"Father, you're back!" Mrs. Zhou was mending under the lamp when she heard a knock at the door. When she raised her eyes, she saw Wen Shouzheng coming in with his face trembling like a flower, surrounded by gentleness as quiet as a pool of water.
"Hey hey." Wen Shouzheng sat down at the table, presumably thinking of the scene in the kitchen in the afternoon again, and secretly laughed again.
"Father, you came back really early today, have you eaten yet?" Mrs. Zhou was surprised, and got up to go to the kitchen to get some food.
"Hey hey." Wen Shouzheng was still smirking there.
"Mother, Dad brought some back from Zuixian Tower, have you eaten yet?" Seeing Wen Shouzheng's smirk, Wen Rou couldn't help but find it funny, and lightly covered the tip of her nose with one hand, like a narcissus in bud.
"Father, don't be silly, take out the food quickly, and I'll heat it up for you!" Zhou Shi was a little annoyed, and pushed Wen Shouzheng to wake him up.
"Oh!" Wen Shouzheng just came back to his senses, touched his arms left and right, saw that the beef and steamed buns were still warm, so he took them out and put them directly on the table.
"Rou'er, eat more. When you're full, Daddy will help you make wine!" Wen Shouzheng suddenly remembered that there is another important thing to do tonight, which is a big deal!
If it's true as Shopkeeper Li said, one tael of silver per jar, hehehehe...
Wen Shouzheng smirked again.
After dinner, Mrs. Zhou was busy mending clothes.
In the morning, Wen Ting said that he was busy with schoolwork, and that he was staying at the school these days, so he would not come back. In fact, he wanted to avoid Wen Shouzheng on purpose!
Wen Shouzheng, the father, usually speaks softly to Wen Ting, but when he sees Wen Ting, he turns his eyebrows coldly. Although it is said that he hates iron but cannot make steel, and loves deeply and is responsible, but Wen Ting can't bear such severe treatment, so naturally he can hide as much as he can! The school is free, just to review books.
Wen Shou followed Ruan Wen and went straight to the kitchen. He wanted to see it with his own eyes. Could this so-called chicken crowing wine really turn into wine overnight
"Father, how many wine jars are there at home?" Rourou asked while cleaning the rice.
"I'll go to the warehouse to have a look. I didn't throw away the wine that the Yin family sent me before after I drank it!" Wen Shouzheng said, scratching his head and turning around to go to the warehouse.
"It's the Yin family again!" Rourou was so angry that her teeth itch.
"Yin family, I will never let you go in this life!" Rourou swore secretly in her heart.
Turning around, he caught a glimpse of the jar of wine that Yin Deshun had just delivered not long ago at his feet. This jar of marinated food has long been about to be thrown away! Wenrou didn't even think about it, tore open the mouth of the jar, carried the jar and went straight to the latrine.
After a while, Wen Shou was pushing a small cart, and came out of the warehouse humming. Two layers of wine jars were neatly stacked on the cart.
Wen Rou counted them in detail, there were as many as forty altars left and right, and said angrily in her heart: Father, you have been drinking too much these years!
"Rou'er, this jar of wine..." Wen Shouzheng unloaded the jar and asked, pointing to the wine that the Yin family had just delivered a few days ago.
"Oh, I'm down!" Rourou replied while washing the jar without raising her eyes.
"Where is it?" Wen Shouzheng was in a hurry, holding the mouth of the jar with both hands, and looked into the jar vigorously.
"The hut!"
"The hut? You girl, you're really going to piss me off! That's an unopened jug of good wine!" Wen Shouzheng felt distressed and groaned.
"Father, it is said in Chef Gao's ancient book that jimingjiu cannot be drunk with other wines, or you will have diarrhea!" Rourou made up a lie angrily.
"Then you can't dump the latrine either!" Wen Shouzheng subconsciously rubbed his stomach when he heard about diarrhea, his expression relaxed a bit.
"Father, do you still want to help me make wine? Our jiming wine, after brewing, costs a tael of silver per jar!" Rourou deliberately used silver to lure Wen Shouzheng, half-smiling and half-annoyed in her big clear eyes .
"Oh... that's the way it is, that's the only way to go!" Wen Shouzheng sighed, shaking his head weakly,
I wanted to reprimand my daughter again, but I pissed her off with a slap, no one is making wine, thinking that there is still a note from shopkeeper Li in the sleeve, it is really a jar of one tael of silver!
Wen Shouzheng didn't stop talking, and retreated behind Wen Rou in embarrassment, honestly beating Wen Rou.
Boiling water, steaming rice, adding distiller's yeast according to the proportion for a while, and moving the jar quickly... The father and daughter cooperated tacitly and were extremely busy.
At nightfall, a total of forty altars of chicken crowing wine were filled in the altar, waiting for tomorrow morning chicken crowing wine to be ready!
"Rou'er, go and rest, you have to get up early tomorrow!" Wen Shouzheng shook his sore arms, looking at his daughter's exhausted appearance with distress.
Wen Shouzheng, a man in his thirties, was a little tired after a day of chopping vegetables, side dishes, and brewing wine at night, let alone 12-year-old Wen Rou!
"Ha oh—" Rourou yawned twice, she was really sleepy, she tried her best to keep her eyes open, "Father, you should go to bed early too."
After that, he staggered back to the room and went to sleep, then he fell headlong on the bed and fell asleep with his clothes on.
Although Wen Shouzheng felt tired, he didn't feel sleepy at all. If he had held back his stomach during the day, he had time to pour it out at this moment.
"His mother, are you asleep?" Wen Shou was lying on the bed, bumping Zhou with his elbow.
"Aren't you sleeping yet?" Zhou Shi was sleepy, and was tossed by Wen Shouzheng, and asked in a daze.
"Mother, let me tell you an astonishing secret. I found that our Rou'er is simply a culinary genius!" Wen Shouzheng turned his body from side to side, pulled the corner of the quilt again, and leaned on his body.
"Oh." Zhou Shi was so sleepy impatiently that she reluctantly responded.
"Hey, let me tell you, Rou'er not only has an excellent sense of smell and taste, but also top-notch cutting and side dishes!" Wen Shouzheng's eyes were bright, and although it was almost three o'clock, he was more energetic.
"Huh...huh..." Zhou snored sweetly.
"Hey!" Wen Shouzheng was about to say something more, but he simply retracted his outstretched left hand. With a smile on his lips, he closed his eyes proudly. Maybe he can have a good dream tonight!
Late at night.
"Good wine!" Wen Shouzheng turned over, with saliva overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and murmured indistinctly. It seemed that he drank a lot in this dream!
It was dawn, and Mrs. Zhou had already got up.
"Father, what did you want to say to me last night? How come I don't remember a word?" Zhou asked after washing up.
While dressing quickly, Wen Shouzheng proudly said: "Our daughter is a culinary genius. Yesterday I discovered that Rou'er not only has an excellent sense of smell and taste, but also knows how to cut and side dishes! No no no , You can tell just by looking at it!" Wen Shouzheng's sense of pride was beyond words when he mentioned his daughter.
This excitement didn't matter, even the buttons were missed several times, and it wasn't until Zhou leaned back and forth with laughter that he lowered his head to find out.
"Father, what are you talking about? But it's true?" Zhou didn't believe it, no one in the world would be able to read it once, let alone Wen Rou was only twelve years old.
"At first I didn't believe it. Hey, let's not talk about it. I have time to let Rou'er perform for you. I have to get up. Zhuzi will come to drink later!" Put on your shoes and go out.
"Pulling wine?" Mrs. Zhou was different again, why did she wake up and couldn't understand at all, what the hell is going on!
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, the shopkeeper Li of Zuixianlou has ordered our jimingjiu, and I will let Zhuzi pull it later, hehe, one tael of silver per pot!" Wen Shouzheng turned around and rushed Mrs. Zhou smiled triumphantly, hummed a ditty and went to work.
"How much?" Zhou was shocked.
"One tael of silver! Oh, by the way, call Rou'er later, she worked hard last night, let her sleep a little longer!" Wen Shouzheng took two steps, turned back and explained, and then went out again shaking his head.
"Mother, where's dad?" Not long after, Gentle rubbed his sleepy eyes and came out with messy hair.
"Rou'er, why don't you sleep more?" Seeing Wen Rou got up, Zhou asked with concern, pointing casually to signal Wen Shouzheng to go to the kitchen.
Yawning gently, she walked slowly into the kitchen. But I saw Wen Shouzheng's figure, lingering in front of a wine jar, bouncing up and down.
"Father! You're drinking again!" Rourou shouted loudly.
Wen Shouzheng didn't pay attention, trembled, and dropped the wine scoop in his hand to the ground.
"You girl, you scared me! I didn't drink it secretly! I just tasted the wine to see if it's done!" Wen Shouzheng said in a sarcasm.
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