezed the sand, wiped it on the cat's eyes, and added two small points of sand, "This way it's brighter... The edge of the ear... It's better to wear it this way... "
"Ah," a few people exclaimed in a low voice, nodding all the time, "A master can see what he looks like with just two clicks, it's amazing."
"That's about it," Cheng Ke repaired the cat and sprinkled a little sand around it at will, "It's quite deceptive to photograph it like this."
When several people took pictures with their mobile phones, Cheng Ke sat back in the chair and continued to check the method of brewing sorghum wine.
There is still more than half a year before Jiang Yuduo's birthday, but for him, the time is very short, and he has to pick out the simplest and most likely to succeed among several schemes.
Soak sorghum for 24 hours and change the water every six or seven hours
Steam it in a pot until it blooms... What kind of pot? How to steam? flowering? what flowers
Let cool and mix.
This can also be understood, it is the same as adding yeast when making strawberry wine.
Fermentation. Put it in a bucket, what bucket? Cover with fresh film, then cover with plastic sheet... Let it sit for two or three months? so long
Cheng Ke quickly calculated the time again.
Should be about the same.
And then... Distillation.
Distiller? what the hell? Still use this thing
Cheng Ke hurriedly checked the distiller again, and when he saw several huge stainless steel barrels connected by N pipes, he quit the production tutorial.
Buying this set of things can fill the small backyard of Jiang Yuduo's house.
give up.
Let’s start with cat fur scarves.
The new store opened not long ago, and there were quite a few things to do. He didn't know if he was hungry or not until dinner was almost over and he left the restaurant.
From here to Jiang Yuduo, the distance is not too far. At four subway stations, Cheng Ke sent a message to Jiang Yuduo to ask him if he had eaten. Jiang Yuduo did not bring him back.
Since Da Miao's business was on the right track, Jiang Yuduo has been very busy. When Xiao Sun and Chen Qing are resting, he has to be on top.
Cheng Ke watched him lose weight in a few months, but he didn't feel anything. He went to the store with high spirits every day, like a spring outing.
When Cheng Ke was about to reach the door of Miao, he saw Jiang Yuduo standing beside the trash can on the street, smoking a cigarette, looking at a T-junction diagonally opposite.
Cheng Ke glanced over there and saw nothing special.
But Jiang Yuduo was not in a daze. When he was still four or five meters away, Jiang Yuduo turned his face, smiled at him, and shouted, "Why did you come here!"
"It's so powerful, how did you perceive me coming?" Cheng Ke walked over with a smile.
"I smell it." Jiang Yuduo said.
"What's the smell?" Cheng Ke tugged on his clothes and smelled it, "It's cold, so it shouldn't have any smell."
"Perfume," Jiang Yuduo said, "Didn't you change your perfume spray cabinet recently?"
Cheng Ke smiled and glanced at Chen Qing who was busy in the store by himself: "Why didn't you help him?"
"It was me all the time. He went in and changed me out to eat after eating," Jiang Yuduo said, "Have you eaten yet?"
"...No, I wanted to call you, but you didn't reply to my message." Cheng Ke sighed.
Jiang Yuduo quickly took out his mobile phone and looked at it: "I didn't hear it, I was eating at that time... I'll buy you something to eat, and now the braised pork noodles next door is super delicious, but it's too stingy. So big."
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Come in, there is room inside, but it's cold outside." Jiang Yuduo said.
"It won't occupy the guest's space anymore," Cheng Ke smiled and sat down on the chair next to him, "Just here."
Jiang Yuduo ran to the store next door and bought him three fisted braised pork noodles, which he brought in a bowl.
Cheng Ke took a sip, and it tasted good and fragrant.
"Do you still want to eat?" He picked out a chopstick and asked Jiang Yuduo.
"I'm tired of eating," Jiang Yuduo rubbed his stomach, "I'm panicking watching you eat now."
"Then don't look." Cheng Ke lowered his head and continued to eat.
"You still have to watch, and you can't see it all day and night," Jiang Yuduo stared at him, "If you don't want to come to accompany me, it's only for a few hours at night."
"Just ask another person," Cheng Ke said, "so you don't have to be so tired."
"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "Chen Qing won't let me."
"Why not?" Cheng Ke was stunned.
"The cost is too high," Jiang Yuduo smiled. "It's almost the same for three people, that is, there will be a little more time for meals, and the other time is to make some milk tea or something."
"Go and weigh yourself later," Cheng Ke said, "I've lost a lot of weight."
"What are you afraid of losing weight?" Jiang Yuduo leaned back on the chair, took off his clothes, and slapped his stomach twice, with a crisp sound, "Did you see that?"
The two slaps were a little too loud, and all the people passing by looked over.
"Hey," Cheng Ke hurriedly pulled his clothes off, "what do I look at? I look at it every day. I not only look at it but also touch it."
"Still biting and licking." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Shut up!" Cheng Ke roared while suppressing his voice.
Jiang Yuduo laughed, and after laughing for a while, he leaned on the table and leaned beside him: "I like it very much."
"... What?" Cheng Ke took a hard bite of the noodles.
"You bite my stomach." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke almost choked his nose with a mouthful of face, and he slapped his chopsticks on the table: "Jiang Laosan, is there any spring ingredient in the medicine that Dr. Li changed for you last time?"
Jiang Yuduo couldn't stop laughing happily.
Cheng Ke finished eating the noodles, and while Jiang Yuduo seemed to be in a relaxed mood, he asked, "You just stood there, what were you looking at?"
"When are you coming?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
Jiang Yuduo glanced over there again: "I may have been too busy recently, and the pressure is a bit heavy..."
"Have you seen them?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Well," Jiang Yuduo responded, frowning, "but it's not the same as before, that is... what I saw were little ants."
Cheng Ke was stunned: "Did you tell Dr. Li?"
"Said," Jiang Yuduo said, "Doctor Li said that the little ant didn't come out, and he was still locked in the hospital where he was transferred... Actually, of course I know that he didn't come out, and he couldn't come out."
"The time he appeared, it was impossible for you to be irritated at all," Cheng Ke touched his face, "don't talk about you, I sometimes get a jolt when I hear the sound of the window."
"Trash," Jiang Yuduo said, "I knew it was meow or the wind when I heard the sound of the window."
"...Oh." Cheng Ke clicked his tongue.
"When I saw the little ant," Jiang Yuduo grabbed his hand, lowered his head and bit on his fingertips, "I immediately told myself that it was not real, it was an illusion, and it would not threaten me, Cheng Ke There's no danger either... but there's still fear."
"Well." Cheng Ke replied gently, "Would you like to have a good chat with Dr. Li?"
"Let's wait a few years later, your birthday is over, I'm fine now, the little ants left when I smelled you," Jiang Yuduo said, "When I'm with you, most of the time I can't see it his."
"Then I'll take some time off and stay with you every day." Cheng Ke said.
"No need," Jiang Yuduo laughed, "I didn't mean it that way... I may be like this all my life, taking medicine, seeing a doctor, occasionally seeing a little ant or someone else, and then getting nervous and scared, but this is the same as Eating, sleeping, and acting like a hooligan is a part of my life, right? It’s a lot better to understand this.”
"Third brother," Cheng Ke looked at him for a long time, "I found that you have suddenly matured a lot."
"I'm quite mature," Jiang Yuduo raised his eyebrows, "especially compared to you."
"Oh." Cheng Ke glanced at his finger that was still in Jiang Yuduo's mouth, "It's more mature than me."
"You didn't wash your hands today, did you?" Jiang Yuduo loosened his fingers, turned his head and snorted.
"...I didn't wash it," Cheng Ke said, "what, is it salty?"
"No, I bit the sand," Jiang Yuduo said, "are you playing with the sand?"
"Well," Cheng Ke pulled back his hands and stood up and walked towards the store, "I'll wash my hands before you eat."
"Give it at night, too," Jiang Yuduo whispered after him, "suppress me."
"Is this a great reason?" Cheng Ke turned his head.
"Is it sufficient?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"...Yes." Cheng Ke was helpless.
Since the reason for suppressing shock was developed by Jiang Yuduo, the utilization rate has been very high, and it's okay to be busy at ordinary times. During the few days off during the New Year, Cheng Ke felt that he didn't rest at all, and was basically giving Jiang Yuduo the pressure to panic.
You help me suppress the shock, I help you suppress the shock, BGM is the explosion of firecrackers and fireworks.
"I'm going to be busy again tomorrow," Cheng Ke leaned against the head of the bed and glanced at a tooth print that was bitten out of his belly. "To sleep tonight is to sleep. There is no other activity. I have a meeting tomorrow morning."
"I also want to have a meeting," Jiang Yuduo lay beside him, "Chen Qing said that he would have a meeting to discuss the business plan for the next year."
Cheng Ke couldn't help laughing for a long time: "He is very motivated."
"That must be motivated," Jiang Yuduo said. "If you give him the shares, he is also the one who will receive year-end dividends."
"What are your plans after the new year?" Cheng Ke asked.
"We're going to annex the fish ball store upstairs," Jiang Yuduo said. "They're on the second floor, at the corner of the mall. Most people can't see that place when they go shopping. The business is not very good. Maybe they want to change hands. , if we take over, the area will be expanded, and it will be able to sell something else."
"Not bad." Cheng Ke nodded.
"The transfer fee is probably not low." Jiang Yuduo sighed.
"I'm out." Cheng Ke said.
"No," Jiang Yuduo simply refused, "Am I still short of the transfer fee?"
Cheng Ke smiled and rubbed his face.
It was Cheng Ke's birthday soon after the new year. Jiang Yuduo was busy discussing the annexation of the fish ball shop, and at night he spent time on the table next to him to remove his watch.
Cheng Ke is very helpless. The room is so big. Jiang Yuduo is going to give him a birthday surprise. Basically, it is difficult for him not to see it, especially Jiang Yuduo has no sense of confidentiality, so he has to rest halfway through. Without cleaning up, he glanced in the corner of the eye and already saw what Jiang Yuduo was going to do.
The watch has been completely dismantled, and the parts are neatly arranged on the table, with a lacquered black square tea tray in the middle, and glue tweezers or something next to it.
At a glance, I know that it is probably a painting.
"Don't peek!" Jiang Yuduo shouted at the door, "After peeking, he said the surprise is gone!"
"I don't want to fucking look at it, so you're going to stab me in the face, can I not see it," Cheng Ke was very helpless, "I have to pass here when I go to hang my clothes!"
Jiang Yuduo took a newspaper, came over and opened the cover over the pile of things: "Is that all right?"
"...Okay." Cheng Ke sighed.
"Where's my birthday present?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Secret." Cheng Ke said.
"It's all up to me to keep secrets," Jiang Yuduo said, "Can't you do it?"
"Is your birthday here?" Cheng Ke stared at him, "Is it there?"
"No." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Then how do you know I can't do it?" Cheng Ke asked.
Jiang Yuduo clicked his tongue and walked away.
It's really possible that he couldn't do it. After Cheng Ke gave up the sorghum wine, he turned to the meow wool scarf, but after checking for a long time, it was impossible to knit the cat hair into thread, so he had changed the scarf to Hairball.
He planned to poke a few cats with cat hair and make a keychain for Jiang Yuduo or something.
But this thing is also very difficult. Meow's hair has accumulated a few dumplings. His plan is to make it according to the meow on the sign of Jiang Yuduo's milk tea shop, with one head, two ears, and a tail glued to the back. He also drew an exploded diagram, bought some wool, and practiced in the restaurant when he had nothing to do. After all, the cat's hair did not dare to be wasted, but after practicing for so long, the best thing he did was just a ball, not so much. round.
On the contrary, Jiang Yuduo's gift seems to have been completed, and the parts have disappeared. There is a black box on the table with a red bow tied on it.
Jiang Yuduo carried out the surprise without surprise very thoroughly, and Cheng Ke even saw the confession he wrote on the box with a golden lacquer pen.
Hello Cheng Ke.
Happy birthday.
This is your second birthday present.
is a painting.
I dismantled more than one watch, and I also bought several to dismantle, otherwise there are not enough parts.
Hope you are as happy as those flowers every day.
I love you.
Probably dismantled a bunch of watches and made a painting of many flowers.
Cheng Ke didn't care too much about the disappearance of the surprise. One of the reasons Jiang Yuduo fascinated him was this kind of speechless frankness.
What's more, these words are so clumsy and sincere that people's hearts are quickly melted.
Only the two of them celebrated this birthday by themselves, without calling friends or going out.
The meals were not ordered for takeout either, it was the hot pot made by Jiang Yuduo himself.
When Cheng Ke was eating, he remembered many things from the past, and his taste buds seemed to be connected with memory.
After eating, Jiang Yuduo stood up: "I have a surprise for you."
"Yeah." Cheng Ke smiled, waiting for him to go into the room and bring the black gift box.
But Jiang Yuduo walked into the kitchen and took out a cake box.
"You even bought a cake?" Cheng Ke was stunned, this can be considered a surprise, after all, he had no plans to eat cake.
"I didn't buy it," Jiang Yuduo put the cake on the table and opened the lid, "Dangdangdangdang! Look!"
surprise.
It was an absolute surprise.
"Damn it," Cheng Ke jumped up, "what did you do?"
"Well," Jiang Yuduo nodded, but was a little surprised, "how can you tell that I did it?"
"Isn't this nonsense, which cake shop would sell such ugly cakes." Cheng Ke said.
"Your uncle," Jiang Yuduo was amused, "is it ugly?"
"Ugly," Cheng Ke looked at the cake, laughed for a while and then wanted to cry. He took out his mobile phone and took a few pictures of the cake, "It's so ugly."
"Do you like it?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"I like it very much." Cheng Ke walked up to him and hugged him tightly, biting Jiang Yuduo's neck hard, "I like it so much."
"This is a surprise, isn't it?" Jiang Yuduo raised his hand and rubbed his neck a few times while gasping.
Cheng Ke smiled and kissed him again, then turned to look at the cake.
The cake is square, very simple, all white, with two hearts next to each other in the center.
The cream is very uneven, and the cream flowers on the top are also big and small, but the two hearts in the middle are well drawn.
"There is fruit in it, I put a lot of fruit in it," Jiang Yuduo put his arms around behind him, took out a candle, only took a "3" and lit it, inserted it in the middle of the cake, in his ear He said, "You are three years old, young master."
"Well." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Make a wish and blow the candle." Jiang Yuduo put his arms around his waist, lowered his head and put his chin on his shoulder, looking at the cake.
Cheng Ke closed his eyes.
In fact, he didn't know what kind of wish he wanted to make.
The life he wants, the person he wants, is right in front of him.
What else do you wish for
Cheng Ke leaned back on Jiang Yuduo and thought about it with his eyes closed.
Well, let's take a long time.