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Chapter 101 "Da Lang, I'm Drinking Medicine"

Jiang Shaoyan instinctively felt that something was wrong.That's all for her, after all, she knows exactly who her enemy is, but General Zhao... Jiang Shaoyan is a little lost in thought looking at the meatballs warming in the pot.

The death of General Zhao Xiao in the previous life had nothing to do with her, but after all, she owed him a favor.

Since ancient times, love debts have been hard to repay.

The orange in the wrong month, General Zhao who was attacked by gangsters for no reason, and the ending that people said later that he was besieged by the White Emperor and died, always made her feel a bit of conspiracy.

Jiang Shaoyan pursed her lips, with a solemn expression: she would not be reconciled to letting him die for no apparent reason.

A person's death is like a lamp being extinguished, and one must work hard to live, otherwise, how can she be worthy of her hard work?
"Xiao Wu!" Jiang Shaoyan called out suddenly.

Xiao Wu, who had nothing else to do after cutting the pork, immediately responded.

"Go to the wine cellar and get the altar wine," Jiang Shaoyan said, looking at Ji Chongyan in front of him, and asked, "Does your son drink?"

He drank, and his alcohol capacity was not bad, but he never drank when he was busy.Now that he has the task of finding the night pearl, plus he has to investigate the events of 20 years ago, according to his past habits, he will never drink alcohol until these two tasks are completed.

Just facing the girl's smiling eyes, Ji Chongyan suddenly swallowed the words of refusal, finally nodded, and said with a smile: "Drink some, but the capacity for alcohol is not very good, so I can only drink a few glasses."

Jiang Shaoyan nodded with a smile, and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry!"

Seeing Ji Chongyan's answer, Xiao Wu on the side left to go to the wine cellar, but he went back and forth after a while, asking Jiang Shaoyan, "What kind of wine does Fourth Miss want?"

There are many kinds of wine in the wine cellar, and I don't know which kind Fourth Miss wants.

There was no drinking in the Jiang Family Garden, and the only one who drank was probably Jiang Hui from Xiyuan.But he came to Baoling with injuries, no matter how greedy he was for drinking, after all, life is more important, so he never touched the wine in the wine cellar since he came here.

Jiang Shaoyan thought for a while, took the pot of meatballs aside, wiped her hands with a smile, and said, "I'll go! Since I can't drink enough, I'll make a sweet fruit wine soup with wine for everyone to try!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked around to the kitchen door and went out, but before he could take two steps, Ji Chongyan, who had watched her cooking through the window earlier, followed up, and said, "Miss Jiang Si, that jar of wine is quite heavy. , I’m afraid you won’t be able to lift it, so I’ll let you go!”

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Shaoyan couldn't see the expressions of the people in the kitchen, but Zen Master Huijue and Lin Yan who were talking about Buddhism at the stone table not far away were stunned.

This tone of pity and pity... But Miss Jiang Si on the opposite side really doesn't look like a delicate woman who can't even lift a jar of wine!
Jiang Shaoyan didn't expect that Xiaobaicai would say such words of "pity for weak women". After a moment of silence, she laughed dryly and declined Ji Chongyan's kindness.

The reason for the refusal is very good, she doesn't look like a weak woman in this figure!
There is no such thing as being unable to lift a jar of wine.

Of course, what is more important is that if Xiaobaicai follows her, what will she do next?Jiang Shaoyan suppressed the dark light in his eyes, except for the yard.

To go to the wine cellar, you have to pass through Dongyuan. Jiang Shaoyan did not pass through Dongyuan and enter. Instead, she walked into her own yard, walked to the flower pot under the house in the yard, pulled out a few inconspicuous wild flowers and weeds, and then came out. Dongyuan went to the wine cellar to hold a jar of wine before returning to the kitchen.

When he came back, Ji Chongyan didn't go to see other people cooking, but waited for her at the gate of the courtyard. As soon as he saw her coming, he immediately reached out to take the wine jar she was holding, and asked her: "Miss Jiang Si is holding the wine jar?" what wine?"

"Wine sold by barbarians." Jiang Shaoyan said with a smile, "Naturally, it takes a lot of thought to have distinguished guests come to our door."

There is no one in the Jiang family who is good at wine, and the wine in the wine cellar is also ordinary.Jiang Shaoyan simply borrowed a new idea and brought over the wine sold by the barbarians to entertain Ji Shizi, who never tires of eating and drinking.

Of course, Jiang Shaoyan's wine was not an ordinary wine. Seeing the girl pour the wine into a small white porcelain pot, Ji Chongyan was a little surprised.

Although he is not good at drinking, after all, he has already made a fool of himself due to his background.He has also drank the finest wine from the Western Regions. On the palace banquet, the wine swayed in the luminous cup, which is quite different from the fine wine of the Han people.

But it was the first time for him to see wine boiled in a pot like this, especially since the wine was boiled in a pot, it looked like sweet soup instead of wine.

The girl's words also echoed his guess, and said with a smile: "Young Master Ji can be eaten as a sweet soup." After finishing speaking, she picked a few spices from the kitchen and put them into the small white porcelain pot, and even peeled some of them. Put the fruit together.

Not only did it look like sweet soup, but it tasted even more like it when cooked. When the wine in the small white porcelain pot boiled, he brought the pot of wine with fruit spices and some flowers and herbs that he couldn't understand to the side.

He picked out a few clean white bowls and poured dark red wine into them.

The dark red on the white bottom of the bowl is more conspicuous, which is very beautiful.

"It's a bit like sour plum drink!" Xiangli leaned over to take a look, and commented, "It's just that the color is more vivid than sour plum drink."

Jiang Shaoyan smiled and said: "Then call it a wine drink!" After finishing speaking, she took the wine drink out of the kitchen, walked to the stone table and put it down.

Lin Yan looked at this good-looking wine drink and immediately praised it: "It looks good!"

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the novelty wine drink, but they didn't notice that the smile of Zen Master Huijue, who was smiling and chatting with him before, froze suddenly, and subconsciously stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose.

After staring at the white bowl of wine on the table for a while, a strange look appeared on his face.

You can't go wrong!Zen Master Huijue sniffed, with a delicate expression: How could there be the smell of those medicines in this fruity and mellow wine?
Just as he was wondering, Jiang Shaoyan smiled and looked at him.

Zen Master Huijue suddenly had a bad premonition. At this moment, for no reason, he thought of the story of Wu Song fighting the tiger. The little lady surnamed Pan handed over a bowl of soup and medicine with a smile, and said with a smile: "Da Lang, you have taken the medicine." !"

"Zen Master!" The girl's clear voice suddenly rang out, "Do you want to try it?"

Zen Master Huijue was terrified, and raised his head to meet the girl's gaze, which contained some different deep meanings in the deep.

He almost forgot that, except for him who knows everything about a hundred herbs and poisons, the girl in front of him is not only a good cook, but also has insightful medical skills.

　The method of drinking wine is actually the method of mulled wine. It tastes good in winter. This article is not the focus, so I won’t go into details.

　　
　
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