Returning from outside the city, the gentle heart surged, and it was difficult to restrain myself for a while.
The two peerless sons who were affectionate and affectionate in the previous life suddenly reappeared by my side...
There was still snow on the street, and there were few people there. Many vendors on both sides of the road were busy cleaning up their stalls.
Occasionally, a few passers-by gathered by the wall, pointing and discussing the notice posted by Mr. Zhao.
Rourou sneered lightly, it seems that Mr. Zhao has not known about the eradication of horse thieves, the notice has just been pasted and it will be torn down soon!
However, just now I just heard that Sheng Yaoshan was appointed by the Holy Master to exterminate horse thieves, how could Ren Yue also come to Xianyang
Besides, shouldn't Ren Yue be preparing for the exam in the capital at this time, and take the exam next year
In the coming year, Beijing.
The gentle heart became more and more chaotic the more she thought about it, these two sons whom she had been entangled with in her previous life unexpectedly appeared in Xianyang together in this life!
At dinner time, Wen Rou lowered her eyes, holding a porcelain bowl, and casually poked the rice grains in the bowl.
"Rou'er, could it be that you are tired from learning how to cook these days?" Mrs. Zhou put down her chopsticks and reached out to touch Gentle's forehead.
"Mother, I'm fine. Maybe it's because of the wind blowing today. I don't want to eat. I'm very tired. I'll go lie down in the house." After Wen Rou said, she lowered her head and went back full of worries.
"Father, why don't you let Rou'er follow you to learn how to cook, she's a girl with a thin body..." Zhou looked at Wen Shouzheng, hesitating to speak.
Wen Shouzheng remained silent, lowered his head and picked up the rice in the bowl by himself, the scene of Ruan Rou and Fang Dashi teaming up to defeat Chef Gao during the day still resurfaced in his mind.
On the other hand, Wen Ting couldn't sit still: "Mother, my sister is so talented, it's a pity not to learn it!"
"Is there someone like you as an older brother? If it wasn't for you, Rou'er wouldn't go through that kind of hardship!" Mrs. Zhou put down the bowl, left the table and left the table.
"I..." Wen Ting was tongue-tied.
"I'm done eating!" Wen Shouzheng also put down the bowl at this moment, and told Wen Ting: "Eat quickly, and wash the dishes and chopsticks after eating!" Turned around and left.
Wen Ting sat there alone, without moving his chopsticks: "What kind of trouble is this going to be! It's all on me!"
Lying tenderly on the bed, tossing and turning, the scenes of the day kept reappearing in her heart.
The two names "Ren Yue" and "Shengyao Mountain" go hand in hand like a shadow and never go away.
Ruan was really bored thinking about it, she simply got up, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the ancient book given by Chef Gao on the table.
This is a yellow cookbook, the cover is old, it can be seen that it is very old.
"Father, you said that Chef Gao is a chef of Yipinxiang, and his ancestors are imperial chefs. How could he be willing to give me this ancient book?"
"Hi! Gao Yunpeng is blind! He can't do anything except cooking! How can he know how to read?"
Wen Rou held the ancient score, and the conversation with his father during the day came to mind again.
In fact, Wen Shouzheng himself is a big bastard. Apart from being able to cook delicious food, Douda doesn't know a lot of Chinese characters.
However, the chefs are all face-saving!
Therefore, during the day, Chef Gao presented the ancient score, Wen Shouzheng just flipped through it symbolically in person, and threw it to Wenrou when he got home.
The ancient music that didn't work in Chef Gao's can still bloom in Wen Shouzheng's
Gentleness is different. In her previous life, she could read and write. In this life, Wen Ting will teach her to read and practice calligraphy in her spare time. Naturally, it is not difficult to study such an ancient book.
Gentle flipped through it casually, and was attracted by the way of cooking food without knowing it.
"There are still dishes made of stones! You can actually cook fish like this!" Ruan Rou said to herself, she became more interested and felt less bored.
If it wasn't for the scruples that it was getting late, Ruan really wanted to go straight to the kitchen and practice a few dishes by herself.
"Huh? There's also an ancient recipe for wine making!" Rourou couldn't believe her eyes, in the Great Zhou Dynasty, wine making recipes were not common.
I saw the last few pages of the ancient book, with several wine-making recipes attached.
liquor!
Gentle heart twitched.
A few days ago, the wine sent by the Yin family had been stored in the warehouse.
If it was a normal day, according to Wen Shouzheng's temperament, the altar would have been unsealed long ago, and each meal would have a bowl.
But now it's the twelfth lunar month, and Wen Shouzheng is busy with Zuixian Tower every day, so he doesn't have time to take care of this wine.
Occasionally, Wen Shouzheng mentioned this wine, saying that he would save it for the Chinese New Year.
liquor! liquor! liquor!
Every time Wen Rou sees the eye-catching things on the altar, she wants to kick it to pieces.
If it wasn't for the fact that the mud seal was not opened, Ruan Rou would have wanted to get a dead mouse in, and then used various excuses to throw this dirty thing!
Wen Shouzheng is addicted to alcohol, and Yin Fugui will give wine to him. If the Wen family can make wine themselves, wouldn't it be possible to stop the Yin family from thinking about it
Thinking about it this time, I gently looked through the wine making methods in the ancient books.
The wine of the Great Zhou Dynasty was generally cooked and fermented, with wine made in winter and wine made in summer, around August and September. Therefore, various restrictions are not easy to obtain.
Gentle thought, if there is a kind of wine that doesn't have to wait so long, the wine making time is short, and the wine is of high quality, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds
"Yes!" Wenrou's eyes lit up, and her eyes were attracted to a corner of Gupu.
I saw a secret recipe for making wine in a day recorded in detail on it.
This wine is called "Chicken Mingjiu". As the name suggests, the chicken crowing wine is made, indicating that it was made quickly. Distiller's yeast is one, water is three. The fermentation time is less than one day, it is fermented in the evening and sold in the morning of the next day. The taste is light and the alcohol content is quite low. In other words, this kind of wine has a refreshing taste and is not easy to be intoxicated.
Gentle smile, isn't this what she was looking for so hard? !
Drunkenness is a mistake, as long as the smell of wine is indifferent!
It was another night of tossing and turning, and I barely fell asleep when it was almost dawn.
"Rou'er, get up!" Zhou called softly to Wenrou in her sleep early in the morning.
Rou Rou turned over, opened his eyes, and Zhou's benevolent eyebrows and eyes were reflected, and he smiled gently.
It feels so blissful to have relatives by my side, and I can see my parents with just one glance, which is great!
"Mom!" She called softly and sweetly.
"Rou'er, why don't you go to the restaurant today, if you're tired, just take a rest for a day." Zhou's heart ached, and she strands of her soft and smooth hair.
"Mother, I'm ready!" Wen Rou turned over and got up, quickly changed her clothes and combed her hair.
Although he has two big dark circles under his eyes, he is very excited.
After breakfast, he went to Zuixian Tower with Wen Shouzheng as before.
The back kitchen has been busy all day, and when the sun was about to set, Wen Shouzheng sent Wen Rou back home in distress.
Gentle and determined to buy something, naturally agreed.
After leaving Zuixian Tower, I went straight to the Jiuqu shop.
This night, Rourou was wearing a thin jacket, and was busy in the kitchen under the cold moonlight.
The water for making wine should be boiled if it is not raw; it should be cold if it is not boiled.
Wenrou was tossing like this, and before she knew it, it was the third watch again.
The small earthenware pot is carefully hidden, just wait for the cover to be tasted!
"Father, I'll show you something nice!" When the clay pot appeared again, it was already the morning of the second day.
"Oh? You girl, what are you doing with a pot in your arms in the morning?" Wen Shou was about to drink porridge, when Wen Rou came out with a clay pot.
"Hee hee, give dad a taste of the cock-ming wine brewed by my daughter!" Rourou's hair was loose, and she didn't have time to wash up, but she couldn't wait to open the altar.
As soon as he said that, he regretted it a little. This wine was only made for one night. Is it really like the old book said, the wine is made at night and the wine is made in the morning? If it is opened, it will still be a jar of clean water, wouldn't it be embarrassing in front of parents
"Oh? My daughter brewed the wine herself?" Wen Shouzheng smiled, "Rou'er, when did you brew it? How come I don't know? Where is the jar buried? Where are the tools for making wine?" Wen Shouzheng asked a series of questions, Tenderness is almost unbearable.
"I brewed it last night. I didn't put it in the ground, and I didn't use tools, so I used a big pot..." The gentle voice was as soft as a mosquito, a mosquito in winter.
"Hahahaha!" Wen Shouzheng took the clay pot with one hand and tenderness with the other, "Silly girl, you have a lot of knowledge about wine making! You have to make wine in winter, make wine in summer, cook and ferment, and the craftsmanship of the utensils alone is not ours." Ordinary people can have it. It's not easy to make wine! If not, your Uncle Yin's wine would not be so popular even though it is expensive." Wen Shouzheng said earnestly.
"That's right, Rou'er, the hard work of a brewer is beyond human comprehension! How can you play around like you." Zhou said with a smile in the corner of his eyes while serving the porridge.
"It's all brewed, let's try it!" Rourou frowned, and carefully opened the mouth of the jar, but she felt a little nervous in her heart.
"Okay, okay, try it, you must try it, my daughter brewed it herself..." Wen Shouzheng squinted his eyes, smiling prettily on purpose.
Just when everyone was indifferent, the mouth of the can was opened, and a faint scent of wine wafted out of the can.
Wen Shouzheng leaned over to look into the jar in surprise, only to see the clear and viscous liquid swaying with gleaming white light.
"This is..." Wen Shouzheng was stunned.
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017 Chicken Crowning