Ask This Spring

Zhuo Lian was awakened by the cry of a chicken. She went to the well and washed her face with water, then walked to the bronze mirror and took a picture.

The woman in the mirror is young and delicate, with extremely beautiful facial features, smooth and soft skin, clear and charming apricot eyes, like her in the Republic of China, and the original body of Da Zhou, as if both bodies were muddy and squeezed. The invisible palm is crushed and water is added to make it a human being.

Shaking her head, she stopped thinking about it. The temperature is high in summer, and the rice soaked in physalis can only be used overnight, so it must not be delayed.

Zhuo Lian changed into a clean sarong, walked to the pottery urn in the courtyard, opened the straw mat, fished out a few grains of rice with a fence, bowed his head and tasted it.

Huan Shen happened to be standing under the eaves. The morning sun was warm but not dazzling. She enveloped the woman, her slender fingers pressed against the crimson lips, from the fingertips to the strands of hair, everything was exquisite. Alluring, comparable to good white porcelain, without any flaws.

In the past, when the relationship between Huan Zhuo and Zhuo Lian was still passable, Huan Shen was very disgusted with Zhuo Lian.

He was selfish and indifferent, and his few patience was given to his close relatives. It is strange that he can have a good impression on the same selfish and indifferent outsiders. He still remembers that Zhuo Lian smashed Fan Lan’s jade bracelet a few years ago. She was afraid of being punished and ran to Huan’s house to cry with her elder brother. Later, her elder brother helped her carry the scapegoat, and her mother came to the door to give away a set of jewelry. Things were suppressed.

From then on, Huan Shen knew that Zhuo Lian was not a good thing, and he had never been in contact with him. He didn’t expect that only a few years later, his widow’s sister-in-law would come out of this look, which can be called deceptive. .

Zhuo Lian didn't notice Huan Shen, she was satisfied with her eyes. After a night of soaking, the rice heart has been completely sour, and it is perfect for making wine mother.

Pursing her lips and smiling low, she feels that life finally has hope, as long as the wine shop gets better and better, she will be able to live well.

After three months.

The tall guards were patrolling in front of the city gate. One of them was Luo Cheng. He was from a wealthy family and looked good. He wiped his face at this moment and said, "Wait, let’s go to the restaurant to gather together. Brother Huan will go to Beijing in a few days, and he should be seen off in advance."

"Then go to Zhuo's restaurant. I drank the refreshing breeze in it once before. It tastes good. Luo Cheng, you kid is not bad. Can you sacrifice to the five internal organs temple tonight and let the brothers have a good time?"

Luo Cheng couldn't help but screamed: "Isn't it just a drink? Just like you went to the brothel, I think your kid is missing a girl... But I heard that the second Miss Zhuo is indeed beautiful and beautiful, making wine. The craftsmanship is also well-known by the owner of Zhuo. In the future, he may be able to take over the wine shop, and Xiuli Jiaren will sell wine. Thinking about it, it is really pleasing to the eye."

Listening to these silly words, the handsome young man's expression remained the same. He held a long gun in his hand, and the red tassel of the spear head was drifting in the wind. He squinted and said, "Since it is to see me off, I choose the place, and I should buy this wine."

Luo Cheng hurriedly refused, "Brother Huan, how could this be? Last time we followed the magistrate to help the victims, if you didn't pull me in time, the dagger that the man was holding would have pierced me long ago. If you don’t have the skills, you can get this amount of silver. If you treat me as a brother, don’t be polite. You don’t want to go to Zhuo’s restaurant. It’s convenient for us to change the place."

He slapped Luo Cheng **** the shoulder, and the young man said: "You forget, my house is a wine shop. I just brewed a batch of wine. I take this opportunity to take you to taste it, and talk about the money."

With that said, Huan Shen gave Luo Cheng no chance to refute, and walked in the direction of Huan's house.

The remaining few people whispered in the back: "Brother Huan didn't have to choose, but the wine of the Huan family is really not very good. My mother bought it once before. It was muddy and sweet, and didn't even taste a bit of wine."

"You keep your voice down, don't let Brother Huan hear! The mash is not good, but they are all your own brothers, how can you dislike it?"

"Do you still need to explain this matter?"

In about two quarters of an hour, the group of people was not far from the Huanjia Winery. Suddenly, there was a strong aroma of wine. Attention is all gathered in one place.

The sounds of swallowing saliva came one after another. Luo Cheng smacked his lips and murmured: "Who is making the wine? The smell is too fragrant, right? It's more greedy than the Zhuo family's breeze."

Huan Shen lowered his eyes and didn't mean to help him.

When they walked to the entrance of the wine shop, they found that the aroma here was the strongest. There were a lot of people on the inner and outer three floors. Fortunately, these young people were guards with strong muscles and bones. They quickly squeezed in and saw one. The gorgeous woman was standing in front of the pot, stirring the clear and transparent liquor in the pot with a wooden spoon, slightly greenish, just like the willow bud just emerging from Kasuga.

Luo Cheng rubbed his eyes, turned his head to look at Huan Shen, and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Huan, this is your sister-in-law, why does it seem to be different?"

The Luo family is in business and also has contacts with the Yu family. Previously, the Zhuo family hooked up with Yu Mangou. Luo Cheng had seen the adulterer and the adulterer. At that time, he decided that she was not a good thing. When he did such shameless things, he simply lost the face of the Huan family.

Hearing this, Huan was taken aback suddenly.

For several months, he has been living in the wine shop, facing Zhuo Lian day and night. Luo Cheng didn't mention it, but he ignored this.

Squinting her eyes and measuring the woman not far away, she has black hair and snow-skinned skin, even if she is only wearing the simplest commoner, she can't hide her gorgeous color. If he remembered correctly, Zhuo's nose was not so high at first, his eyebrows were light and sparse, and the shape of his eyes was different from before.

After such a big change, she can still see her original shadow, so Luo Cheng can recognize Zhuo Lian at a glance.

"It's Zhuo's right." The young man nodded slightly, and then said: "I'm going to Beijing in a few days. Please trouble Brother Luo to take care of him so that the female family members in the family won't be bullied."

Luo Chengsheng was in the business, and naturally he had a sort of exquisite heart and soul of a businessman, and he could hear what Huan Shen was saying-his widow’s sister-in-law is so beautiful and shows up all day long. If no one is guarding it, it’s hard to guarantee that he won’t be born. error.

"Brother Huan don't worry, the Luo family can still speak in Bianzhou City. If someone dares to mess around, the younger brother will definitely make him regret it."

With Luo Cheng's assurance, a trace of satisfaction flashed across Huan Shen's black eyes, and he patted the latter on the shoulder, then turned around and walked to Uncle Fu and asked:

"Why make wine here?"

"Lianniang mentioned that the wine shop used to sell the most inferior mash. Even if there is good wine in the shop, others will not believe it. Now cooking wine in the street can not only release a strong aroma, but also let everyone See, we have sake, not all of the worst turbid sake."

Uncle Fu was nearly forty years old, and was born powerfully in Kong Wu. He was a little choked at the moment, which was obviously caused by his ups and downs.

Huanmu stood by and saw a few familiar young people behind Huan Shen, and guessed that these were guards stationed in the city, with a smile on his beautiful face, and hurriedly greeted people to the wine shop.

"Come in quickly. Although there are no tables and chairs in the wine shop, there is still a stone table in the backyard.

Hearing this, the guards smiled and walked into the shop. The spectators around the wok stopped working. Someone said with a snarling, "Just now that the shop is closed today, how can they get in?"

Uncle Fu explained with a smile, "These are our young master's friends, not counted as guests. There are no long-term workers in the wine shop. Everyone cooks here. They are really busy. Please forgive me."

The sake in the pot was almost dried up, the water vaporized straight up, and the clouds of smoke spread out, everything in his sight was covered with a layer of white gauze, shadows and shadows, completely indistinguishable.

Being able to see and smell but not drink is simply the greatest torture for those who have good wine. At this moment, they are so distressed that they can't wait to **** the iron pot from the fire and drink the good wine, so as not to be so ruined. .

Some people knew Zhuo Lian and immediately asked:

"Lianniang, your wine shop has finally made sake. When will it be sold?"

Zhuo Lian hung the wooden spoon on the wooden stand, and the transparent wine dripped down, seeping into the dirt that everyone had stepped on, and quickly disappeared.

"When the store opens tomorrow, everyone will be able to buy it without a bottom."

Nowadays, the most famous sake in Bianzhou city is Qingfengxiao. I heard that many merchants from other places have come to Bianzhou to buy wine and sell it in their hometown. This shows how good the quality of Qingfengxiao is. At this moment, the sake in the pot is actually called Qing Wu Bottom, maybe it was deliberately named this way, in order to confuse others and make the buyer think that the wine is related to the breeze.

"The Zhuo family is called Qingfengxiao, and you are called Qingwu Bottomless. It's a bit too much, right? You have to be diligent in doing business. It is useless to think about those crooked ways all day long!" A middle-aged man with a face was angry and injustice. .

Father Lin happened to catch these words in his ears, and he retorted: "The bottomless is the name of the former poet Yang Wanli, to describe the mellow and clear rice wine, and what does it have to do with Qingfengxiao?"

Although Father Lin has no fame, he has real abilities. If it weren't for a bit of luck, where would he be a teacher in Xiaoxiao Bianzhou? It's a shame to take two taels of silver a month.

Zhuo Lian smiled gratefully and didn't mean to explain.

In the process of brewing the bottomless, she once asked someone to buy a bottle of Qingfengxiao. The wine is indeed clear and transparent, but the taste is light and it can taste a lime.

When cooking wine, in order to remove the acidity and to make the wine clear, some brewers put lime in it. Some people find this kind of taste palatable, some people find it unpalatable, Zhuo Lian belongs to the latter.

Therefore, she really didn't put Qingfengxiao in her eyes.