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Chapter 168 Experiment [Second Update]

At the beginning, Lan Huaer regarded honey wine as brewed wine, and mixed honey into the already brewed glutinous rice wine according to the practice of various fruit wines.

But she soon discovered that it was completely different from the taste she drank in modern times.After the honey is directly mixed into the wine, not only does it not mix with the sweetness of the glutinous rice wine, but instead forms a sour and astringent smell, which makes people feel weird.

Fortunately, Lan Hua'er also knew that she was unlikely to succeed in the first attempt, so she only messed around a bit.

She thought she didn't have enough soaking time, so she mixed a little more, put it in a small bottle, and stuffed it into the cellar.

Zang Lang watched silently by the side, and only after Lan Hua'er stuffed it into the cellar did he ask:

"What delicious food is this, little lady?"

"It's just wine, and I don't know what it will taste like. I'm just trying to make it. I really don't know if it can be done well. I just tasted it, and the taste is quite strange. If I make it, I can't drink it. ,Then forget it."

Zang Lang scratched his head vigorously:

"But that's wine, it's a waste if you don't drink it."

"It's okay to waste a little bit, it's better than eating a bad stomach. Don't bother, if this is really not good, I will just throw it away. Fermented bean curd is different from this, I know how to do it If you really can't do this, then I can't do anything about it. Don't you think you'll have diarrhea for a few days. You're so relaxed. You lie on the bed every day and let me serve you. What can I do? Do things and work , in the field and in the house, I will come all by myself?"

When Lan Huaer said this, Zang Lang didn't insist.But looking at Zang Lang's face from the side, she always felt that Zang Lang felt very sorry, so she couldn't help but pouted and insulted Zang Lang:
"Why are you so greedy. There is no shortage of food for you at home, and drinking is enough every day, but you are not allowed to get drunk. Why are you so useless, thinking about such a little wine. Pour it Just pour it, can't we pour such a little wine at home?"

Hearing what she said, Zang Lang quickly waved his hands:
"No, no. I just thought that everything the little lady cooks is delicious, and it would be too wasteful to throw it away."

Lan Hua'er was stunned for a moment, and only then did she realize that Zang Lang had such great confidence in her, and she couldn't help but feel a little pressure on her body:

"I can do it anywhere. I just thought it wouldn't work, so I said I'd throw it away. If it's done, wouldn't I keep it? But it's agreed, if it can't be done this time, I'll try again, don't laugh at me."

Zang Lang nodded seriously, and at the end he couldn't help but say, "What the little lady cooks must be delicious."

Lan Hua'er didn't know how to communicate with him. She always felt that Zang Lang's unreasonable trust made people angry and seemed like a dead end, and seemed to trust her so well. a kind of worship.

She herself has no way of guaranteeing whether the mead can be brewed, so she can only do something else to distract Zang Lang.

Anyway, she was going to soak the wine for a few months, if it could be done, then it would be good.If it doesn't work, at least Zang Lang doesn't remember having such a thing, so just throw it away and try again.

Even when making fruit wine, you have to experiment a few times.After all, the weight is different, and the difference in the brewed wine will be very large.Lan Huaer only remembers the amount of one kind of fruit wine so far—the green plum wine uses a ratio of ten parts of wine, ten parts of green plums and eight parts of rock sugar, and the wine needs to use white wine or rice wine of about [-] degrees. It's the best drink, with a hint of almond flavor in the plum, sweet and delicious.

This is because when she was in modern times, her mother made green plum wine every year, and she remembered it very clearly.But she has never studied other wines, so naturally she doesn't know.It was her mother who spent several years researching this ratio before researching it.

Because honey was added to the house, Lan Huaer used the white flour bought during the Chinese New Year to make honey cakes once.

The method is the same as ordinary pancakes, except that honey and fruit slices are sandwiched in the middle of the pancakes, and eggs and white flour are also used.

She specially used the method of making cakes, beating the flour mixed with eggs so that the inside was filled with air.Since there was no machine, she had to shake it with chopsticks, which almost weakened her wrist.However, this dessert was very successful, and it was as soft as a cake when it was baked.

There is also some honey mixed in the flour as a seasoning, but not a lot, so that the whole pancake tastes sweeter.

No one in this village has ever tried to use eggs and white flour to make pancakes. The pancakes alone are very soft, and with the honey and fruit inside, even people who don’t have a sweet tooth will eat them. Can't stop talking.

This is a bit strange, Lan Hua'er didn't dare to let Zang Lang take it to the field to eat, and didn't know who he was going to give it to, so he only dared to keep it at home and let him eat it when he went home.

However, for lunch that day, he was given egg pancakes baked with scallions, with bacon slices and radish slices on top, minced chili peppers, and some fermented bean curd. It's colorful, it smells good, and it tastes good too.

Lan Hua'er didn't dare to walk away that day, so she stood beside Zang Lang and watched him eat the pancakes before she dared to go home.

The people next to him saw that Zang Lang's daily food was fresh and rich, and they were hooked by the smell, and couldn't help drooling for a long time.Some men who are more familiar with the Zhao family can't help shouting at Lan Hua'er in their own fields:
"From the Zhao family, the food you send every day is so delicious, it's a little out of character. You see, what we eat are all big cakes sent by your aunt, or they are cold, and we bring them from home in the morning. You It’s fine to deliver food, and it’s so delicious, but what about those of us who are watching. Do you think I can still eat this pancake?”

As soon as someone yelled like this, the people next to him also started booing, clamoring to make Lan Huaer stop delivering food to Zang Lang, or to bring more food.

Zang Lang had only eaten half of the pancakes, and when he heard the people in the nearby field yelling, he froze, almost choking on his mouth.Lan Hua'er quickly poured some water for him, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and whispered:
"It's okay, everyone is just joking, it has nothing to do with you."

After watching Zang Lang swallow the cake, she smiled slowly and shouted to the people next to her:
"Are you trying to take advantage of our family? If I give you all of them, even if I only give you one green onion a day, my family can't afford to support you. You add up, my piggy doesn't eat so much .Speaking of which, I’ve made money for you guys. If I don’t send food to A Lang, you won’t even be able to smell the aroma. It also makes you smell it, so you want to eat it even more. You know you’re hungry after smelling it. And if you’re hungry, you should finish your work quickly and go home. Don’t you have a good dinner?”

The men next to him couldn't help laughing when they heard Lan Hua'er talk.

They didn't really want Lan Hua'er to bring them meals, but when Lan Hua'er told them this, comparing them to gluttonous piglets, they all laughed together.Someone else yelled:

"Oh, don't mention it. It's not that you don't know about your aunt's tea and rice. I just go home at night, and the food is not the same as this cold pancake. You bring rice here for Zang Alang every day. This rice I think about it very much, let us taste what it is like to seduce people here every day? He alone said that it is delicious, who knows what it tastes like, maybe he is trying to curry favor What about you. If he says it’s not tasty, why don’t you give it to him tomorrow?”

This was a bit of a joke, and the man next to him laughed again, and someone beside him answered:
"You say you are stupid. If this is really bad, Zang Alang can still think about eating it tomorrow? It's not like putting a pancake in his pocket in the morning. Who would want to eat something delivered like this?"

A group of people roared with laughter.

They are familiar with each other in the front and back of the village, and they are already shouting and chatting with each other when they are usually working.Now is the time for everyone to rest and have lunch, so naturally it will be more lively.

Lan Hua'er smiled and listened to the side, thought for a while, and then said to the group of men next to him:

"It's nothing. If you want to try my handicrafts, I'll make some more tomorrow. You can eat them together with pancakes, and you can also try my tea and rice. But I've agreed, just eat like this, tomorrow If I want to eat it later, I won’t do it casually. And tomorrow I’ll bring two extra servings, and you can come over and eat by yourself. If anyone doesn’t snatch it, don’t say I’m partial.”

Those guys were just making a joke at first, and didn't think that Lan Hua'er could really deliver food to them.Now that I suddenly got such a sentence from Lan Hua'er, I couldn't help but feel overjoyed, thanked in multiple voices, and then turned around and started arguing, saying that I would fight for two more spoons tomorrow.

Lan Hua'er knew that these people were just joking, so she smiled and listened beside her, not intending to start a conversation.

Instead, it was Lan Du who said next to him:

"As far as the relationship between our two families is concerned, you have to bring me only one copy."

Lan Hua'er wrinkled her nose and "hummed" at him:
"You don't come here often. Who doesn't know that Aning brings you meals every day, can you still be short of food? Ah Ning's tea and rice are also good, and they are still the taste of the capital. You are more used to eating. Besides ... If I gave it to you, Ah Ning would not give it to you ... Aren't you going to be unhappy?"

Lan Du smiled next to him and didn't speak again.

Instead, Zang Lang pulled Lan Hua'er's sleeve beside him:

"Little lady, aren't you tired after doing so much?"

Lan Hua'er laughed immediately, "It's just a little bit, it's okay. They are so curious, let them try it, and it doesn't take much effort. I won't cook them a whole meal, just let them eat whatever they want Just a little bit. Don't worry about it."

(End of this chapter)