Ask This Spring

Although Lu Ren is just a small shopkeeper with a frugal temperament, he would grit his teeth and buy some sake for them to try.

In the past, Bianzhou’s most famous drink was Qingfengxiao, which was full of color, fragrance and flavor. When you drank it, there was a rush of warmth rushing to the throat. I didn’t expect that the glass in front of me was not only inferior, but it was still better than Lu Ren’s dough. It was flushed red, and the hand holding the cup was shaking slightly.

Due to the fragrant smell, more and more guests were attracted. Hearing the noisy sound beside him, Lu Ren reacted and hurriedly guarded the drink in the glass. Completely reluctant to drink cows.

After drinking a glass of wine for a whole quarter of an hour, at the end, even if Jin Bo had been cold, the sweet fragrance had not disappeared.

He put the cup in the wooden basin on the ground and saw the bottom of the jar. He was very grateful. Fortunately, he came early. If he lingers for a while, the wine will be robbed by others. How can he drink such a rare thing? ?

But when the joy faded, Lu Ren's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but beat his chest and feet. Before touching a good thing, those muddy mash with floating ants can still be eaten. Even if the color is muddy, the taste is sticky, and the stamina is insufficient, he still will not dislike it, but at this stall, he can't accept ordinary rice wine at all. How should this be done?

There are not few people who have the same ideas as Lu Ren. They are holding their cups and standing still, after a long time, they recover, and they can't help but praise.

Luo Cheng, Yang Hu and the others sat in the stall wearing armor, licking Jinbo one after another, and the corners of their eyes and brows were full of enjoyment. They were obviously very satisfied with the job.

In less than half an hour, the two jars of wine were given up, and there were tall and strong guards guarding by the side. No one dared to have the idea of ​​grabbing them. Those with ample money went into the store to buy wine, otherwise they would grit their teeth and leave here. , So as not to be tortured by the mellow aroma again.

Zhuo Lian didn't expect the gift of wine to go so smoothly. When the stall was removed, the surrounding people reluctantly said that some people came too late, and when they saw the wine shop closing the stall, he couldn't help but sigh with regret.

The salesman carried the burden on his shoulders and asked tentatively: "Little boss, the business of the wine shop is pretty good, why do you want to give wine outside the store?"

The woman explained with a smile, "Many neighbors in the neighborhood only drank the dirty mash of the past, and didn't know the bottomlessness of the new brew and the golden wave. After tasting the taste, they could also know what the good-looking wine is. Looks like."

Huan Shen stood aside, his black eyes flashed. If someone else said this, he would definitely think that the person was not embarrassed, but Zhuo Lian's talent in winemaking was what he saw with his own eyes. Not bad, the land of Bianzhou is too small to trap her at all.

Today, the opening of the wine shop has been delayed a lot, and there are already many old customers waiting outside, shivering by the cold wind. Zhuo Lian was overwhelmed. He picked up a little faster and thanked the guards. After sending a few liters of wine, he hurriedly returned to the store.

As the business of the Huanjia Distillery gets better and better, Qu and Huan Yun will also come to the front to collect money for wine. Zhen Lin is inconvenient to show her face and simply stays in the backyard to do some work of washing rice and making medicine.

At this moment, Luo Cheng was holding the wine bottle in his hand, looking straight at the slim figure standing behind the counter, and smacked his lips: "Brother Huan, my sister-in-law is really capable. I was not good in the past. I actually believed those unnecessary rumors. Misunderstood her."

With Huan Zhuo’s ability, the money earned every month will never be less. Even if you are a widow, you will not seduce a slyer for the sake of wealth. Maybe someone hates her, and then those who are unbearable will be heard. Foul language.

Seeing that his colleague's eyes were wrong, Huan Shen turned sideways to block his sight, his handsome face was slightly cold.

Luo Cheng also realized that there was something wrong, and laughed a little bit, tightly holding the porcelain bottle in his arms, lest Brother Huan get angry and take the fine wine back.

Zhuo Lian did not pay attention to the outside of the hospital. She had been drinking in the front hall all the time. When she was empty at noon, she went to the drug store in person, bought Chuanwu and other medicinal materials, and went straight into the kitchen. Yesterday, before leaving, Mr. Yu had already paid the silver. The Shenxian Liquor uses clear bottomless as the main ingredient, supplemented by a variety of medicinal materials, all of which are not precious things, and only four hundred liters per liter is enough.

There is fish head tofu soup stewed on the stove. The so-called Thousand-Bomb Tofu and Wan-Bomb Fish, these two ingredients can withstand boiling. The longer the stewing time, the stronger the flavor. Now the soup is milky white with the tofu cubes in it. You can't help but you can guess how delicious it is even if you don't taste it yourself.

Seeing the woman's arrival, Uncle Fu hurriedly waved his hand, "Lianniang, come over and eat something. You have been busy from the morning until now. Although the business in the store is important, you can't neglect your body, otherwise the wife should be worried about her."

Because someone in the front hall must watch, everyone can't get together for this lunch at noon, so they can only go to the kitchen separately. Zhuo Lian nodded, put the paper bag on the table, washed his hands, then scooped some fish soup into the bowl, and ate it slowly with the pickled radishes a few days ago.

Not long after, Huan Shen stepped over the threshold, and the water vapor in the house was stirred by the cold wind and turned into white mist. The shadows covered the man's face, and he couldn't see clearly.

Seeing the young man sitting at the table, Zhuo Lian said: "There will be another seven days before the New Year. My uncle will rush back to the capital afterwards, but if there is something to be piggybacked, my mother and I will prepare in advance, so as not to be overwhelmed by the end. ."

Uncle Fu took the broth to the shack to feed the dog. Only the two of them were left in the kitchen. Huan Shen narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Sister-in-law wants me to leave that way?"

Zhuo Lian didn’t understand what this meant. He looked down and pondered for a long while before answering, “You are not in the pool. And there are noble people's appreciation, only at the feet of the emperor, you can show your ambition."

After this time of getting along, her confidence is a little bit stronger than at first, knowing that although Huan Shen has a gloomy temperament, she will not wantonly harm innocent people.

As long as she does what she deserves, she will definitely not end up with a dead body like the original.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Lian picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip of the fish soup. The crimson lips were instantly covered with a layer of light, which looked extra soft, but she didn’t realize this, so she picked up the sour radish and delivered it to her mouth. Huan Shen only glanced at it and withdrew his gaze, only to feel that the red and white scene was particularly dazzling, which made him a little dazzled.

"Sister-in-law wants me to be an official in the court?" He tapped on the table.

"It doesn't matter what the concubine thinks, it's up to my uncle to make his own decision." Although Zhuo Lian could not guess what Huan Shen thought, but combined with the description in the script, this person already had a good idea of ​​Fan Zhujun. The interest was divided, but he didn't make a move in time before he was preempted by the Seventh Prince.

"You have also reached the age of getting married. If you really have a girl, don't delay, you must seize every opportunity to gain her love."

Hearing this, Huan Shen twitched his face, clenched his hands into fists, and put them on his knees.

Zhuo Lian was happy, he spoke more than usual, and continued to persuade him, "Do it, cherish the person in front of you, if you miss it, it will be useless to regret it in the future."

While talking, the woman picked up the hip flask placed on the table and poured two glasses of Jinbo. It just so happened that Uncle Fu came back and Zhen Lin followed him into the room. She couldn't help but rubbed the little girl's head and smiled.

In a rather luxurious mansion in the east of the city, a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh was sitting on the couch, and two women kneeling beside his feet, beautiful in appearance and delicate posture, but there was a hint of terror in his eyebrows, obviously. I'm terribly scared.

One of them tremblingly picked up the wine cup and brought it to the outer lips of the Helian member, and whispered: "Master, this spring dew is extremely delicious. Now the weather is getting colder and colder. Drink some warmth to prevent the cold from entering your body. Sleep well..."

Helian did not refuse, and drank the light golden spring dew. The enthusiasm in his blood made him extra comfortable, as if he had returned to his youth, his whole body was full of strength, as if he was addicted. Can't quit at all.

Therefore, even if an article was posted on a notice board outside the government office, saying that aconite is added to every spring dew, and drinking it regularly would damage the body, he still didn't believe it. Instead, he drank it day after day without breaking it.

With his arms around his aunt's thin waist, the Helian member used a little force outside, dragged his arms and pulled the person to the soft couch. Just about to turn over and accomplish something good, he suddenly stopped.

Auntie's eyes revealed a bit of surprise. Just when she wanted to ask, the warm liquid dripped on her face with a strong smell.

"Blood! There is blood!"

The woman screamed, like a frightened old cat, scrambling to escape from it. The servant guarding the door heard the movement and rushed into the bedroom and caught a glimpse of the man lying motionless on the soft couch. Reaching out his hand and sniffing his breath, he discovered that the master had died of his breath.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was getting dark, and the two aunts knelt on the ground, their cheeks were bruised, and the corners of their mouths had red blood stains, proving that they had been severely beaten not long ago.

Mrs. Helian's facial features can only be called delicate. Because of her age, the corners of her eyes are covered with fine lines. At this moment, she straightened her back and sat in the same place. She raised her hand and threw the porcelain cup out. The fragments were torn apart. , The hot tea soup was spilled on the delicate skin, and the two women were sore in a cold sweat, but they did not dare to speak, so they could only grit their teeth and endure.

"What the **** is going on? You two have been waiting next to the master, who poisoned him?"

The aunts kept knocking their heads, making banging noises, and cried: "The concubine will eat and live together with the master, and if we lend us a hundred courage, we will not dare to give birth to poisonous thoughts."

The voice stopped abruptly. She suddenly thought of something, and her voice was extremely sharp: "The master will drink Fengchun Dew every day, and my concubine remembers that some people once said that Fengchun Dew contains aconite, that medicinal material is not very toxic, even though There was no attack at the beginning. It has been several months, and the accumulation of irregularities has resulted in the evil results of today."

The author has something to say: The names appearing in the text are all made up. Any similarities are purely coincidental.