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The difference between rice wine and sake is not that big, but any wine that has a long brewing time and a darker color can be called yellow wine.

This is simple to say, but not easy to do. The long-term storage of wine and contact with filth in the air can easily cause acid change. If you can't make a good wine at that time, it will make a urn and astringent. The sour old vinegar; and the weight of the cake must be firmly grasped when feeding. If the strength is strong, the taste is strong, but if it is too heavy, it will be bitter. If it weren't for the wine that Zhuo Lian has brewed for nearly 20 years, I am afraid that it will not be touched. Appropriate proportions.

Therefore, what she cares most about is not the prescription, but the accuracy of the feed formed over the years, and the inspiration that spews from time to time.

As early as when the first batch of brewing was bottomless, Zhuo Lian kept an eye on it. Even though the store’s business was very good, there was still a batch of wine that had not been taken to the front hall and kept in the urn. He had never received wine, cooked wine, etc. Steps, keep fermenting every day, and pour into it every now and then. Waiting so meticulously, hiding in the deepest part of the wine cellar for nearly half a year, if she can't make rice wine, it can only show that her craft has deteriorated.

With the oil lamp in her hand, Zhen Lin followed the woman, her hands trembled slightly, but she tried her best to calm herself down so as not to overturn the oil lamp and cause irreversible consequences.

"Sister Zhuo, Lin'er remembers that you said before that the innermost wine can't be moved. Is it ready now?" The little girl squinted at the pottery urn in front of her, and asked curiously.

"I won't know until I have seen it."

Standing on the side of the big urn, Zhuo Lian reached out and lifted the sealed lid. Xiu Ting's nose tipped forward, and he sniffed gently. A strong and spicy wine scented into his nose without any sourness. Yi, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Go and call Uncle Fu and the others, let's collect wine together."

A person can't lift the heavy pottery urn at all. Zhuo Lian knows how strong she is. Although she doesn't want to trouble others, she won't ask for trouble.

Zhen Lin kept nodding her head and ran out like a smoke. She was probably anxious. She even took the oil lamp away. In a moment, she fell into the pitch black with her fingers out of reach in the wine cellar, and she couldn't see anything.

Leaning his back against the Tao Urn, a faint coolness drilled into the flesh through his little jacket, Zhuo Lian subconsciously embraced his arms, shrank slightly, and suddenly heard a low voice from his body:

"Cold?"

Zhuo Lian turned her head abruptly and found a figure standing not far away. She was stunned for a moment, not knowing when Huan Shen entered the wine storehouse, and then she said slowly: "My uncle has always had nothing to do with wine making. Interest, why did you come to the warehouse today uncharacteristically?"

Huan Shen's eyes have adapted to the darkness a long time ago. His five senses are much sharper than ordinary people, like a vigorous beast in the mountains and forests, walking to the front, how close are they? As long as he lowered his head, his chin could touch the top of the woman's hair.

Without answering for a while, Zhuo Lian only felt that the atmosphere around her was gradually becoming weird. For some reason, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot, and she coughed slightly. Just as she was about to find a conversation head to conceal her embarrassment, she heard the sound of footsteps. Approaching the warehouse, it was obviously Uncle Fu who came.

The door panel was pushed open from the outside, and the light reflected from the snow poured into the room. Then she found Huan Shen standing beside her. No wonder she was feeling palpitations just now. Her uncle is a real sword. Having been on the battlefield, killing people, and blood, the aura is naturally different from ordinary people.

When Uncle Fu saw Huan Shen, his honest face showed a hint of surprise, and he smiled and said: "The second young master is also here, that would be great. This pottery urn is extremely heavy, and it is very difficult for both of them to lift it. You are born with supernatural power, just to be able to Help us."

Taking advantage of the conversation stall, Zhuo Lian walked outside the door, and the warm sun shone on him, dispelling the cold and cold in the warehouse. Huan Yun also walked to the side at this time, with her small head buried in her arms, her arms around the woman's waist, she rubbed hard.

"Sister-in-law, the shop hasn't opened anyway, can you take me out for shopping?"

Zhen Lin on the side heard this with a bit of envy in her eyes, but she did not dare to make the same request. Although Master Helian was violently killed, the Zhen family lived near the city of Bianzhou. If the former relatives and neighbors were allowed to recognize him, Father Zhen would definitely break into the wine shop and take her back.

Thinking of being sent to the hands of an old man with a very old and nasty manner, Zhen Lin's stomach surged, not only fear, but also disgust that was too thick to dissolve.

How can Zhuo Lian not guess Zhen Lin's thoughts? The little girl is very sensible at a young age. She lives in the wine shop every day and does all the work she can. Because of her literacy, she will take Yun Niang with her to study with her in her spare time. Zhuo Lian sees it all. Do you feel sorry for her?

"You two put on your clothes, and after the wine harvest, let's go together."

Zhen Lin's eyes widened in disbelief, and she trembled and asked, "Sister Zhuo, can I go out?"

"It's okay. Just wear a veil and cover your cheeks with a towel. Even if the veil is blown away by the cold wind, it won't be true. If someone asks, they will say that they cannot blow the sore. Ask."

Although the atmosphere of the Zhou Dynasty is not harsh, there are also those classy ladies who pay attention to rules. Whenever they go out, they must use a veil to cover their appearance. Zhuo Lian has seen a lot in Bianzhou City, so there is nothing strange.

Uncle Fu has stayed in the store for decades. The steps of collecting wine are not difficult. He can handle it. Unexpectedly, he just poured the wine into the pressure trough. He was stiff and couldn't help but whisper. .

"What's the matter?" Huan Shen frowned and asked.

The sound of the rushing water, accompanied by the rich aroma of wine, is more mellow than the previous clear and bottomless, you don't have to taste the taste yourself, just by association, you can guess how good the quality of the wine is.

Although Huan Shen didn't know how to make wine, he was also knowledgeable with the third prince. He reacted in a flash and muttered, "The color of this wine..."

The wine in the pressure trough is not as clear as the bottomless, it is light green like bamboo leaves, but it is golden amber, extremely dazzling, extremely dazzling. Uncle Fu swallowed and carefully set the pottery urn firmly, before returning to his senses, he looked at the woman standing at the door and hissed and asked: "Lianniang, when making wine, I remember that there was no medicinal material in it? And The feeding formula is exactly the same as Qing Wu Bottom, why did it become like this?"

Zhuo Lian stood next to the pressure trough, his crimson lips evoked a smile, "Simmering amber and bright yellow, scattered into a soft rose fragrance, although the formula of this rice wine is similar to the bottomless, but the ratio of the ingredients and the fermentation time are not Too similar, so that two different kinds of wine will be produced. Call it amber light, how about it?"

Naturally, everyone would not raise objections. After the initial surprise faded, Uncle Fu didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly put the pressure plate on the trough box, and then rolled it with a pounding stone.

Collecting wine is hard work, and Zhuo Lian can't get it involved. She took the two little girls to the bedroom and put on the new clothes that were cut a year ago. Each of them wore a drapery hat. In this way, Zhen Lin was comfortable. Not so conspicuous anymore.

The martial artist is full of blood, even if there are fine snowflakes falling in the air, Huan Shen does not feel cold. He stands in the courtyard and waits silently. Through a layer of window panels, he can clearly hear the laughter and laughter from the house. , The woman's voice is soft, but she speaks crisply and neatly.

very special.

Zhuo Lian stepped over the threshold. As soon as he saw the young man standing in the front, a little doubt appeared in his eyes, "Why didn't my uncle go back to the room? It's getting colder here, and you're going to set off in a few days. How can you survive the wind and cold travel?"

Feeling the woman's alienated attitude, Huan Shen was a little bit blocked for no reason, and whispered, "New Year's Day is the busiest time, and there are not a few thieves on the street. I will go out with you to avoid danger."

Hearing this, Zhuo Lian nodded slowly, lowered his veil, but blocked part of the cold wind, Huan Yun and Zhen Lin stood on both sides of her, Huan Shen was a few steps behind, and followed them forward.

Before crossing the threshold, Huan Yun turned her head and whispered, "Second brother, don’t leave us behind. My sister-in-law brought a lot of silver taels and can buy a lot of food..."

Zhuo Lian's expression became more gentle as a silver bell-like laughter came into his ears.

Today is the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and the shops on both sides of the road have already opened. It is supposed that the wine shop should be the same. But Huan’s mother felt that her daughter-in-law was too hard, so she made a decision and waited until the fifteenth to open.

Many old customers who were swayed by greedy worms would come to the wine shop to take a look at them. They found such a notice posted on the door panel. After a long break at the reception, I should have bought more Jinbo and Qing Bottomless and kept them at home. It's better than being greedy and flustered now.

Having not been walking outside for several months, Zhen Lin felt like a world away. Although the hawkers were ordinary, but in her eyes, they were not a bit interesting. Sometimes she would stop in place and froze. If it weren’t for sister Zhuo, Pulling her arm, fearing that she would be rushed away by the crowd.

Zhuo's family has made wine for generations and has a big business. In addition to wine shops and restaurants, his subordinates have also opened several wine shops in Bianzhou. Because of the wide distribution, it is easy to come across.

When passing by the store with the blue wine flag, Huan Yun pointed her eyes and saw the scene inside. Her mouth opened slightly, and she said: "Sister-in-law, the abdomen and arms of those women are all exposed, aren't they cold? Huh, They don’t look the same, with a slightly darker silhouette."

Before the words fell, a big palm came from behind and covered her sister's mouth and nose with a veil to prevent her from talking nonsense.

"Those are Hu Ji, stay away from them, remember?"

The Hu Ji in the wine shop is a waiter on the face, but secretly he has a good relationship with many guests, and there is no difference between the prostitutes and the prostitutes who do skin and meat business in Goulan. The more customers they attract, the more rewarding the boss will be. These women who have left their homes are helpless and have a difficult life. They can only be like fleshy bones with a strong fragrance, using beauty as a bait to attract fish. Hooked.

The author has something to say: simmer amber and bright yellow, scattered into rose and soft fragrance——Liu Bingzhong