peasant young lady

Chapter 163 Lotus Wine

Suddenly there was a light cough from outside, and Cheng Xia suddenly came back to his senses, seeing Yang Dalang's face was close at hand, and it was about to fall on his face, so he quickly pushed him away and turned over.

Cheng Xia stroked her hot cheeks, her heart was beating wildly, she didn't dare to look back at Yang Dalang's reaction.It's so dangerous, if it wasn't for the movement from Shangluo outside just now, they would have fired their guns?

Cheng Xia couldn't stop slapping herself, really, when did her resistance become so weak, she actually fell under Yang Dalang's few words, she clearly told her not to fall in love in ancient times, how could she forget.

The thinking of the ancients is very different from that of the modern people. The monogamy that Cheng Xia believed in was different in ancient times, and the three wives and four concubines that the ancients insisted on, Cheng Xia also accepted incompetence, so they are not suitable for being together at all. .

Thinking of this, the scorching heat on Cheng Xia's face also gradually subsided, that's right, people who are not from the same world at all, how can the three views coincide together.

However, Cheng Xia suppressed her beating heart, she thought, if Yang Dalang also sticks to the 'one couple for life', then can she also think about it?

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms passed through her waist and held her in her arms. Cheng Xia's body froze and she couldn't move.Yang Dalang behind him sighed, let her stick tightly in front of his body, and said in a rough voice, "I won't force you, but you have to give me a chance, okay?"

Cheng Xia pursed her lips and remained silent. Yang Dalang waited patiently for as long as she thought about it. In the end, Cheng Xia turned around to face Yang Dalang, and said shyly but firmly, "I will think about it."

Yang Dalang was overjoyed, he wrapped her in his arms, and said excitedly, "Okay."

In this way, she was held in Yang Dalang's arms and slept all night in a sober state. When she woke up in his arms the next day, Cheng Xia felt a little inexplicably satisfied, as if her heart had always been empty after coming to the Ming Dynasty. One corner of my heart is filled, and my heart is fuller.

There was another knock on the door, Cheng Xia saw Yang Dalang move his body, and quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.Yang Dalang rubbed his sleepy eyes, subconsciously patted Cheng Xia's back with his right hand to let her sleep peacefully and not to be disturbed, while he put on his clothes and got out of bed to open the door.

Seeing Yang Dalang go out, Cheng Xia turned over and sat up to change clothes.It's early in the morning, and I don't know what's going on.

Cheng Xia followed Yang Dalang to the door, and saw that it was Xiao Wu. Last time he came with Mrs. Chen, he hadn't gone up the mountain. He was just waiting at the foot of the mountain. This time he found it by himself. Cheng Xia smiled, "Brother Xiao Wu, Is there a problem?"

Xiao Wu scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled, "The proprietress asked me to pick up the young master to go home."

Why?Yang Dalang and Cheng Xia looked at each other, wondering how he knew Shangluo was here.

Before he could ask, he saw Shang Luo coming to the door in good spirits, and waved to Xiao Wu with some disgust, "Don't worry about it, if you want to come, won't I go back by myself?"

Xiao Wu stood aside respectfully with lowered eyebrows and eyes, and did not speak, but the meaning was obvious.

Shang Luo glared at him irritably, why he didn't want to go home, because he had to be restricted everywhere, and he couldn't go anywhere according to his own heart.

Forget it, Shang Luo turned around and smiled at Cheng Xia, "Miss Cheng, I came here in a hurry this time, so I didn't bring anything, but I have one good thing, I guarantee you haven't seen or tasted it before, it's absolutely rare."

"Oh, what?" Cheng Xia was really curious.

"I don't know what it's called. It was given by a friend. It's different. I'll bring it to you next time." Shang Luo looked mysterious.

"Okay," Cheng Xia nodded with a smile, "Remember to say hello to Shopkeeper Shang and Aunt Han for me when you go back."

After sending away the reluctant Shang Luo, the two of them were left for a while. Although Cheng Xia didn't look up at Yang Dalang, she knew that his gaze was always on her body, and he followed her wherever she went, and took Cheng Xia Looking uncomfortable.

After a hasty breakfast, Cheng Xia was about to run out. Seeing that Yang Dalang was about to follow, Cheng Xia hurriedly stopped him, "I'm going to pick some lotus flowers and leaves, and you don't have to follow me."

"I'll be with you," Yang Dalang took the basket from Cheng Xia's hand, took her hand and walked down the mountain, until he saw the villagers coming and going at the bottom of the mountain, he let go of Cheng Xia's hand and followed behind her walking.

When he arrived at Donghu Lake, Cheng Xia was in a great mood looking at the lotus flowers everywhere.Yang Dalang was afraid that she would fall in, so he only asked her to pick lotus flowers by the lake. Cheng Xia picked a few big ones and some lotus leaves. Seeing that the basket was full, he walked back satisfied.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Dalang was puzzled, last time Cheng Xia cooked with lotus flowers, he was very satisfied, so he thought she was going to cook again.

"Brew lotus wine," Cheng Xia smiled mysteriously.The last time she went to the market, she saw someone selling koji, and she bought it out of curiosity, hoping to have a chance to try wine making.In modern times, Cheng Xia didn't have the opportunity to make wine by herself, but she saw her father brewing it. The lotus wine and peach wine she brewed tasted sweeter, and compared with the wines sold on the market, they were much more rustic and delicious. Cheng Xia misses that smell very much.

On top of that, winemaking takes a long time to brew, or it needs to be cellared in the ground for several years.For some reason, Cheng Xia had this idea when she woke up today. She felt that she would not stay in Qingxian Village for a long time, so she wanted to leave something behind. When she misses this place in the future, she can come back and dig a pot of lotus wine to drink .

All the way back to the bamboo house halfway up the mountain, Cheng Xia saw that Yang Dalang insisted on following her and refused to leave even a single step, so she simply entrusted him with cleaning the lotus petals, and asked him to clean all the petals of the lotus, while she went to Mix the koji and wash the glutinous rice.

Seeing that Yang Dalang had cleaned the lotus petals, Cheng Xia brought over the steamer for steaming steamed buns, spread a thick layer of basket cloth on the steamer, sprinkled a layer of lotus flowers on the bottom of the basket cloth, covered the lotus One layer of glutinous rice, continue to spread lotus flowers on the glutinous rice, and then mix glutinous rice, so that it is steamed in a pot after the bedding is done, so as to ensure that the glutinous rice can fully absorb the fragrance and sweetness of lotus flowers.

While waiting for the steaming process, Cheng Xia crushed a piece of koji, then mixed it with water and stirred it evenly, and waited for a while to use it.

Yang Dalang looked at Cheng Xia's orderly steps, which was pleasing to the eye, "Shang Luo is right, watching you make things is a kind of enjoyment."

Cheng Xia was taken aback, and looked back at Yang Dalang in confusion, "What did you hear him say?"

Seeing Yang Dalang nodding, Cheng Xia was even more puzzled, "Why do I feel that you and this Shangluo seem to know each other?"

Yang Dalang chuckled, "He's only a little older than you, how could I know such a little kid."

"Tch," Cheng Xia sneered, "Look at what you said, it's the same as how old you are, by the way, how old are you?"

"22 years old," Yang Dalang didn't hide anything, since he decided to let Cheng Xia accept him well, he would answer all her questions within the scope of his acceptance.

Cheng Xia did the math, she is 15 years old this year, which means they are seven years behind, which is not a small gap in ancient times.Cheng Xia suddenly snickered, and Yang Dalang reached out to grab the collar of Cheng Xia's neck, "What are you laughing at?"

"No, no," Cheng Xia pursed her lips and said hastily, "Okay."

Putting the steamer down and opening it, a scent of glutinous rice and lotus leaves hits the face, it smells so good, Cheng Xia took a deep breath contentedly, then took a spoon to stir the glutinous rice a few times to dry for a while, this is the so-called spread rice up.

After drying for a while, sprinkle the stirred koji evenly on the glutinous rice and let it stand for a while.

There is a large ceramic jar at home, Cheng Xia cleaned it with white wine and brought it over, put all the glutinous rice and lotus with koji in the ceramic jar and put it away.

"What is this for?" Yang Dalang asked impatiently.

"The first step you see now is done. Store this jar for a month, take it out after a month, and there will be a lot of wine in it. Filter out the glutinous rice and lotus in it with a basket cloth, leaving only Put the pure wine in the jar. Then cover the jar with something like wheat bran that is easy to ignite, and ignite it with fire. This is the scorched wine. After one or two years, you can take it out and drink it. It will take a long time, but the longer you leave it, the more mellow and delicious the taste will be.”

Seeing Yang Dalang staring at her intently, Cheng Xia suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Actually, it's my first time doing it. As for whether it can be done, I don't know."

"Then who did you see doing it before?" Yang Dalang asked lightly.

"My father, uh, the old man at home has done it, and I saw it next to me." Cheng Xia almost bit his tongue/head, afraid that Yang Dalang would ask, so he quickly changed the subject, "Actually, the same steps can make a lot of wine, such as roses , loquat, Sophora japonica, many common things can make wine, and the taste is also very good.”

Cheng Xia has read "Qi Min Yao Shu" written by Jia Sixie of the Northern Wei Dynasty, which contains a lot of records about wine making. In "Qi Min Yao Shu", there are eight cases about the method of making wine koji, and more than 40 cases about the rules of wine making. Cheng Xia Brewing lotus wine here, on the one hand, I refer to what my father used to do, and on the other hand, I also carefully recalled the records in "Qi Min Yao Shu", and she definitely did not dare to do it casually.

Yang Dalang pondered for a while, but he didn't know what he was thinking. Cheng Xia just wanted to move the ceramic jars to the room and put them away when he heard Yang Dalang say, "There is a record in "Hanshu Pingdang Biography": A bucket of rice is worth a bucket of wine It is the highest honor, a bucket of millet and a bucket of wine are the middle honor, and a bucket of corn and wine is the lower honor. I didn’t have any profound experience when I read it before, but I learned a lot from watching you make wine today.”

Cheng Xia looked at Yang Dalang's way of grasping the knowledge of ancient books, and suddenly felt suffocated. She paused while holding the pot, and couldn't help asking, "You're going to leave sooner or later, aren't you?"

Yang Dalang turned his head to look at Cheng Xia leisurely, and said seriously, "If you don't go, I won't go anywhere."

Cheng Xia almost fell under Yang Dalang's affectionate gaze again, and ran away with the jar before he fell.

After putting away the jar and coming back, Lin Xiu came. Cheng Xia hugged Xiaolong with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Xiaolong couldn't wait to answer for Lin Xiu, "Auntie, Auntie, grandma asked you and uncle to go home, saying that there is something to do."

(End of this chapter)