Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 106 I still remember Chang'an Water Basin Mutton
The sun is shining brightly, and there is no place to shade it. What's even more amazing is that there is no wind today.

After drinking a bowl of rose apple wine, although it was refreshing and quenched his thirst, the secretary felt like a fire was burning in his heart.

Why is rose peach wine, the most thirst-quenching and fatigue-quenching drink on weekdays, even hotter today?
However, although this wine is a bit weird, it has a unique flavor!

And he, who was wearing a Gebu robe, was like this, not to mention the soldiers wearing chain mail and ring armor, all of them felt hot and uncomfortable, and even a little sleepy!

Of course I'm sleepy!Red wine and white wine, this is the most intoxicating set meal, coupled with high-sugar pastries, it is more likely to cause people to slack and sleepy.

"General Hamilo, there are no enemies here. Anyway, we have to wait before leaving. Why do you wear such heavy armor? Even if there are some thieves on the road, don't they dare to pay you Askar's attention?"

Askar is an Arabicized Turkic word, which means gray wolf. The standing army of the Kara Khanate stationed in the big city is called Askar, which means gray wolf army.

Historically, this word was later taken over by the Seljuk Empire, and Askar was the title of the elite of the Seljuk Empire at that time.

At the same time, this word has been used as a name by many people from Egypt to Xinjiang in later generations. The founding president of Kyrgyzstan was called Askar.

Wu Yuan'er's compliment immediately made this Uyghur man named Hamilo very happy.

In fact, the real core force of the Kara Khanate now is the Gulam Guard established by Saktu Bugla Khan and the Ikta cavalry composed of various small and medium lords. These companies went to encircle Balasakun Those who are not qualified are not elites.

"Then listen to Chay Burke, let's take off our armor and have a good meal!"

"That's right! Come on! There's still some dried meat here, let's roast it, it's not enough to have wine without meat!"

Ma Yaozi looked at the Karakhan soldiers who were taking off their armor, and the corners of their mouths were almost grinning. They didn't wear armor. If these Aska didn't take off their armor, they would be really hard to kill.

Another bowl of wine was served, and Ma Yaozi laughed even more happily. This rose peach wine was added with black millet wine brewed by Erlang Jun. One bowl was stronger than the previous three bowls, and it was so sweet that it was not easy to be noticed. I realized that those who have never had a drink will get drunk after one or two bowls.

The so-called black millet wine is actually sorghum wine. People in the Tang Dynasty called sorghum black millet, a somewhat strange name.

At this time, the alcohol content of the wine is not high. For example, the world-renowned Persian Samurai has only about 21% alcohol, which is already called the world's spirits.

As for the black millet wine brewed by Zhang Zhao, the degree cannot be measured, but according to Zhang Zhao's feeling, it is likely to be around 32 degrees, or even 38 degrees.

He originally intended to use it as medical alcohol, but this amount of life and death could not produce the high alcohol of later generations, so he had to give up.

And according to the grain harvest at this time, that kind of high-grade wine of [-] or [-] degrees is really too extravagant. For this kind of wine with more than [-] degrees, it basically takes four catties of sorghum to produce one catty of wine.

The brewing tools, sorghum varieties, and distiller's yeast at this time are incomparable with later generations. If it is repeatedly distilled to [-] degrees, it may take seven or eight catties of sorghum to produce a catty of wine, and the labor cost is even more difficult to calculate.

Therefore, even if this kind of sorghum wine with an alcohol content of [-]% or less, Zhang Zhao brewed less than [-] catties.

And what surprised him was that after the wine was brewed, it did not become famous all over the world as he imagined. All kinds of alcoholics coveted it, and they were mesmerized after taking a sip. welcome!

He gave it to Li Shengtian to drink. If Li Shengtian hadn't seen him take a sip with his own eyes, he almost didn't think that Zhang Zhao wanted to poison him to death, and then he flew into a rage.

'What is your intention?After brewing this kind of strong wine, you will be drunk with just one bowl, how can you fight wine and write hundreds of poems?

Besides, if this recipe is spread, once the rich and powerful follow suit, the price of rice will inevitably skyrocket, causing a lot of disaster. Where is your wine shop?Immediately send palace guards to destroy it! '

have to!The wine was not sent out, and the wine shop was gone, so Zhang Zhao went out from Li Shengtian's in despair, and then he didn't give up, and gave it to his concubine and cousin Cao Yuanxin to drink.

Cao Yuanxin's evaluation was, "Why is it that pigs and dogs urinate?"so bad!Those who choke feel uncomfortable! '

This one is even more gee!vicious.

However, in the end, I found someone who had a blue eye for this, that is, such reckless men as Ma Yaozi and Dunzhu.

They didn't think rose apple wine was strong enough, and they couldn't afford Sanle pulp, so the black millet wine brewed by Zhang Zhao became their favorite, and the two or three hundred catties continued to be divided between them.

Sure enough, after drinking two bowls of wine, the eyes of these soldiers who can't drink any good wine on weekdays became hazy, and the secretary couldn't even speak clearly.

Wu Yuan'er and Ma Yaozi looked at each other, both of them were dumbfounded, they were planning to kill them so that they could go back quickly to catch up with Zhang Zhao.

In the end, without even having time to sharpen the knife, two bowls of wine made things happen.

"Good luck to you beards!" Ma Yaozi sighed, because if these guys were not drunk, they would have to be knifed.

But now that they were drunk, there was no need to see blood, otherwise it would be bad if they overreacted and alerted Shule City!

. . . .

In the north of Shule City, a strange merchant came to this unsigned snack shop, at least Li Qilang thought so.

Every time this merchant came to the food shop, he didn't eat anything else. He just asked for a few flax cakes and a plate of mutton. A flax cake and a sip of mutton soup.

And it was like this for three days in a row, and each time I had to sit for a long time without talking to anyone, just listening to people chatting there.

"Flax cakes with water basin lamb! This is the favorite food of Chang'an people. The person you are waiting for is here!"

When Li Qilang felt that something was wrong, a majestic figure walked in, it was the bald man who chopped firewood that night.

But now he is wearing a leather hat on his head. At this time, Shule's bald head is still very dangerous.

"Put the mutton in the mutton soup, and it's water basin mutton? Why is it different from what my mother said? She said that water basin mutton is the most delicious in the world! Master Huitong, brother, are you reading it wrong?"

Li Qilang clenched his chin, instinctively felt that if the mutton was thrown into the mutton soup, would it be considered the most delicious in the world?

The bald headed Huitong gave Li Qilang a contemptuous look at Li Qilang who almost called the wrong name.

"What did your mother say? Do you think your mother has eaten real water basin mutton?"

Li Qilang was taken aback when he said this, right!His mother has never seen real water basin mutton!

"Then, brother, how do you know?" After Li Qilang froze, he discovered Huadian keenly.

Since his mother has never seen real water basin mutton, how did Hui Tong, who is not a few years older than him, know that water basin mutton is like this?

"Of course I know, if you are told to read more on weekdays, if you don't read, let alone the water basin mutton, even Chang'an City, there are records in the books!"

Huitong is quite proud of himself. When he was in Laoying, he was the most diligent in reading, but there were too few books to read.

(End of this chapter)