Ask This Spring

If it were replaced by the scorching sun in the summer, the snow meat cream would not condense so easily, but now the cold wind is bitter, and the grease in the porcelain box suddenly clumped into lumps. Zhuo Lian thought that the two princes were still in the box. Let Uncle Fu cut the things into thin slices, spread them on the bottom of the cup, and delivered them directly.

The Ninth Prince was very curious. He looked at the pale pink ointment. Even if he hadn't touched it, he could guess how smooth and smooth the touch was. He smiled and asked, "What is this?"

Zhuo Lian bent over, placed the cups on the table one by one, and explained in a gentle manner, "This is snow meat paste, which is based on the essence of the lamb leg, combined with lamb bone marrow, kidney fat and dipterocarp. After the ingredients are evenly mixed, they are soaked in warm wine. It is rich in fat and fragrant, and the taste is mellow. Would you like to try it?"

Most wine lovers have no resistance to fine wine, and the Ninth Prince is no exception. At this moment, although he sits firmly on the wooden chair, his mind has already drifted away, staring at Zhuo’s movements and seeing her take it He picked up the bottomless porcelain bottle and poured the clear liquid into the cup, leaning forward involuntarily.

The heat of the warm wine melted the snow meat paste, and a mellow taste poured into the nose, which was indeed very coveted. As a guard, Huan Shen's duty is to guard the prince. Even if he trusts Zhuo Lian, he can't treat his responsibilities as a trifle.

Seeing the Ninth Prince stretched out his hand to take the cup, he suddenly stood up and whispered: "Master, let your subordinates taste it first."

Hearing this, Zhuo Lian remembered how strict the royal rules were. She looked up at Huan Shen, Xing's eyes were full of gratitude, and she placed the porcelain cup on the rough palm of the man, and she did not know how to respond. It happened that she accidentally touched the warm skin, and bursts of numbness spread from the place where she touched. She was shocked, but she didn't show it on her face.

As soon as the drink entered, Huan Shen raised his eyebrows. He only felt that the taste was very special. Not only did it retain the advantages of bottomless spicy, it also added a bit of thick flavor, strong and not choking, which makes people drink after drinking. , I will never forget it again.

"How is it?" The Ninth Prince asked urgently.

"Non-toxic, great taste."

Who didn't know that although Huan Shen was a guard, he had a picky temperament, and even Gongzhong Yujiu could hardly get his praise. This blended with the innocence of meat paste, really had such a good appearance?

At this moment, Zhuo Lian put the remaining two cups in front of the two princes. The original was light green, but after the oil melted, it became a kind of warm milky white. The nine princes couldn’t wait to bring the wine to their lips. After drinking, , The color of admiration in Feng's eyes is more intense.

"Madame, you really have a lot of winemaking skills. Whether it's the amber light just now or the snowflake meat cream, it's a rare ingenuity. I wonder if there are any other novelties? You can also open my eyes." Eat After drinking wine, the Ninth Prince was in a good mood, and the smile on Junxiu's face couldn't stop.

Zhuo Lian replied with a respectful voice, “In the twelfth lunar month, the ingredients are scarce and there are only a few kinds of drinks, but with a little effort, you can also bring out new ones. When the wine shop stabilizes over time, the concubine is still preparing to brew rice wine, black rice wine and so on.”

"Cooked rice wine, as the name suggests, should use the charred rice at the bottom of the pot as the main ingredient, but what about the black rice wine?"

There are as many famous brewers in Beijing as the crucian carp in the river, and the nine princes have also seen many, but young and beautiful like Zhuo is rare.

"Wufanshu, also known as Nanzhu, is made by squeezing its tender leaves and fruits out of juice, soaking glutinous rice into wine and rice, and then making wine according to the usual steps. It is said that in the previous dynasty, if the people in Liyang gave birth to a daughter A jar of black rice wine must be brewed, and the porcelain jar will not be taken out until the daughter grows up. The wine will be thick and gel-like, and the aroma of the wine will be mixed with the freshness of vegetation, which is top-grade."

Huan Shen stood by Zhuo Lian's body, looking at the woman's bright eyes, but the color of suspicion under her eyes became more intense. If he remembers correctly, Zhuo has lived for 17 years, and has never been anywhere except Bianzhou and Jingcheng. Liyang is thousands of miles away. How did she learn about the customs there?

It was getting late, and the two princes were distinguished, and it was difficult to continue to delay. The nine princes paid for the wine and didn't forget to ask Zhuo Lian for some cream, and then left contentedly.

After the guests left, Zhuo Lian just stood up, but was blocked by others.

Huan Shen looked at her condescendingly, curled his eyebrows and asked: "Sister-in-law knows a lot. Is it possible that I have been to Liyang in person and experienced the local customs and customs?"

Finding that he was showing a flaw, Zhuo Lian couldn’t help being a little flustered, frowning slightly, and thinking about it constantly, Fang came up with a reasonable explanation, “I grew up in Bianzhou, and occasionally went to the Huan’s restaurant to play. I have encountered it several times, why would I have such a question? As for the customs of Liyang, it is not surprising that you can read a few more books." Zhuo Lian raised his head and smiled at the young man.

When people lie, their tone of voice and expression will change slightly, even the deep-minded people are no exception.

Huan Shenzai carefully measured the woman, seeing her back straight and stiff, like a frightened rabbit, he laughed suddenly, "It's just a joke. Why should my sister-in-law be so nervous? It seems like a guilty conscience. ."

"My uncle is thoughtful, I'm just afraid you will think too much." Because of the panic, she forgot even the word concubine, lowered her head, and didn't want to look at this person again.

Huan Shen suddenly bent over, her thin lips pressed close to Zhuo Lian's ears, and said quietly, "I thought that my sister-in-law was going to say that the city of travel is quite deep and sinister. I never thought that I would only use the word'meticulous', so I'm very polite. "

The former owner of the wine shop did not lack money in his hands and spent a lot of thought on the shop. In order to prevent the guests entering the shop from feeling the coolness, every box including the front hall was opened with a dragon, which is now on the kitchen stove. The rice was steaming, and the firewood burned quite vigorously. It shouldn't be uncomfortable, but Zhuo Lian felt that the blood flowing in her body was frozen into ice cubes, and the cold from the inside out made her tremble.

In the past, she never expected that her identity might be revealed. After all, she had the skin of Huan Zhuo and the memory of Huan Zhuo. Even Qu could not tell the difference; but she forgot, one The most important and precious thing for a person is memory and experience. She is another Zhuo Lian in another world. She is different from the beginning. How can she hide Huan Shen's eyes?

Maybe from the very beginning, he had noticed the clues a long time ago, but he didn't want to be horrified, so he kept hiding his thoughts, constantly testing and deepening doubts.

Seeing the woman's suddenly pale cheeks, Huan Shen's eyes were dull, "What is my sister-in-law thinking?"

"No, nothing." She replied grimly, the watchfulness in her eyes was about to overflow.

This cognition made the young man agitated. Just now, when facing the Nine Princes, Zhuo Lian could smile and introduce the wine in a soft voice, but being alone with herself made her hate to such an extent?

Rans of madness swept Huan Shen's reason, and those black eyes gradually covered with bloodshot eyes, which looked particularly hideous.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Zhuo Lian's heart beats like a drum, and an emotion called panic keeps pouring outwards, like an inexhaustible spring. She closed her eyes helplessly, and she said like a neck and a slaughter: "Let's Before leaving Bianzhou, I asked Boss Fei to send someone to Tonglin Mountain to dig out the jar of Songling wine buried under the pine roots. Uncle, would you like to taste it?"

Her voice trembled slightly, and there was an obvious flattery in it, which eased Huan Shen's jealousy and uneven emotions, and the whole person slowly returned to normal.

That altar of Songling wine was originally prepared for young people. It was buried in the mountains more than half a year ago. If Bianzhou had too much snow and mountain roads today, Zhuo Lian would even go up the mountain and dig the altar. At the same time they came out, they could also make some winter bamboo shoots instead of directly asking Fei boss for help.

The man didn't say much, only nodded.

"Then, then I will go to the storeroom to get wine, my uncle will rest in the room for a while."

Seeing her running out of the box in a panic, Huan Shen couldn't help but feel annoyed. He couldn't figure out why he was so awkward. It was like crazy. He used the most dull and unbearable means to make Zhuo Lian feel defensive.

Sitting on the wooden chair in the room, Huan Shen closed his eyes and rested. After about a quarter of an hour, a familiar footstep suddenly heard outside the door. He thought that Zhuo Lian would not be back. Looking at the slender figure and the wine jar in her hand, the youth's Adam's apple couldn't help sliding.

Songling wine has the effect of nourishing the body, expelling wind and strengthening the bones and muscles.

This sentence appeared in his mind, Zhuo Lian looked at Huan Shen's body without a trace, only thinking that this person was already strong enough, if he grew stronger, he might be able to pinch himself to death with one hand.

"The cold wine just taken out of the storeroom is not hot yet, so I blanch it before drinking it." Zhuo Lian said as he put the porcelain urn filled with water on the charcoal stove. Water temperature wine.

The color of the wine bottles in the store is very plain, at first glance it looks like a beautiful jade, the soft fingertips are holding the bottle, it is probably too much strength, the inner circle of the nails is red, and the outer circle is blue and white, which is obviously excellent. Shi's mood is not as calm as it seems on the surface.

"Are you scared just now?" Huan Shen asked nonchalantly.

Zhuo Lian didn't want to appeal to his real thoughts, nor dared to lie in front of the young man, his blushing lips pressed into a line, and he didn't answer this question.

Upon seeing this, Huan Shen didn't get angry. Instead, she stood up, walked to Zhuo's body, and took a deep breath. His nose contained the scent of wine and Zhuo's body.

"Songling wine is very beautiful in color, and the taste is several times stronger than ordinary sake. If it is not for a smaller portion, it can be sold in the store."

"The types of wine are expensive and not too expensive. The current ones are enough. It won't be too late to think about new products after a while, so as not to be too greedy." Zhuo Lian lowered his eyes and said softly.

The author has something to say: Sorry, today is too late and short, I will never fish again~