peasant young lady

Chapter 212

When Cheng Xia served the dishes and entered the door, he found that Yang Dalang's face was not very good, gloomy, as if it was going to rain.Cheng Xia took a look at Du Zhong, and saw that he came over to pick up the food in his hand without any abnormality, and felt a little relieved, thinking it was not a big deal.

Taking advantage of the time when Eucommia was serving dishes back and forth, Cheng Xia put the selected sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in the sun, cleaned the pig casings to remove the blood, and continued to soak them in clean water, so that she could directly make homemade sweet-scented osmanthus flowers after eating. Sausage, homemade sausage and sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Du Zhong is very interested in stewed fish with apples. As he himself said, he loves fish the most.

Seeing Xiaolong's impatient look, Cheng Xia hurriedly found out the newly bought clothes and put them on for him. The little guy didn't even have time to wait for her to fasten his belt, so he jumped out of bed and ran to eat.

After lunch, Cheng Xia saw that Du Zhong had no intention of leaving, so he ignored him and went directly to the yard to look at the osmanthus flowers drying in the sun.She has carefully picked out the sweet-scented osmanthus, and picked out the impurities and unfulfilled sweet-scented osmanthus.Now that it was almost drying, Cheng Xia put the sweet-scented osmanthus into the kitchen to prepare the candy. At this moment, Eucommia wandered in again, looking at Cheng Xia's movements curiously.

"You can still make wine?" The voice was full of astonishment.

Cheng Xia smiled, "Isn't it possible?"

"No," Du Zhong's mouth twitched, "I just think you are very mysterious, as if there is nothing you can't do."

"Then you're really flattering me," Cheng Xia laughed as she prepared the sugar, weighing almost two catties of sweet-scented osmanthus, Cheng Xia added eight taels of sugar, stirred it evenly with her hands, and put it in a jar Put it aside and let it be sugared, then looked at Du Zhong, "At least I don't know why you help Da Lang so much." Cheng Xia shrugged, Yang Da Lang may have a blood feud on him, but Du Zhong is not, he is a carefree rich man The young master is of a high family and noble family, he was wrong to leave a good minister, and he insisted on going to this poor village to suffer, of course she didn't know the reason.

or?Cheng Xia glanced up and down Du Zhong's body non-stop, looking directly at Du Zhong's hair, clutching his chest tightly, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing," Cheng Xia smiled self-consciously, maybe Du Zhong's true love for Yang Dalang might be true, and it's not uncommon to influence the good men in ancient times.

"Hey, hey, I warn you, don't look at me with such wretched eyes, you really think I don't know what you are thinking?" Du Zhong straightened the corner of his robe handsomely, and looked at Cheng Xia with gritted teeth, "Put away you The heart of a playboy, the heart of a villain."

"Tch, I think I'm a gentleman." Cheng Xia snorted disdainfully, and directly took out the sausage casing soaked in clear water and put it aside, ready to make sausages.

"I said, didn't you want to make sweet-scented osmanthus wine? Why don't you make it?" Du Zhong came over curiously and grinned, "You don't know how to make it, oh, I don't despise you."

"I said you are really annoying," Cheng Xia said angrily, "This sweet-scented osmanthus flower needs to be preserved, at least it takes four or five days to preserve it, and we can continue to make it after it is preserved."

"How?" Du Zhong decided to break the casserole and ask the end.

Cheng Xia mixed a large piece of lean pork with a small piece of pork to wash, and answered Du Zhong’s words, “After a few days, the candied pork is ready, then add four or five catties of white wine to the jar, and then add longan, ginger and red dates. , and finally seal the jar and bury it, and after a year, two, four, or five years, you can dig it out and drink it."

"Wow, that's been a long time."

"Of course," Cheng Xia nodded, "The longer you cellar, the more mellow the wine will taste. If you can wait five years or even longer to dig it out, it will be a top-notch wine."

Cheng Xia cleaned the pork and put it on the chopping board to start chopping. By the way, he said a few more words, "The color of the finished osmanthus wine is slightly yellow. When the jar is opened, you can smell the strong fragrance of osmanthus, and the taste is even sweeter. Mellow. This sweet-scented osmanthus wine is not only delicious, but also has a great effect. It is very effective in promoting blood circulation, nourishing qi, helping digestion and strengthening the spleen and stomach. I remember someone once said, "ask Wu Gang what he has, and Wu Gang brought out osmanthus wine", The wine that can be missed by such a person naturally tastes good."

Du Zhong suddenly frowned, "Who wrote this, I haven't heard of it, is there any other sentence?"

Cheng Xia couldn't help but said, "Yes, the first two sentences are 'I lose my pride, Yang Jun loses the willow, and the willow lightly flies straight to the sky'."

"Good sentence!" Du Zhong clapped his hands suddenly, "Tell me who said it, I'm going to read all his poems."

"Uh," Cheng Xia couldn't help taking a breath, "Well, hey, did you know that camellias and peonies can be used in wine?" Cheng Xia quickly changed the subject.Just kidding, Grandpa Mao said this, can she tell Du Zhong?

Du Zhong, a big fool, was really taken astray. He bowed his head and asked curiously, "Camellia and peony can also be used in wine?"

"That's right, all of China's top ten famous flowers can be used in wine."

"China?" Du Zhong scratched his head immediately, "Miss Cheng, what are you talking about?"

There were too many mistakes, Cheng Xia quickly covered her mouth, she had a chat with Du Zhong, and she said it all.In fact, the word "China" appeared as early as 3000 years ago in the Western Zhou Dynasty, but it has never been used as a country name, so Du Zhong was surprised.

"It's nothing, it's just that someone once selected the top ten most classic flowers, and these flowers can be used in wine."

"Which ten?" Du Zhong simply sat on a small stool beside him, watching her chop meat and chatting with her intently.

Cheng Xia thought for a while, went through it in her mind, and then said, "The ten famous flowers are Lingbo Fairy Narcissus, Ten Miles Piaoxiang Osmanthus, Gentleman's Orchid, and Flowers' Camellia. , azaleas blooming like brocades, roses as the queen of flowers, lotuses as hibiscus in the water, chrysanthemums blooming in frost, and peonies as the king of flowers."

Cheng Xia was talking about Du Zhong while counting, seeing that she stopped talking, Du Zhong couldn't help asking anxiously, "Then there is one more?"

"The last one is plum blossom, the most famous flower among flowers."

"Wonderful," Du Zhong immediately clapped the case, "This description is really appropriate, I found that Miss Cheng really knows everything."

Cheng Xia chopped the minced meat, and gave Du Zhong a cool look, "I think you want to tell me about Da Lang's relationship with you, right?"

"Well, I'll go see if Xiaolong is asleep," Du Zhong hurriedly ran away.

Cheng Xia wrinkled her nose, both of them were mysterious.

Minced the pork, seasoned with sugar, salt, high-grade liquor, ginger juice, pepper powder and pepper, stirred well, and then began to put it into the casing.

In ancient times, there was no modern high-tech. Machines could be used to put ground meat into casings. Cheng Xia poured it into the casings little by little by hand, and pressed it tighter.Do it slowly so it doesn't feel like a waste of time.

Du Zhong came in again, this time holding an orange in his hand and chewing on it, Cheng Xia was taken aback, "Are there any oranges now?" Shouldn't it take another two months to eat?
Du Zhong smiled proudly, "I finally found something you didn't know. This is a Pinggan, and I can eat it now." Du Zhong leaned at the window and watched Cheng Xia making sausages, thinking that Xiaolong just played with the rabbit in the room I was very happy, and suddenly I was a little angry, "If you kill the rabbit for me, I will be able to eat oranges to relieve my boredom."

Cheng Xia curled her lips, "Then you are lucky that Xiaolong left the rabbit for you, otherwise you would not be tired, but have diarrhea."

"What's the matter?" Du Zhongteng stood up suddenly, "Can't rabbit meat and oranges be eaten together?"

"Naturally," Cheng Xia divided the finished sausage into sections with gut thread, and casually answered Du Zhong's words, "Tao Hongjing once said: Rabbit meat and ginger and orange food make people feel heartache and cholera. Good things don't mean you want to eat them." You can eat whatever you want, and food also generates and restrains each other."

"Oh," Du Zhong grinned at Yang Dalang who suddenly appeared at the kitchen door, "I said brother, you should always be loyal to Miss Cheng in this life, otherwise, you will never know how you will die someday." With such a good cooking skills and such familiarity with medical knowledge, one day if Shao Chen did something wrong to her, he might die in a daze.

Yang Dalang glared at Du Zhong immediately, and quickly walked over and pulled his ear out, "It's fine to talk nonsense in front of me, and come here to be foolish."

"Hey, hey, take it easy, it hurts a lot, okay?" Du Zhong howled and was dragged into the room on the other side by Yang Dalang.

"Oh, what did I say wrong? Isn't this a reminder to you?" Du Zhong rubbed his red ears carefully, and said angrily, "You know, what king?"

"Shut up!" Yang Dalang directly kicked Du Zhong's ass, making Xiaolong laugh out loud.

Du Zhong immediately hesitated, "Okay, you are the boss, just shut up and shut up, even if you remind me."

"Open your mouth!"

"Hmph," Du Zhong sat on the stool unconvinced, got angry for a while, then remembered something, and said to Yang Dalang cautiously, "When you went to the county town yesterday, the nanny came to see me."

"Huh?" Yang Dalang looked away from the book, "What do you want?"

"Hey," Du Zhong sighed, "Nurse asked me to borrow money, a few hundred taels, which is what Yang Erlang owes."

"How did you do it?" Yang Dalang asked casually.

"I gave the nanny all the money you gave me last time, and told her not to bother you because of this in the future." Du Zhong said weighing it.

Yang Dalang nodded and stopped talking.

In the kitchen, Cheng Xia dried half of the homemade sausages outside under the ventilated eaves, and fried the other half in an oil pan until they were cooked through, then took them out and drained them for a while, and when they were almost cool, they wrapped some in oiled paper.

Cheng Xia went to the next room and saw that Yang Dalang was reading a book and Du Zhong was playing rabbit with Xiaolong boredly. Cheng Xia shook his head amusedly and said to Yang Dalang, "I made some sweet-scented osmanthus sausage and sent some to my mother and the others."

Yang Dalang put away the book and walked in front of Cheng Xia, brushing her messy hair, "Go early and come back early."

Du Zhong suddenly looked at the ground in a panic, Xiaolong scratched his hair and asked him what he was looking at, Du Zhong said that he had goosebumps all over the ground, Cheng Xia was so angry that he wanted to kick him a few times.

Because it was late afternoon, I didn't meet many people along the way, and when I arrived at Cheng's house, it was quiet.

Cheng Xia went straight into the yard, pushed the door in but backed out in an instant, her eyes rolled around a few times, and when she heard the rustling sound of clothes coming from the room, she felt that something was wrong, her eyes froze suddenly. cold.She kicked open the door abruptly and broke into the room, seeing the panicked eyes of Cheng Zuo and Xiu'e, she immediately lost her temper.

(End of this chapter)