Ask This Spring

The Confucian scholars just now are arrogant and domineering, like a hedgehog covered in spikes, but now their heads are drooping, their eyebrows are lowered, their expressions are dejected, and they don't dare to shout loudly anymore. After all, Chai Lang is a Ning Ping Hou. The nobleman of the mansion, Huan Zhuo is also the second-class imperial wife, neither can be offended.

They drank all the drinks, then put the silver money on the table, and left the store grimacingly against the wall. This virtue was in stark contrast with the previous fangs and claws.

Chai Lang has seen how many scholars like this kind of self-esteem, and didn't take them to heart. He only tasted the wine without distraction, sometimes drank snow wine, and sometimes sent amber light to his mouth, with exquisite salty wine and dishes. , Really very happy.

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Earlier, Boss Fei went to travel with a close friend, and after running around for more than half a year, he finally hurried back to the capital before Liqiu. His sister’s grievance had already been reported, and he had no reason to stay in Bianzhou. He simply redeemed the teahouse. After staying at home for two days, he swayed to the backyard of the wine shop.

At this time, the middle-aged man was holding a pu fan in his hand, and while fanning the wind, he said, "I wonder if Fei can get good-quality grapes. I wonder if Lian Niang is interested? It is said that wine not only has excellent flavor, but also can beautify your face. If you can really make this wine, the number of female customers will definitely double."

After months of hard work, Boss Fei became thin and dark, but his eyes were extremely bright. He stretched out his hand and stroked his beard and looked at the woman in front of him with a smile.

Zhuo Lian pondered for a moment, and slowly said: "The method of making wine is not difficult. You only need to clean the grapes, crush them, mix them with almond powder, and then sprinkle them on the rice, and then brew them in the usual way. , The fruit wine will become the same. The hawthorn wine was made like this before, and the flavor is really unique."

Although the people of the Zhou Dynasty loved wine, most of them were men. The women lived in the back homes all the year round. They had to spend all their attention every day to take care of their families, and they had to take care of trivial matters. They rarely had the opportunity to come to the wine shop. If the fruit wine is palatable and the stamina is not great, you can brew more so that the female guests can take it home and drink it in their leisure time.

Fei Nian slapped her palm and smiled: "Since Lian Niang has agreed, I will send a servant to send a batch of grapes tomorrow. These fruits are sweet as honey. You and your family can eat more."

Zhuo Lian was not polite with Boss Fei. After all, the two had cooperated for a few times when they were in Bianzhou, and they had never given birth to discord. She turned her head and whispered to Qingmei, who rushed to the storeroom and quickly carried it. A heavy bamboo basket returned.

"There is amber light and fairy wine in the basket. Mr. Yu has suffered from arthralgia, which has not been cured for so many years. A lot of medicinal materials have been added to the fairy wine to relieve the pain. Please send it for me."

Fei Nian put the pu fan on the table, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "If I remember correctly, the time you and He Nian have known each other is not too short. Why don't you hand over the drinks to him personally?"

What happened in Qi’s house at the time was really too salty. Zhuo Lian didn’t know how to explain it, so he only shook his head, “I had a misunderstanding with Master Qi, so it’s better not to meet each other. If boss Fei is unwilling to help, then I will look for it again. Others are."

"Quickly stop tossing, Fei just happened to pass by Yu's family when he went back, and it's okay to send two bottles of wine."

After speaking, the man received the bamboo basket and winked at Zhuo Lian. Regardless of Qingmei Xueying's surprised eyes, he turned and left the wine shop.

Before dawn the next day, there was an ox cart parked at the entrance of the wine shop. Zhuo Lian woke up early when he slept. He opened the wooden door when he heard the movement, first looked at the tarpaulin-covered pallet, and saw him driving. The boy stared straight at herself, and she couldn't help but smile.

"Little brother, but boss Fei sent it?"

Hearing the voice of questioning, the honest-looking young man recovered his senses, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, hehe Zhile, "Madam guessed right, the young one is here to give you grapes."

The animals are kept in the shack all the year round, and they always have a smell on their bodies, but the cow at the door is very clean. It must have just been scrubbed. Apart from the muddy water on the four hoofs, she did not see it. Obvious stains.

It happened that Qu Yi and the others came to the store. Zhuo Lian called people outside the back door and lifted the tarpaulin on the cart. The light yellow wooden boxes were neatly stacked, and the grapes were inside. Each grain was extremely plump and plump. The fragrant fruity aroma is in the air, which is very attractive.

Zhuo Lian spoke few words and didn't like to be lazy. At this moment, he followed everyone to do work and moved back and forth several times, with fine beads of sweat leaking out of his forehead, and a strand of black hair scattered on his cheeks, making his skin whiter.

Qingmei stood by and looked at Xueying at each other, and she was aware of each other's thoughts. It's no wonder that General Huan gave birth to a different kind of mind to widows. Such looks are rare in the palace, not to mention that the Huanzhuo family are from Bianzhou, and beauty is even more rare.

Zhuo Lian didn't know what the maids were thinking about. After all the cages were moved to the backyard, she gave the boy a reward, and then washed the purple grapes with well water. After they were dried, the stems were removed and placed in a pot.

Huanmu took the time to come to the backyard to take a look, and she couldn't help showing a bit of surprise on her face, "Lianniang, your father-in-law used to make wine before. He removed all the skins and seeds. Why do you want to keep it now?"

"Grape seed is a rare good thing. Using it as an auxiliary material for wine making can not only make the wine taste mellow, but also have the effect of beautifying and beautifying.

In the past living near the church, Zhuo Lian would not only talk to Miss Li, but also deliver the brewed wine to the priest. Once the priest received wine from across the oceans, Zhuo Lian asked about the production method after tasting it. Unfortunately, the priest was not a master brewer, and the Chinese language was stumbling. , I kept studying and tried out a new wine recipe.

In the morning, there were not many guests. Huanmu washed her hands and sat on the small **** to help. It took a whole hour to process the grapes.

Xueying spread the clean bamboo curtain in the shade, and then carefully placed the fruit on it. All the water must be drained before it can be put into use.

Just as Zhuo Lian was too busy to score, Chi Zhong brought a new face to the backyard. This woman was about seventeen or eighteen years old. By just looking at her dress, she could guess that she was a maid from a large family.

For the first time, Hong Yuan dealt with this imperial wife, and when she saw the woman's appearance, her eyes flashed.

"Mrs. Huan, the servant girl is a maid in the princess's mansion. Your Royal Highness knows that you are good at making wine and would like to invite you to the mansion."

Zhuo Lian had no room for refusal at all, and he was startled for a moment before saying, "Let me change my clothes."

"It should be." Hong Yuan smiled.

As she walked to the wing, she recalled the plot in the script. The eldest princess is the eldest sister of a mother and a compatriot in the present day. She is extremely distinguished. She has a son and a daughter under her knees, the eldest son Fu Donglai, and his daughter Fu Ningqing. Both brothers and sisters are gentle and pure filial temperaments. Fu Ningqing also begged the seventh prince, but unfortunately he was taken abducted by the bandits on the eve of getting married, and lost his innocence, and this marriage was gone.

Qingmei Xueying helped the master dress up and dress up. After she changed her clothes, the three masters and servants rushed to the direction of the princess mansion in a carriage along with Hongyuan.

After half an hour, he finally reached the ground.

As soon as Ome opened the curtain, Hong Yuan's face changed. Zhuo Lian followed her sight and found a young girl standing next to the osmanthus tree, holding the osmanthus flower in her palm, her face flushed red, and delivered to the Qingjun man.

Hong Yuan jumped out of the carriage, rushed to the two of them a few steps, and leaned over to salute: "The slave servant has seen the seventh prince and the princess."

Fu Ningqing couldn't help shrinking her neck. In any case, she never expected to meet the maid beside her mother in the alley. The mother didn't like her contact with the seventh cousin. What should be done?

"You don't need to be polite." The Seventh Prince smiled slightly and looked more handsome.

"The guests invited by Your Highness have arrived at the house, so let's go back together with the princess and the servants."

Fu Ningqing secretly looked at his seventh cousin, and when he saw him silently, there was a sense of loss in his heart. He secretly sighed and followed Hong Yuan to the mansion.

Zhuo Lian was not blind either. He had recognized that man at this moment, and he was undoubtedly the Seventh Prince. He had previously contracted Yangmei plague, which was described as haggard, but his appearance would not change. If she remembers correctly, Fan Zhujun should be the woman whom the Seventh Prince really admired, and she is staying with Fu Ningqing for other purposes.

Thinking of this, she folded her eyebrows and took the maid up the stone steps.

Fu Ningqing blinked, and smelled a sweet scent before her nose, just like the melting honey. She followed the scent to Zhuo Lian's side, smacking her lips and asking, "Madam, you smell so good. , I don’t know what kind of powder is used?"

"The minister's wife has never used powder."

Fu Ningqing didn't believe it, "I have a very good nose, and I can't smell it wrong. Madam will tell me."

Facing the black and white eyes, Zhuo Lian couldn't laugh or cry, and whispered softly: "Since the princess insists, the minister's wife will send the balm in another day."

"Thanks madam!"

Fu Ningqing grinned, her big eyes turned into crescent moons, and she looked very cute. Thinking that such a girl would be humiliated by the bandits, Zhuo Lian's heart trembled, and his face became a little pale.

At this moment, everyone had already walked into the main hall. The beautiful woman in luxurious clothes was sitting on the main seat. Her facial features were seven points similar to Fu Ningqing, except that she had a colder temperament and thicker makeup.

Seeing her daughter pulling Zhuo Lian's cuffs, the eldest princess shook her head secretly, feeling that Ning Qing's temperament was a little too simple.

As soon as Zhuo Lian was about to bow his knees, he heard a hearty voice: "Mrs. Huan, you don’t need to be polite, you have a great knowledge of winemaking, and you also offered the prescription of the human yellow pill, which saved the lives of hundreds of people. Really let this palace take a look at it, hurry up and sit down."

Hong Yuan led Zhuo Lian to the eldest princess, and Fu Ningqing followed, tightly tugging at the woman's cuffs, never letting go. Every step of the way, the sweet-scented osmanthus held in the palm of her hand would splash down and follow her. It rained like petals.

The author has something to say: Revised a bit, the heroine met the Seventh Prince before, when she was in the suburbs of Beijing~