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Chapter 19 Is there someone at home?

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    The wheat at home is stored in the granary. It is said to be a granary, but in fact it is just a large frame made of bamboo made by Yunlin. The bamboo basket is tight and the wheat inside will not leak out.

    Looking at the big bamboo basket filled with wheat, Yunjing felt troubled.

    The thing is two feet high from the ground and placed on a base made of several slippery bamboos. The reason for this is to prevent the food from getting damp, and the slippery bamboo can also prevent mice from climbing up and causing trouble.  Disaster for food.

    The bamboo basket containing the wheat is nearly one and a half meters high, and with the two-foot-high base below it, Yunjing, who is now two years old, is only a small fat mound of less than one meter, which he cannot reach

    How can this be fixed?

    Yunjing couldn¡¯t help but scratch his head.

    After walking half a circle around the bamboo basket, his eyes lit up and he discovered that there was a small gate at the bottom of the bamboo basket. He only needed to pull open a wooden board and the wheat inside could flow out along the bamboo tube.

    The small gate was only a little more than one meter above the ground. He only needed to bring a chair and stand on it.

    So he dragged a chair with great effort, found a small sieve with a diameter of one and a half feet at home, then stood on the stool and opened the valve to catch the wheat.

    He closed the valve after taking about half a kilogram. More was not necessary. After all, the first time he made maltose was more of an experimental nature.

    "The key to maltose is malt. Germinating wheat is a delicate job. The container holding the wheat must be water-permeable, otherwise the wheat will easily rot when soaked in water. However, wheat germination requires water, so the container must have a certain degree of water-locking ability.  , this bamboo sieve only meets the requirement of water permeability. If you want to lock in the moisture, you have to put a piece of cloth inside, preferably gauze, but my family is so poor that cloth pieces the size of my palm are extremely precious. Where can I get gauze?  ? Forget it, I¡¯ll water it a few more times a day. Anyway, I¡¯m still young and don¡¯t have to work, so I have plenty of time"

    Recalling the process of making maltose, Yunjing could only keep it simple due to limited conditions.

    Getting good wheat to germinate must not be known to the family, otherwise the buttocks will definitely be opened. So Yunjing took the sieve containing wheat outside the house, went to the back of the shed where firewood was piled, and decided to cultivate it here.  malt.

    Families usually collect firewood at the front door, which is less likely to be discovered.

    But to be on the safe side, he decided to use tree branches to cover it, which would also keep the wheat in a cool and shaded place, meeting the growing conditions and killing two birds with one stone.

    Put two wooden sticks under the sieve to prevent the sieve from directly contacting the ground and affecting the growth of malt. Then Yunjing spread the wheat inside, went to the water tank to get water to soak the wheat, and then covered the sieve with branches, and everything was done.  It's a job. You only need to water it every day to ensure the moisture for wheat germination and wait for the wheat germ to grow.

    The process is not complicated, but the cloudscape is too small, so it is very laborious to do. For example, when he goes to scoop out water from the water tank, he has to put a stool under his feet.

    Once again, Yunjing desperately hopes that he will grow up quickly, even though he knows that when he grows up, he will not be as carefree as he is now

    That day, Yunjing¡¯s family came back from work. In the evening, Grandpa Yunlin asked him if anyone had come to the house, saying that a sieve he had made was missing.

    Of course Yunjing wouldn¡¯t say that the sieve was taken away by him, he just shook his head and said he didn¡¯t know, and then Yunlin frowned and muttered that he had remembered it wrong?  Hey, my memory is bad as I get older

    Yunjing was filled with admiration for his grandfather's reaction. He had knitted so many bamboo products at home, carrying a basket, dustpan, sieves and other things in his pocket, but he could tell at a glance that an inconspicuous sieve was missing.

    To this, he could only say that his family was poor and everything seemed very precious. Even though it was just a small sieve, it could be sold for a few copper coins in the town.

    Days passed by, and the family was busy farming without noticing Yunjing¡¯s small movements. Due to seasonal reasons, under Yunjing¡¯s careful care, it took half a month for the wheat to sprout and grow to the level he was satisfied with.

    The next step is the key step of making maltose, which can be regarded as a major challenge for the small Yunjing.

    We have glutinous rice at home, so it¡¯s not difficult to steal some. What¡¯s difficult is making a fire to cook glutinous rice. He doesn¡¯t have a stove high enough, so it¡¯s too difficult for him. The operation is difficult. If one person is not good, let alone the whole maltose, he will light it at home.  It's possible

    "So we can't do it at home. Fire prevention is urgent. We can only go outside the house. The problem is that if we go outside the house, there will be no pot"

    Yunjing was confused, and finally set his sights on the pickle jar at home. If there was no pot, he used a pickle jar instead. This thing was fired at high temperature and was more than enough to cook glutinous rice, and even the subsequent fermentation process could be used.  In the pickle jarOK.

    Having made up his mind, Yunjing took advantage of his family members to go to work in the fields at noon one day to officially start the operation.

    In the yard, I made a simple stove with stones, cleaned an empty pickle jar, and got about two kilograms of glutinous rice, washed the rice, added water and put it on the stove.

    This simple process almost made him exhausted. The pickle jar weighed several kilograms, and with the glutinous rice and water it weighed about ten kilograms. Such a weight was too difficult for his small body, and he almost broke it several times.  The pickle jar broke.

    However, after finally completing these steps, the greater difficulty almost made him give up making maltose.

    The so-called difficulties are actually not difficult at all for ordinary people, but here in Yunjing it is extremely difficult.

    Make a fire.

    It was such a simple thing that Yunjing almost gave up.

    There was no lighter, and there was no fire at home. There was only a primitive fire-making tool like a fire sickle. Yunjing used the fire sickle to knock for a long time. He almost broke his arm but could not raise the fire. At most, there were only scattered sparks

    "Isn't this too difficult?"

    In the yard, Yunjing, who had everything ready, looked at the pickle jar on the simple stove and was speechless.

    "However, it's already this time. It's impossible to give up. The fire sickle can't light a fire, but it doesn't mean that Yunjing can't do anything.

    He found a small piece of bamboo, and then went to the corner of the wall to scrape a white powder, which was Glauber's salt. He had learned common sense in elementary school in his previous life. There were many such things at the base of walls in rural areas, especially where livestock were kept.

    After a while, Yunjing scraped off half a bowl of Glauber's salt.

    Put the scraped Glauber's salt into a simple stove, then go to the house to find charcoal and make it into powder and mix it with the Glauber's salt.

    "Tsk, this thing can be called the most primitive fire-powder, the best combustion accelerant. It is not easy to use to make fire. It is too difficult for me. In order to make maltose, I have to climb the technology tree"

    Shaking his head, Yunjing, who was pressed for time, added twigs to the mixture of Glauber's salt and charcoal, and then began to tap the fire sickle. As sparks fell, the mixture burned with a slight stinging sound, and the flames jumped up, igniting the twigs.

    The fire was finally lit, and then more firewood was added to increase the firepower to cook the glutinous rice.

    Half an hour later, the glutinous rice was cooked. Yunjing extinguished the fire and used a spatula to stir the glutinous rice until it almost became a paste. At this time, the glutinous rice had cooled to about 40 to 50 degrees, and then added chopped malt and stirred again.  Let it mix well together.

    Looking at the mixture of glutinous rice and malt in most of the jar, this is the hope of maltose. After it is fermented and degraded to produce sugar juice, filter out the sugar juice and boil it to get maltose.

    The fermentation process requires a certain temperature to help the growth of microorganisms. The conditions are limited, and Yunjing cannot move it into the bed, so he can only use a straw nest instead. Fortunately, there is straw at home. In previous years, after the rice harvest, the family would bring some back to make a fire.  Yun Jing is just in use at this moment.

    Behind the shed where firewood was still kept, Yunjing built a nest with straw. He laboriously moved the jar containing the glutinous rice and malt mixture and put it away. He found a wooden board from home to seal the mouth of the jar. All he had to do next was to wait.  .

    "If the sealing performance is not good, the fermentation process will inevitably be affected, and it may also affect the taste of the final maltose. But conditions are limited, so this is the only way."

    There is no way, the existing conditions impose too many restrictions on the cloud scenery.

    After hiding the jar, Yun Jing began to destroy the bodies and traces. The stove where the fire was lit in the yard was dismantled, and the traces could not be completely erased. He simply went to the vegetable garden to get soil to cover it. If you don't observe carefully, you won't notice what happened here.  What.

    That night, Jiang Susu deliberately asked Yunjing again and again if anyone was coming to her home, because a vegetable jar was missing and there was less rice in the rice vat!

    Facing her mother¡¯s inquiry, Yunjing felt a headache (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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