Ask This Spring

At this moment, there are not a few people clamoring around the door of the wine shop. Most of them have seen Zhuo Lian cooking wine with their own eyes, and they also know how strong and mellow the bottomless taste is.

But the Huan family has long since fallen, and no longer has the reputation of the year. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is not worthy to be compared with Qingfengxiao.

Huanmu stood behind the counter to collect the money. Although Xiuli's face rose slightly, she did not speak. A few days ago, the sake had just been brewed, and Lianniang said that she would sell 300 wen per liter. At that time, she felt that the price was high and she was going to persuade her, but when she thought of the pickling method used by the Zhuo family, she felt a sigh in her belly. Wuminghuo, gritted his teeth and agreed.

The father and son Zhuo Lian, who was standing in the forefront, also recognized them. Their surname was Zhao. They were old neighbors who lived in West Street. They opened a grocery store. Although they didn't make much daily income, they were several times better than the Huan family.

"Uncle Zhao, everyone in the world knows that the price of sake is high. It is not comparable to that of a mere mash. My mother is kind, and used to sell mashed sake for only 20 liters. But when my father was still alive some time ago, The sake is nearly three hundred wen. If it’s too expensive, I’ll call you the original one."

Having been a neighbor in the neighborhood for so many years, Uncle Zhao knew that the Huan family had married a terrific daughter-in-law. At this moment, he couldn't help but sink his face and said coldly, "Isn't the price cut? I'd like to see if it can sell. How much! The smelly little baby has a really good tone. I eat more salt than you eat..."

Zhuo Lian has seen many people like this kind of people who rely on the old and sell the old when he was in the Republic of China.

Those clan elders who pushed her into the dry well, one or two are all of this virtue, relying on their own age, they think that others must treat their words as a golden rule, and they have to hand over their precious secret recipes. They have a thick skin. , Is really rare in the world!

"If you don't buy wine, leave soon. What are you doing? Occupy the pit and don't shit!"

The tall and strong man showed impatient eyes, it was Yang Hu who came to drink yesterday. But when facing Zhuo Lian, he smiled and his voice was extremely gentle.

"Sister-in-law, please take a liter of wine. The ones I bought back were robbed as soon as I got home. I said nothing to them today."

Zhuo Lian took the wine grapes, quickly filled the wine bottle, and handed it to Yang Hu. He exhorted: "Although the sake tastes beautiful, it has a bit of stamina. Don't get drunk to avoid getting dizzy. It's bloated and delayed business."

Hearing this, Yang Hu's face was red and bloody. Yesterday in the backyard, they tasted the bottomlessness for the first time. They drank a jar alone. Finally, they were so drunk that they were so kind. Go home, otherwise you will lose your ugliness.

"Thanks for your sister-in-law's suggestion."

He arched his hands and held the wine bottle tightly in his arms, as if he was holding a baby, cautiously walked to Huanmu, and after paying the money, he was reluctant to leave the front hall and sniffed the wine in the air. Xiang, this is the only way to go back home contentedly.

The boss Fei of UBM Tea House was just behind Yang Hu. Seeing Zhuo Lian's smooth betting, his actions seemed to flow like flowing water.

"The little boss is really safe, he seems to be a small brewer, right?"

Zhuo Lian's eyes flashed slightly and his head was lowered. Only when he didn't hear the question, the Huanmu standing next to him took the initiative to explain: "Boss Fei has misunderstood. My daughter-in-law has not been making wine for a long time, but she is more capable than ordinary people. Out such outstanding drinks."

"Really? It turned out that Fei was thinking too much."

Boss Fei shook his head and laughed lightly, but a sense of surprise surged in his heart. He originally thought that Huanjia Winery had hired a new master to produce a bottomless wine. How could he expect that the quality of the wine is not inferior to the tribute wine? From Zhuo's hand.

Yesterday’s cooking in the street was not in vain. The guests who came to the wine shop had long queued up. Many passers-by did not know what had happened, and they also came forward to watch the excitement. When the smell of wine came, they seemed to be **** with their hands and feet, and they didn't want to leave at all.

The first batch of clear and bottomless brews made a lot of it. Zhuo Lian wanted to sell it for two or three months. Who knows that the business is so prosperous today, if at this rate, I am afraid it will be sold out in less than ten days.

At noon, everyone went home to eat, and she was free to drink a bowl of porridge to cushion her belly.

The Zhao family father and son, who were standing at the door trying to watch the jokes, saw the scene where the threshold of the Huan family restaurant was about to be stepped through. Their eyes were straight and they couldn't believe what happened in front of them.

Fengshui turns, is it possible that the Huan family will develop again?

Thinking of this, Zhao Bo's old face turned green, and his heart was filled with regrets. If you know that Zhuo’s is so capable, even if he didn’t buy alcohol just now, he couldn’t offend people to death. How could Huan’s mother-in-law and daughter-in-law be embarrassed now? Obviously it is his own face scandal!

Zhuo Lian was too busy to score, and had long forgotten the Zhao family father and son who came to find faults. Although her physique was not delicate, she still couldn't stand it all morning, her arms were sore and her shoulders were numb. The itch is severe, and a little bit of pain will come from a slight movement.

Seeing her daughter-in-law's pale complexion, Huan's mother couldn't help feeling distressed. She knew that Lian Niang was a strong woman, and she wouldn't say it easily even if she was uncomfortable, but how could her daughter's body compare with a man? Jing'er Shen'er has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. When she first became a guard, she fell asleep every day, and she lost a lot of weight. It was better when she got used to it later.

"Lianniang, why not close the shop in the afternoon? Today, I sell more wine than before half a month. Although making money is important, you can't ruin your foundation. You are still so young, and you may have to..."

Huanmu sighed lowly and had no plans to continue.

Since Dalianniang changed her sex, she not only took the initiative to help in the wine shop, but she was also extremely filial, thinking that such a good daughter-in-law would remarry, Huanmu's mood was inevitably low.

Zhuo Lian could also guess her thoughts. He drew close to her mother-in-law, took her arm, and said, "Don't worry, I won't go anywhere. I will stay in the wine shop for the rest of my life and take good care of you and Yun. Son."

Zhuo Lian didn't mention Huan Shen. After all, the Zhenguo Public Committee in the script was very capable. This time he would be appreciated by the nobles when he entered the capital, such as the dragon from the cloud, soaring into the sky.

Hearing the sound, Huanmu is even more guilty. Lianniang is only sixteen, which is the best time for a woman. If she spends decades in the wine shop, won't her life be ruined?

She wanted to persuade again, but saw the delicate girl stepping over the threshold and approaching, with a shy smile on her face.

"Mother, sister-in-law, Yun'er will help you with your work. I stay at home by myself, so I might as well come to the store."

Recently, as long as he is free, Zhuo Lian will go to the street to buy some chicken, duck, fish and other ingredients, and add medicinal stew to supplement Huan Yun's body.

The nutrition is probably keeping up. The little girl still looks thin, but her cheeks are no longer the original sallow, her hair is thick and smooth, she has two croissants, and she can't help shaking when she walks. She looks very cute.

Rubbing Huan Yun's head, Zhuo Lian's heart felt soft, and he bent down and said, "Ms. Yun is so good, I made some glutinous rice, and it will be sweet when it comes out later."

"You have been tired for a day, so it's serious to rest well, so what is she used to doing?" Huanmu disapproved.

"Daughter-in-law knows it, you can rest assured."

With that, Zhuo Lian took Huan Yun's hand and walked directly to the kitchen.

At this moment, the woman was sitting on the bench, her eyes shining brightly, staring at the child in front of her, with a small smile on her cheeks.

Remembering what her mother said, Huan Yun put down her spoon and said softly: "Sister-in-law, you have been busy for so long, Yun'er helps you squeeze your shoulders."

He happily rubbed Zhuo Lian from the neck to the slender waist. Even if he had hugged his sister-in-law earlier, Huan Yun was still a little worried and asked: "Sister-in-law, you seem to be thin again. Have you been too hard recently? ?"

"I'm fine, Yunniang don't have to worry."

The winemaking process is extremely complicated. For the layman, he may feel dizzy at the first glance, but Zhuo Lian enjoys it. She only knows how to make wine in her life, and she only loves making wine, so being able to keep a distillery will satisfy her. After remarrying, she will be caught up in various trivial matters instead of being so wanton as she is now.

After resting for half an hour, Zhuo Lian went to the front hall again. Not long after, Huan Shen came back and saw the frail little girl sitting in the backyard. The young man raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Niang Yun, why are you here?"

As soon as she saw the second brother, the little girl's eyes lit up, she hurriedly walked up to him, and said in a low voice: "Brother, sister-in-law has recently lost a lot of money. Please persuade her not to damage her body."

"How do you know she's gone?"

At the man’s suspicious eyes, Huan Yun straightened her chest and spoke with pride: “I just pressed my sister-in-law’s shoulders and accidentally touched her waist. It’s as thin and soft as a wicker, if I use strength. It's bigger, I'm afraid it will break..."

Hearing this, Huan Shen was silent for a long while.

The outline of a woman appeared in his mind involuntarily. Because Zhuo Shi often wears loose sarongs, which are covered by layers of fabric, it is indeed difficult to distinguish whether the waist is thick or thin.

Zhuojia.

Miao Ping stood under the hall, the bruising marks on his cheeks had long since disappeared. With a light blue robes, he looked at him not like a steward, but not much different from a scholar.

"Madam and miss, the price of the Huanjia Restaurant is three hundred liters per liter. The price is the same as the price of Qingfengxiao in our shop. There are many customers at the door, and the business is really good."

Zhuo Yujin gritted her teeth and barely maintained her demeanor, but she clenched her veil tightly in her hand, apparently already hating Zhuo Lian a lot.

In her opinion, if Zhuo Lian didn't make a difference, there was no reason why Huan Mu didn't sell wine shops? The water quality of that unnamed well is outstanding. If it is used to make wine, Qingfengxiao will definitely be even better. Why is it so aggrieved as it is now?

"I thought Zhuo Lian was capable, but she didn't expect her methods to be so clumsy, and she would dare to compare with Qingfengxiao when brewing ordinary sake. Those customers are not fools. They can be fooled by similar names for a while, but they won't be fooled. I, when they wake up, they should also understand whether the two wines are better or worse..."