Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 443 - 345: Brewing and Broadcasting!

After dinner, Chen Laohan carried himself to the newly built kitchen, checked the condition inside the pot, and then added two more sticks of firewood to the roaring stove.

After doing all that, Chen Laohan took a breath, inhaled some of the white steam into his lungs, and a blush immediately appeared on his dark red old face.

Hoo!

Chen Laohan exhaled and finally felt at ease.

Chen Dalang had been watching from the side. Seeing his father’s approach, he cautiously asked, "Father, how’s it going?"

Chen Laohan nodded and laughed lightly, "It’s done!"

"That’s great!"

Chen Dalang was overjoyed and grabbed a clay bowl from beside, licking his lips as he prepared to open the covered pot lid.

Chen Laohan smacked his son lightly, stopping him, "Fool, wait for the fire to die down before opening it. If you open it too soon, the aroma will escape."

Chen Dalang was stunned for a moment and quickly pulled his hand back.

He looked at the steaming pot, both nostalgic and expectant, "I wonder if the method taught by Xuanzhen Temple really works."

"Nonsense!"

Chen Laohan said irritably, "Haven’t you heard the broadcast? This method was passed down by the Crown Prince himself. When has the Crown Prince ever deceived us common folk?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Dalang gave a silly grin and said, "You’re right; the Crown Prince certainly has no need to deceive us. I’m just overdue for a drink, my cravings have been stirred, and I can’t hold back."

Chen Laohan was much more composed than his son and waved his hand, "Good things come to those who wait. Brewing wine is like farming; it’s a meticulous job that can’t be rushed, or mistakes will ensue!"

Chen Dalang’s face immediately showed a look of understanding, nodding repeatedly, "Your son understands."

Seeing his son had listened, Chen Laohan turned around and walked out.

The time was approaching to listen to the radio.

Chen Dalang watched his father’s back, realized what he was going to do, hesitated, then followed after him.

Though listening to brewing techniques daily was dull, staring at the stove was even more draining; better to go out and listen to the radio instead.

The Chen Family’s radio was usually placed on a high table on Chen Laohan’s new desk, only respectfully taken down when the broadcast time arrived.

As soon as Chen Laohan placed the radio correctly, a crowd of people gathered around.

Not only five or six members of the Chen Family but also Liu Ahsan with his whole family, brothers, both young and old.

Liu Ahsan originally wanted to move next door to the Chen Family. After Chen Laohan acquired a radio, he couldn’t wait a single day, moving his family over the next morning.

While Chen Laohan and his son brewed wine following the radio broadcast, Liu Ahsan was busy cutting wood to build a house with a few brothers, finally finishing after several days.

As soon as he sat down, Liu Ahsan eagerly asked Chen Laohan, "Uncle, how’s the wine at your house?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Laohan hadn’t had the chance to reply before Chen Dalang furrowed his brows and snapped, "What are you scheming, hoping to get your hands on our wine?"

Liu Ahsan did not deny, he laughed, "We used to be poor, toiling all year, only to have our crops mostly destroyed by beasts, leaving barely enough food, let alone extra grain for brewing. Every time I went to town, seeing wealthy folks drinking, stirred our cravings intensely! Now our days are better, surplus grain leftover, and the government even encourages us to brew wine, naturally we’d want a taste of something new."

Hearing this, Chen Dalang snorted coldly but didn’t continue speaking.

The sentiments Liu Ahsan expressed resonated deeply with him.

Life used to be tough, laboring all year only for the harvest to be struck by calamity or stolen by beasts.

After a year’s hard work, even having a full meal proved difficult.

Liu Ahsan’s words about drooling watching wealthy folks drink in town were memories of his own.

Never in his wildest dreams did Chen Dalang imagine a day would come when his family would have surplus grain, even extra to brew wine.

Seeing Chen Dalang relax a bit, Liu Ahsan grinned and said, "Dalang, rest assured, I won’t drink for free. Our house is built, and soon we can brew wine. How about lending us a few jars from yours to taste a little, when our wine’s ready, we’ll return double?"

Chen Dalang frowned, neither agreeing nor immediately rejecting.

Seeing this, Liu Ahsan knew hope was there, promptly thanked, reminding his brothers to attentively note the brewing technique broadcast, starting first thing in the morning.

Noting this, Chen Dalang saw Liu Ahsan was earnest about repaying, no longer insisting on refusal.

Chen Laohan stood nearby indifferent as if oblivious to the exchange between his eldest son and Liu Ahsan.

He knew an understanding was forming between his son and Liu Ahsan but did not expose it.

This was the wisdom of the older generation.

With Liu Ahsan’s family moving over, intermingling between the two would increase, inevitably leading to friction and collisions.

As Chen Laohan couldn’t always oversee, the younger ones would have to explore their dynamics independently.

After Liu Ahsan instructed his brothers, the brick-shaped radio suddenly emitted a sound.

Though it wasn’t their first time hearing the broadcast, Chen Laohan and the others still felt a sense of wonder.

Amid surprise, pride filled Chen Laohan for his former decision supporting the Emperor.

If not for him standing firm, leading his family miles to the Capital City, would the Chen Family’s generations be enjoying such good times today?

Every day, there’s endless food, more land than they can farm, abundant grain, no threat of harvest-stealing beasts, even wine to drink, and these Immortal Magical Artifacts to utilize.

Chen Laohan now firmly believes in the Crown Prince’s past words.

Choosing is indeed more vital than mere effort!

Amidst family exclamations, the modern radio emitted Xiao Du’s voice once again.

"Greetings listeners, today’s broadcast is ’The Investiture of the Gods’."

Hmm?

Upon hearing this, both families gathered by the radio were momentarily stunned.

The Investiture of the Gods? What’s that?

Liu Ahsan grew anxious.

Why isn’t it broadcasting the brewing technique? He was planning the brew with his brothers!

Chen Laohan shared a curious look with his son.

Chen Dalang tried asking, "Dad, do you know what’s happening?"

Chen Laohan shook his head, "Listening will tell."

Heeding his words, everyone fixed their gaze on the radio.

Xiao Du recited, "From primordial chaos emerged Pangu first, the two principles and four images; Heaven, Earth, Humans appeared during hour Seclusion, as the wise Youshao conquered beast troubles. Suiren ushered fire sparing flesh eating, Fuxi drew trigrams before yin and yang. Shennong governed, tasting herbs, creating commerce, while Xuanyuan fashioned rites and marriages..."

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