Chapter 27

Life seemed to have returned to normal.

The only change was that the once peaceful home had become much livelier, with daily commotion and noise.

"Bodhi, come here!"

"Bodhi, go get the basket."

"Bodhi, no peeing here, or I'll hit you!"

Bodhi was the ugly girl.

But Youngniang thought the name "ugly girl" didn't sound good, so she forcibly changed it.

"From today on, you will be called Bodhi Zushi."

Seeing Youngniang squat there, seriously talking nonsense to the ugly girl, Yang Shouwen suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable loss. If there were really Buddhas in this world, if there were really immortals, if there were really a Bodhi Zushi, what would they think of seeing Youngniang call a dog Bodhi? Perhaps a thousand grass mud horses would gallop by.

But no matter what, the ugly girl had become Bodhi Zushi.

The four puppies also got their names.

The biggest one was called Wukong, and the other three were called Bajie, Shaseng, and Bai Long. Although Yang Shouwen's "Journey to the West" had only reached the part about obtaining treasures from the Dragon Palace, when the first puppy was named Wukong, Yang Shouwen simply gave the other three puppies names.

Youngniang didn't understand the reason, but she knew that Yang Shouwen must have his reasons.

On the third day, Yang Shouwen could walk normally, and the wounds on his body were slowly healing.

This body was very strange; the terrifying knife wounds from before started to heal in just three days. Yang Shouwen vaguely guessed that his strong self-healing ability was probably related to being struck by lightning that day.

That lightning not only restored his consciousness but also changed his constitution.

This was undoubtedly a good thing for him: in this era with relatively backward medical conditions, having such a constitution was clearly a great advantage.

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In the early morning, the courtyard was shrouded in mist.

Yang Shouwen got up early and found that the Yang family and Youngniang were still asleep.

The ugly girl... no, Bodhi Zushi, heard the noise and immediately raised her head. Her nest was in a corner of the porch, from where she could clearly see all the conditions in the yard. After discovering that it was Yang Shouwen who came out, Bodhi Zushi lay down again, licked a puppy curled up under her, and then closed her eyes, seemingly sleeping, motionless.

This guy really had a few qualities of a master who remains calm in the face of change.

Yang Shouwen moved around on the porch and did not practice as usual.

On a rainy and foggy day, practicing would be counterproductive. Yang Shouwen was very clear about this, so after moving his body, he went to the front yard.

The front yard seemed a bit smaller.

In a corner of the yard, a simple stable had been added, housing three horses.

This home now really felt like a home. With cows and horses, and the five dogs, it seemed to be getting more and more lively.

Yang Shouwen first added some hay to the cow pen and the stable, then came to the woodshed.

After two days of preparation, the woodshed had changed.

Inside was a device that looked over two meters tall, with a stove at the bottom.

"Xizi, why are you up so early?"

Yang's wife, as usual, got up early to prepare breakfast.

But she found that Yang Shouwen had gotten up even earlier.

"Aunt, I'm working."

"What are you doing? Do you need my help?"

Yang Shouwen came out of the woodshed, carrying a pile of firewood from a shed beside it, and answered with a smile, "I'm making wine."

"Wine?"

Yang's wife was surprised and walked forward, "Didn't we just buy twenty jars of wine a few days ago? Are they gone?"

"They're still there."

"Then why are you making wine?"

Yang Shouwen put the firewood next to the stove and scratched his head, "Actually, it's not really making wine, just some processing."

"Processing what?"

"Aunt, don't you think the wine on the market is too weak?

I want to process it, purify and distill the wine. This way, the alcohol content will increase, and the taste will become stronger."

What is purification? What is distillation?

Yang's wife didn't understand at all and thought Yang Shouwen was just fooling around.

This guy had become a bit strange since he regained consciousness. If she hadn't seen Yang Shouwen grow up, she might even think that this Yang Shouwen was a different person.

Well, since he had already spent the money, let him fool around.

"Xizi, do you need my help?"

"No, Aunt, I can manage on my own."

Yang Shouwen said and pushed Yang's wife out of the woodshed.

Yang's wife felt quite helpless and said at the door, "Be careful, I'll go to the kitchen to cook. If you need help, call me, don't overdo it."

"I know!"

Yang Shouwen answered and went into the woodshed.

Yang's wife shook her head, washed up, and went to the kitchen to cook.

After breakfast was ready, Yang Shouwen, with a face covered in soot, ran out of the woodshed, hurriedly ate two bowls of porridge, and then went back into the woodshed.

As the sun rose and the thick fog began to dissipate, Youngniang groggily came out from the back yard.

"Mother, what's that smell?"

Yang's wife was washing in the kitchen and came out when she heard Youngniang.

Hmm?

The air was filled with a faint wine aroma.

It was different from the wine she knew, more intense and richer. She felt a stir in her heart and her gaze shifted to the closed door of the woodshed.

"Your brother Xizi is making wine, it might be the smell of the wine."

"Can Xizi make wine?"

Youngniang, upon hearing this, immediately woke up and was about to run over to see the commotion but was caught by the ear by Yang's wife.

"Go wash up first, a girl should not be so wild. Get up and tidy yourself up, what does it look like?"

At this moment, Bodhi Zushi led Wukong, Bajie, Shaseng, and Bai Long, the four puppies, slowly from the back yard. She led the four puppies to urinate, then went to the well to drink water, but spat it out on the ground.

"Look, even the dog knows to be clean."

"It's Bodhi!"

"Okay, okay, Bodhi... go wash up first."

Youngniang pouted and unwillingly went to wash up, then took the four puppies to the woodshed.

Bodhi Zushi lay down at the kitchen door, accompanying Yang's wife.

While working, Yang's wife kept nagging, but her eyes often glanced at the woodshed.

The wine aroma coming from the woodshed became stronger and more fragrant.

Yang's wife became more and more curious and couldn't resist getting up to go over.

"Brother Xizi, what is this?"

"This is a distiller... see, I heat the wine in the pot, and when it heats up, it turns into steam. After cooling, it flows out through this pipe. This way, the alcohol content increases, and the taste becomes stronger."

"Yuck, yuck, yuck, so bad."

"Youngniang, don't move around, it's not done yet."

From the woodshed, the voices of Yang Shouwen and Youngniang could be heard.

After a while, it gradually became quiet, and the woodshed door opened, releasing a strong wine aroma.

Yang Shouwen carried Youngniang out of the woodshed.

His face was flushed, like a ripe apple.

Youngniang was also flushed, her small face charmingly drunk, biting her finger and occasionally giggling in Yang Shouwen's arms.

"Xizi, Youngniang..."

Yang's wife was startled and hurried forward.

"Drunk!"

"Ah?"

"I forgot that the alcohol vapor would evaporate during distillation.

The air in the room was not circulating well, and Youngniang is young, so she got drunk from the alcohol vapor after being in there for a while. But don't worry, Aunt, let her sleep it off. Even I couldn't handle it."

Getting drunk without drinking?

Yang's wife had never heard of such a thing.

She was somewhat amused and looked into the woodshed, saying, "Go outside and take a breath, don't really get drunk."

"I know."

Yang Shouwen stood at the door, took two deep breaths, and dispelled the alcohol in his body.

He sat down on the porch, and Bodhi immediately wagged her tail, jumped onto the porch, and lay down, resting her head on his leg.

The four puppies staggered over and fell down beside Bodhi.

Yang Shouwen gently rubbed his cheeks and leaned against the pillar.

Just the processing and purification were so troublesome... He thought it would be simple and easy, but it almost got him too. This distillation of wine is not so easy; he needs to be more careful when purifying it next time.

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