Ask This Spring

"The recipe for making wine must be continuously studied and pondered, and it can only be gained for decades. How can I get it easily?" Zhuo Yujin found a reason to persuade herself, and the turbulent mood gradually calmed down. In her opinion, Zhuo Lian's talent for wine making is not necessarily high. The reason why he can create the bottomless and the golden wave is entirely because of external assistance.

At first, she thought it was the unnamed well in the wine shop that was different, but after the Huan family moved to the capital, they lost the well and still did not affect the business, which proved that her previous guess was wrong.

Zhuo Lian did have the means to press the bottom of the box, but her means were different from what she had imagined.

Zhuo Yujin's eyes flashed slightly, and Zhuo Yujin took a deep breath, smelling the bitter smell in the kitchen before her nose, and asked softly: "Sister, you have a very different taste of rice and wine, what kind of medicinal materials are added in it? Medicinal wine can prolong life, and vice versa. It will damage the bones and muscles. If you put raw materials such as aconite, the impact will be not small."

The Fengchun Dew previously prepared by Zhuo Jia Distillery had the effect of invigorating the yang and invigorating the kidney, but in order to save costs, many aconites were added to it, which eventually led to the sudden death of Master Helian.

Although Zhuo Lian didn't have much contact with Zhuo Yujin, she had long recognized her essence and gave birth to a beautiful and elegant face, but her heart was dirty. She spoke like this just to get a recipe out of her own hands. The method was more crude and straightforward than those of the clan elders in the previous life. How could Zhuo Lian fail to see it?

She snapped the fan on the table and mocked: "Zhuo Yujin, do you really do not understand or do not understand? The recipe is the most precious thing of the brewer and will not easily be revealed to others. If you are not a teacher or a student, or a father and son, why should I tell you?"

Zhuo Yujin's face flushed again as usual, her fingertips trembling, and she bitterly said: "Lianniang, I'm also your sister anyway, how can I give birth to the thoughts of harm? To be honest, I came to tell you something today. ."

"What's the matter?"

"My master has tasted the Jinbo you brewed, and I am very happy with this kind of almond-flavored wine. I want to discuss with you, and send me a post here. I will meet in Fenglelou three days later."

Zhuo Lian refused to open her mouth, Zhuo Yujin guessed what she was thinking, and hurriedly raised her hand, rushing to get ahead of her and said, "I said before. Master is a well-known master brewer in Beijing, and countless people want to see him. The way, if you lose his face, to the Huan family, the consequences are probably not small."

Hearing what she was saying, Zhuo Lian frowned and nodded after thinking for a while.

"At that time I will go to Fengle Building, you should go back first."

Zhuo Yujin held the bamboo leaf-colored invitation card with **** and placed it on the dimly-colored wooden table. He looked around the kitchen with disgusting eyes for a week, and then said nothing, got up and walked outside, standing by the elm tree and waiting. With Fan Zhujun.

The surroundings finally recovered quiet, Zhuo Lian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and sat back in front of the stove again, watching the fire while thinking, not even knowing when the two cousins ​​left.

Two more hours passed in a blink of an eye. After the rice and rice were steamed and cold, she took out the stone mortar, mashed the fragrant spring koji into pieces, sprinkled them on the blue rice and rice, mixed them evenly, and poured them into the porcelain urn for fermentation.

This method seems crude, but the effect is not bad.

Zhuo Lian's method of using koji is different from that of ordinary people. Those masters are very particular. They must first soak the koji cake in water, after fermentation, filter the koji juice with a silk bag, and then mix it with the rice and wine. These complicated steps not only weaken the strength of the koji, but are also one of the reasons for the sourness of the wine.

Throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty, the brewers believed that the more complicated the preparation steps, the higher the quality of the wine. If they saw Zhuo Lian's behavior, they might scold her to the point of a dog-blood spray, thinking that she had ruined the best cakes. .

At this moment, the mandarin duck and yellow oriole also came to the kitchen. They came out of the palace. Although they looked charming and beautiful, their cooking skills were not bad. They cut vegetables and stewed them very neatly.

Smelling the bitterness in the kitchen that has not yet dissipated, the two of them looked disgusted and looked at each other. They both regarded Zhuo Lian as a straw-clad beauty. Except for a face to see, they could not find anything out of the ordinary, that is Fortunately, I met a talented uncle to get to this day.

Zhuo Lian didn't care about others' thoughts. After the wine and rice were packed, she moved the porcelain urn to the warehouse, washed the dust and **** on her hands, and hurriedly rushed to the Huan Shen room to change the medicine for the youth.

The sound of pushing the door attracted Huan Shen's eyes. Seeing the woman approaching, the picture just now appeared in his mind-Fan Zhujun stood by the bed, spread his hair bun, and admitted that he was a woman who was pretending to be a man. fact.

As a general in Huaihua, Fan Zhao is indeed a high-ranking general, but his only son is a wine bag and a rice bag. He has no ink on his chest and no martial arts. Fan Zhujun wants to share his father's worries, so he will pretend to be a man and mix into the barracks.

She felt that women should not be confined to the boudoir, and could soar in the wider sky.

Regardless of whether this kind of thinking is right or wrong, Huan Shen doesn't think that his relationship with Fan Zhujun is close enough to talk about it. She revealed the secret that had been hidden for a long time before him. What did she intend to do? Are you planning to recruit him? Or is there another conspiracy?

Zhuo Lian didn't sleep all night, and she was extremely tired. She picked up the scissors and cut the white cloth. Seeing that the wound had **** scabs, bursts of joy filled her heart.

Huan Shen's foundation is stronger than she thought. At this speed, she will be able to return to the wine shop before long.

"Uncle, I'm going to Fenglelou in a few days."

Although Zhuo Lian didn't like those insidious methods, he had to be defensive. It would be better than being framed by Zhuo Yujin if he would be cautious in advance.

The young man raised his eyebrows and asked faintly: "Fenglelou is the largest restaurant in the capital. Those who enter and leave it are all dignitaries. What are you going to do?"

Zhuo Lian has some doubts. If Yantao only wants to explore the method of making wine, he can go to an ordinary tea house. Why does he have to set the place in Fenglelou? Is there any tricks in it?

She took out the invitation card from her arms and handed it to Huan Shen, saying, "This is what Zhuo Yujin gave to me."

The young man glanced at him, "Do you really want to go there?"

"Yan Tao is quite famous. If he refutes his face, it will be harmful to us. Besides, I have agreed to Zhuo Yujin. It is always hard to break my promise." Zhuo Lian walked to the table and poured two bowls of warm water. , Handed it to his hand.

The crimson lips were covered with a soft light, Huan Shen's eyes were dim, and he gently rubbed the rim of the bowl with his fingers, and said in a dull voice: "Don't worry, I have a brother named Lin Fan, who is not bad at hand. With him accompany you, there will be no moths."

"It's not good to trouble people in vain, there is still a lot of fruit wine left in the warehouse, or send him some?" Zhuo Lian suggested.

"He loves to drink strong alcohol. His wife has made a lot of snow meat paste before, so just give the meat paste and the bottomless to Lin Fan."

Zhuo Lian nodded slightly, and finally let go of his hanging heart.

Another three days passed in a blink of an eye. Zhuo Lian wore a drapery hat and sat in the carriage, looking at the honest-looking man opposite, and said softly: "I'm troubled Lieutenant Lin today."

Lin Fan hurriedly waved his hand, "Why is my sister-in-law so polite? I have drunk all the bottomless ones you sent, with a thin layer of ointment, which is rich in fat and mellow in taste. This kind of wine is really rare. I remembered the myth of Harbin on the grassland."

"You're talking about kumiss?"

Zhuo Lian's eyes were bright. She had heard the name of dark horse milk in her previous life, but unfortunately she never had the opportunity to taste it. In this strange Zhou Dynasty, if she could drink wine from the grassland, it would be a great blessing in her life.

Lin Fan first shook his head and then nodded, "Humisi is an ordinary horse milk wine, and Hashihumisi refers to dark horse milk, which can only be drunk by the nobles of the Huren. Before the princess Xiangling and the kiss, I and brother Huan When we went to the villages and towns to suppress the bandits, we happened to encounter the leader of the Hu Ren. After capturing him, we took off the leather bag around his waist, and then we got the best wine. The taste is unforgettable until today. "

While talking, the carriage had reached the gate of Fengle Building, Zhuo Lian jumped down flexibly and handed the post to the buddy.

"Master Yan only arrived a quarter of an hour ago, and I ask Madam to follow."

The room was located on the third floor, and the guard at the door saw the tall Lin Fan and didn't know what to say for a while.

Across the floor of the door, Zhuo Lian faintly heard the voice of the conversation, as if there was more than Yan Tao. The guard pushed the wooden door open. As soon as Zhuo Lian walked in, several eyes fell on her and couldn't help but look at it.

Zhuo Yujin stood by the table with a slight smile on her face, "Master, my sister is here, and she brewed Jin Bo."

Yan Tao was thin, with sunken cheeks. He looked at Zhuo Lian closely and said unceremoniously: "Boss Zhuo took off the veil. You and I are discussing the way of wine making, and there is no need to be so evasive."

In addition to Yan Tao's master and apprentice, there are two strange men sitting on the Eight Immortals chair, about thirty or so. Although they are not conspicuous in their dresses, they are very particular about the materials and do not know their identity.

"The concubine's face is damaged and it's inconvenient to show it, so I ask Master Yan not to care." Zhuo Lian refused to cause trouble, so he refused.

Zhuo Yujin squinted her eyes, knowing that Zhuo Lian was lying. When she went to the Huanzhai three days ago, the face was pretty good. There was nothing wrong with it. How could she get hurt in a blink of an eye? But she didn't plan to open it. Zhuo Lian gave birth to an enchanting skin. If she confuses the two Guanglu Temple adults, things will be tricky.

Hearing this, Yan Tao's face sank, and his tone was extremely cold: "Since you are talking about the Tao, you can't hide yourself. Yan will add beeswax, bamboo leaves, and araceae pills sold in the drug store when the wine is boiling. Pour the lime, what does Boss Zhuo think?"

Zhuo Lian did not expect that Yan Tao would tell the method of cooking wine. She pondered for a moment before opening her mouth: "After adding lime, you must cover the bottle with mulberry leaves and do not move it frequently. Otherwise, the color of the wine will become turbid. Can't make sake."

"Jinbo doesn't taste the slightest gray. Yanmou thought you didn't use lime to cook the wine, but there is another way." Yan Tao picked up the wine and sipped it lightly.

"If the wine is not boiled, it will not only taste jerky, poor color, but also easy to change sour. As a master brewer, you don't even understand such a simple truth, do you?"

The author has something to say: catch bugs later~

The wine making method is from the "Jiu Jing"