I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 9 The Lost Famous Wine Autumn Dew White

in the kitchen.

Huang Lei looked contentedly at the food on the table.

When the old man threw it five times, he thought it was over, and he might not get any good things tonight.

But who would have thought that the old man would give him such a big surprise.

The food on this table is all thanks to the old man.

It seems that the old man is so powerful that he will never be able to find his head.

"It's dinner time."

Hearing Huang Lei's shout, several people in the yard walked into the kitchen.

"Grandpa, you sit down and eat the food first, and I'll serve you the food."

Zhang Zifeng helped Ye Qing sit down, and went to the stove to serve grandpa a meal.

Since their rice is limited this season, when cooking, they steam the rice separately into small bowls.

Fortunately, there are many dishes, otherwise I would definitely not be full.

She took out a slightly larger bowl from the pot and placed it in front of Ye Qing.

"Grandpa, it's the first day of the show, we don't have much rice, and you can only order more food if you get hurt."

"Silly girl, people can't eat much when they are old."

Seeing that other people's rice bowls were all very small, and no one had bigger bowls than his, Ye Qing said with a smile.

The granddaughter he recognized is really good.

It made him, an old man who didn't know how many years he had lived, very warm in his heart.

It turns out that this is the feeling of family affection.

"Silly boy, come on, here is this bowl of rice for you. You must have a lot of food when you are young, but a small bowl is enough for an old man."

After Ye Qing exchanged the bowl in front of him with Peng Peng's, he looked at the dishes on the table and nodded to Huang Lei, saying:

"Rhubarb, look at your skill."

"Ms. Huang is our gold medal cooking expert, so I still give this bowl of rice to you, the old man. In fact, this bowl is not much."

Peng Peng wants to change the bowl.

After all, he had already been educated in the afternoon, and he didn't want to do it again.

"Since the old man gave it to you, you can eat it."

Huang Lei stopped Peng Peng's movements, and then said to the old man:
"This is just a home-cooked dish. You can try it. If you think it's good, you can report the name of the dish in the future and I'll make it for you."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and took a bottle of white wine from the table by the stove.

"Hey, when did we keep a bottle of wine?"

"This is sponsored by our sponsors. Today is such a good dish. It would be a pity not to have a cup."

Teacher Huang answered He Jiong's words, opened the wine, poured a glass for the old man, and then poured them themselves.

As the saying goes, relationships can be most drawn in at the wine table.

So taking advantage of such a good dish today, have a few drinks with this old man who hides a big secret.

"Rhubarb, I don't see that the craftsmanship is not bad."

Ye Qing tasted the dishes on the table and nodded in recognition of Huang Lei's craftsmanship.

He once entered the imperial dining room, and later tasted a lot of delicious delicacies with famous chefs. Although Huang Lei's cooking was not as delicious as those made by those people, it is not bad to have such cooking skills now.

After finishing speaking, he picked up the wine on the table and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff, his brows were slightly frowned.

"Good food goes well with good wine. The food is okay, but the wine is a bit bad."

Not to mention drinking this wine, he felt like throwing away the wine glass even after smelling it.

"Old man, apart from this wine, the program team doesn't have any good wine to entertain you right now. After a while, I'll ask someone to bring you the good wine from my collection."

"How can we wait until then."

Ye Qing put down his chopsticks, raised his hand and patted the silly boy beside him who kept stuffing rice into his mouth.

"Go, work hard, take a hoe and dig carefully under the third peach blossom tree over there."

It seems that this silly boy is starving.

But for physical labor, only this foolish boy here can do it.

"Um... um."

Peng Peng chewed the rice in his mouth, nodded and went to find a hoe to dig wine.

There is no way, there is no one working on the scene except him.

Soon, he dug out the wine buried in the ground, picked up the two small jars and walked into the kitchen, consciously wiped off the mud, opened the jars and poured wine for several people.

But when the cloth on the jar was lifted.

In an instant.

A mellow fragrance instantly overflowed from the mouth of the altar.

The smell of wine lingers throughout the room.

The moment Teacher Huang smelled the aroma of wine, his eyes widened.

He turned his head and stared at the jar that had been opened.

He took a deep breath of the alcohol in the room, his eyes lit up.

What the hell!

This wine is absolutely delicious! !

Teacher Huang's reaction made the audience in the whole live broadcast room very curious.

"What's wrong with this wine? Why did Mr. Huang react like this?"

"I don't know. Judging from Teacher Huang's reaction, this wine is absolutely amazing."

"This wine jug looks so precious, and the wine in it must not be bad."

Huang Lei seemed to know that the audience was also very curious, so he couldn't help asking Ye Qingjiu's name:

"Old man, what's the name of the wine that reminds me of wine bugs just by smelling it?"

This wine is like magic.

Let him smell it, and even if he is not allowed to drink it, just smelling it at the mouth of the altar will be enough for this life.

"It's not that exaggerated, this wine is called Qiulubai."

Seeing Teacher Huang's excited look, Ye Qing shook his head and smiled, raised his hand and poured wine into the glasses of several people.

He felt that this wine was just like that. It tasted better than ordinary wine, and it was just fragrant.

After all, this rhubarb has lost his knowledge.

When Huang Lei heard this, he lowered his eyes and thought about something in his mind.

The name sounds familiar.

I seem to have heard of it.

"Fuck!"

Huang Lei suddenly stood up and exclaimed.

He even forgot that this was recording a program, and he was only concerned with describing his shock.

I remembered!

This wine is a famous wine! !
Now this wine has been lost for many years! ! !
He looked at the wine glass with hot eyes, and held the glass in his hands trembling.

Unexpectedly, he could encounter this wine that had been lost for several years in his lifetime.

He stared at the clear and pure wine in his hand, which had no mellow color at all, and pursed his lips, not wanting to take a sip.

"Look at your worthless appearance. Wine is for drinking, not for viewing."

Ye Qing had a slight dislike in his mouth.

It's just wine.

Although he doesn't have much left, if you like him, give him some.

"Old man, you don't understand, it's just that I'm worthless, this wine has been lost for several years."

Huang Lei stared at the cup fondly, leaned closer to inhale the taste, and swallowed.

"The lost wine?"

Several people nearby heard the words and said in unison.

Could this wine be wine that had been lost for several years?
"You should have heard such a poem, the autumn dew baijiu is hot, and the bedroom is bad and happy. This is the world's famous wine in the Ming Dynasty."

As Huang Lei spoke, his eyes couldn't hide his excitement and continued to introduce to everyone:
"This wine was not available in ancient times. Most of this wine was in the imperial palace of the Ming Dynasty. It was Chongzhen's favorite wine. At the same time, there is another reason why this wine is precious."

"what reason?"

"Because it is brewed with autumn dew, not to mention the complexity of the winemaking process. If one procedure is wrong, it will be ruined. Therefore, there is no brewing method for future generations, and it will be lost if it cannot be brewed."

When Huang Lei spoke, he couldn't hide his loneliness.

The amazing talents of the ancients are unknown to modern people.

In fact, many ancient crafts have disappeared in the long river of time.

If the production method of Qiulubai is passed down, future generations will definitely know how amazing this wine is.

"This wine isn't too amazing. If you like it, the old man has some for you. Let's focus on eating first."

Ye Qing took the wine glass that Huang Lei had been holding all the time and put it on the table, and then said as he ate.

There is nothing to be sad about, he can brew this wine, but he is too lazy to touch it.

"How many jars will you give me?"

Huang Lei was even more stunned now.

According to what the old man said, he still has a lot?

Isn't it a lost wine?Why does the old man have so many?

"Old man, may I ask, where did you get so much wine?"

"I can't remember. It seems that at that time, I liked drinking. I met a man named Zhu Hejian. He offered wine as a reward and wanted me to help him send his son away. Seeing how hard he was crying, I just Without thinking too much, I casually dressed up a few people and sent them out of the city."

As soon as Ye Qing finished speaking, the screen in the live broadcast room was filled with barrage.

"Haha... the old man is also a wine lover."

"Zhu is so frugal, his hands are really generous."

"The story of Zhu Hejian sounds familiar."

"Fuck! The old man is probably talking about the Emperor Chongzhen!"

"How is this possible! They are not from the same era!"

"According to Du Niang, the drink has a strong aftertaste. The old man is probably drunk and started talking nonsense."

(End of this chapter)