The Return of the Genius Farmer - Chapter 161



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Episode 161

81. Made beer – 1

Making jochung is not that difficult.

After cooking the rice, add malt syrup and let it ferment. Then, squeeze the fermented rice and malt syrup together to obtain the juice. Boil it until it is reduced.

That’s why Lee Han cooked rice before going to bed, mixed some malt syrup in it, and then went to sleep.

The next morning.

Lee Han, who always woke up on time, went to the field and headed to the stove to make breakfast.

I opened the rice cooker that was insulated and found that it was well fermented.

“Ahaha… …Are you preparing breakfast?”

A tree came out of the cabin, rubbing its eyes.

As she, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, approached him as if she had always helped him prepare breakfast, Lee Han pointed to one side.

“Go wash your face. You have boogers in your eyes.”

“huh…….”

Tree, who still had some sleepiness, nodded and headed towards the faucet.

She went to the faucet the dwarves had made for her last time, washed up briefly, tied her long hair roughly with a headband, and approached Lee Han.

Lee Han was putting the fermented rice and malt syrup into a bebojagi and squeezing it.

A white liquid is placed in a pot.

After continuing to squeeze and collecting enough juice to fill the pot, Lee Han placed the pot on the stove.

“Can I just boil this?”

“Yeah. Can you take a look?”

“okay.”

After leaving the pot to Tree, Lee Han prepared breakfast.

Check on the bread baking in the oven, crack eggs to make an omelette, prepare soup, and even make a stew.

While he was skillfully preparing breakfast, the cabin family began to gather one by one.

“It smells good… … .”

“What’s up this morning?”

“Omelette, bread, stew.”

“It looks delicious~!”

Seol-i Lee, who had been watching from the side of Han, headed towards the table.

Meanwhile, Red and Willem also came over to greet Ihan and ask if there was anything they could help him with.

“Please just bring me a plate.”

“All right.”

While they were moving the bread and jam, and the plates, forks, and spoons for each person to eat from, Lee Han finished cooking.

While Hongryeon and Shredder were moving it, Leehan approached the tree.

The white liquid was gradually turning brown.

“That’s enough. I’ll take care of the rest, so go eat breakfast.”

“Ihan, you don’t eat?”

“I’ll finish this and go.”

“It would be nice if we eat together.”

“Don’t worry about me. It’ll be over soon.”

Lee Han, who was stroking the tree’s head, turned his gaze to the pot.

The rice cake, which was gradually turning brown, began to boil.

‘I guess this is enough.’

Let’s pour it on a spatula and it flows down.

Lee Han took the pot out of the stove, placed it next to him, and then approached the table.

Everyone was leisurely eating breakfast.

“Have you finished making the jocheong?”

“Yes. I will make yakgwa after lunch today.”

“You said it was a snack? I can eat it after work in the afternoon. Will it taste good?”

“I thought it was delicious.”

Hongryeon, who was filled with anticipation, became even more excited by Lee Han’s words.

Her eyes sparkling with anticipation for the yakgwa, she dipped the bread in the soup and ate it as if she was inhaling it, then got up from her seat.

“Then let’s work hard today too!”

Even though the barley farming season was over, that didn’t mean the work itself had decreased.

Isn’t the life of a farmer one where when one ends, a new one is added?

You have to go to the herb garden and take care of the herbs, check on the fruit trees and magic plants in the greenhouse, look after the doll plants, and then take care of the crops in the field.

By the time I had finished them up, it was almost lunchtime.

Lee Han prepared lunch while watching the people who came home from work all morning begging for food, and while they were resting, he made yakgwa.

“I’ll help you too.”

“I, I will help you too.”

“Then, could you knead this for me?”

While Tree and Letish were kneading the sifted flour with water, Lee Han prepared the house cleaning.

Walter approached while I was mixing water, sugar, syrup, cinnamon powder, and ginger powder and letting it cool.

“Is this enough?”

“yes.”

What he made from a piece of wood was a medicine mold.

When Walter smiled as he showed off a round, decorated medicine mold, Hongryeon and Shredder, who were making the mold with him, also came running.

“How about this!?”

“Isn’t mine cooler?”

Shredder and Hongryeon also created the frame without difficulty.

Lee Han, who thought that this was okay, rolled out the dough made by Tree and Leticia with a rolling pin and cut it out with a mold.

“You can fry this.”

Lee Han put the dough that had been soaked in oil into the pan.

When we fried it, a cookie-like confection appeared.

“Can I just eat this?”

“Yes. Well, it’s okay, but… … .”

Hongryeon put the freshly fried yakgwa in her mouth.

It’s crunchy and feels like eating a cookie.

“Are you pickling here?”

“yes.”

“Hmm… … This is okay.”

Walter nodded, taking a small amount of the tea that Lee Han had prepared and putting it in his mouth.

Everyone took a bite of the jipcheong, wondering what it tasted like.

“It tastes really strong.”

“It tastes a little different from honey.”

“delicious.”

“It’s delicious! I especially like the subtle cinnamon scent!”

Everyone’s reviews are good.

Lee Han smiled at them and then dipped the fried yakgwa into the rice cake soup.

“Now, you just have to marinate it for about three hours.”

“Ugh. I’m looking forward to it!”

Hongryeon, who took a bite of the medicine after seeing the house, trembled.

It’s delicious even if you eat it like this, but it’s so delicious that you marinate it in so much seasoning.

I couldn’t help but look forward to the taste of the medicine.

“The waiting will be enjoyable.”

“I see… … Oh my. I guess I should go do some work.”

It was a shame to have to wait again, but what could I do?

She went back to work, her mouth watering, and so did everyone else.

“Let’s go to the field.”

Lee Han, wearing a straw hat, headed to the field with Seol-i.

I had to look at the condition of the crops in the field, the crops that were left, and the crops that were stored, and decide which crops to continue farming.

“I think I need to grow some more strawberries.”

“Not enough?”

“Yeah, I guess so. I ate too much strawberry soup.”

Seol-i Lee, who was speaking leisurely next to Han, quickly turned her head.

The person who caught the explanation’s gaze was Luna, who was sitting on Lee Han’s shoulder and smiling brightly.

“Ahahaha! Strawberries must be so delicious~!”

“You only eat that much. Eat some other things too.”

Seol-i said this bluntly and went into the field.

There were quite a few crops to grow besides strawberries.

“I think we need to grow more sweet potatoes. There’s a shortage of sweet potatoes. We need to grow more sweet radishes to make sugar.”

“Hmm. I guess so.”

By the time I finished checking the crops and replanting what was lacking, the sun was already setting.

“It’s almost done.”

I returned to the cabin and checked the medicine.

The medicinal confectionery that had been kept in the refrigerator was completely soaked.

Lee Han, who thought that this was okay, placed them one by one on a sieve after washing them.

[Delicious Medicine]

[A type of yumwi, pickled in soy sauce and a sweet snack.]

[When consumed with a delicious effect, battle skill power increases for a day]

[When consumed, increases combat skill power for one day]

[Greatly increases willpower for 6 hours when consumed with delicious effects]

[Production Difficulty: ☆☆☆]

Later, as we were preparing dinner, family members who had finished work began to come back.

“Hahaha! My proud disciple! What is that?!”

The three dwarves who had recently been making what the Sosu tribe village needed at their request looked at the medicine that Lee Han had made as if it was a new experience.

I heard he’s making a new cookie. Is this it?

The dwarves, curious about the taste, reached out their hands without saying who would go first.

“Oh! This is delicious!”

“It’s sweet and good!”

“It’s so chewy.”

While the dwarves were satisfied, others were also finishing their work and returning to their huts.

They also took a bite of the yakgwa and raved about how delicious it was.

Lee Han smirked at them and pointed to the bathroom.

“Go wash up.”

When the family came out after a thorough washing, dinner was ready.

Tonight’s dinner was all kinds of fried food.

Lee Han, who cleaned and fried vegetables, meat, and fish caught from the river, smiled at the cheering crowd.

“Ugh… I feel like drinking beer.”

Carmen took a big bite of the crunchy vegetable fritters and put some warm rice in her mouth, mumbling regretfully.

You have such delicious, oily fried food, but no cold beer to wash it down.

It’s heartbreaking.

“Lee Han. When do you think the beer will be ready?”

“It’s been a day since I made the beer.”

It’s still a long way to go.

Lee Han spoke bluntly, and the gloomy people tried to console themselves with other drinks.

So after dinner, while they were eating yakgwa for dessert, Lee Han took the yakgwa he had made and went to find Phoenix.

-Is this the medicine?

“Yes. Please try it.”

I was waiting anyway.

Phoenix flapped his wings and came closer, starting to peck at the sweets on the plate.

-It’s delicious! It’s wonderful! It’s a different taste from honey-soaked cookies! I could eat as much as I want!

“I am just grateful that you enjoyed the meal.”

-I should be the one thanking you. If you ever need my help again, just call me!

Phoenix laughed loudly and ate the medicine eagerly.

Lee Han, who had been watching him, returned to the cabin.

In the cabin, there was someone sitting at the table who hadn’t been there at dinner time earlier.

“Are you here?”

“Hmm. How have you been?”

This is a dragon that hasn’t been seen recently.

Lee Han served her affogato and some yakgwa, even though she looked visibly tired.

“Is this the new cookie you made? It’s delicious. As expected, it’s your skill.”

“Haha. Thank you. But what are you researching that keeps you so busy?”

I haven’t heard what she’s researching yet. Yong smiled broadly at the curious Lee Han.

“I’m researching the production of sacred relics.”

“If you are talking about a holy relic, is this what you are talking about?”

Lee Han took out the statue of the goddess and the saint and showed it to him. Yong nodded slightly after seeing it.

“Why are you suddenly researching that?”

“I want to check it out, so there’s something like that. I’m still researching it, so I’ll give you a detailed explanation when I’m done. It’ll be helpful to you too.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. It’s similar to research into infusing divine power into equipment.”

“Oh. That’s interesting.”

“yes?”

She smiled brightly and talked passionately about her research.

Even though I couldn’t understand what he was saying for more than half of it, I could tell that the dragon was having a lot of fun researching.

“The beer will be ready in a few days. Research is good, but come and take a break then.”

“Oh. By the way, you said you were making beer?”

“Yes. Would you like to see it?”

After finishing the affogato, Yong headed to the fermentation room with Lee Han.

She looked intently at the beer kegs filling the inside of the fermentation room and pointed to one side.

“Is that a beer imbued with divine power?”

“Would you like to find out?”

“It feels a bit different from other beers. Hmm… … I’m looking forward to it. I wonder what kind of beer it will be.”

“Haha. Then please come when it opens.”

“Okay, I’ll look forward to it too.”

A few days have passed since the beer was brewed.

As those who had been swallowing their saliva every time they passed the fermentation room said their final prayers, Lee Han brought a keg of beer.

I wonder what happened.

“oh…….”

When I opened the cork of the beer keg, a golden liquid flowed out from it.

As the carbonated golden beer filled the glass, Lee Han used the Prost.

“Gulp… … .”

I looked at the beer that was so frozen that it was slightly covered in ice and I heard someone slurping.

“Oh, come on, have a drink!”

The first to taste it, of course, is the beer maker himself.

So everyone shouted at him with anticipation, and Lee Han brought the beer mug to his lips and took a slow sip.

“… … Uh, how is it?”

Slowly but surely, Lee Han drank his beer.

As those watching, gulping, as the beer in the glass flowed down his throat, became curious about the taste, Lee Han downed his half-empty glass and said.

“This… is… the end?”