Ask This Spring

The Huanzhuo family have known each other a long time ago. They were very close to each other and there are almost no secrets at all. Therefore, Zhuo Yujin’s grandfather knew that there were two wells in the backyard of the Huan family. Any place that shines; the other bite is covered with a heavy bluestone plate all the year round. It is not allowed to be opened at will except for making koji to make wine.

There are springs hidden in this well under the bluestone slab. The water quality is clear and the taste is extremely sweet. Whether it is making tea or making wine, it can play a finishing touch, no worse than those famous springs in the world.

Zhuo Yujin always remembered that when she was four years old, once when her grandfather was drunk, he couldn't help but muttered while holding her hand, saying that if Zhuo’s family also had an unnamed spring, the wine he brewed would be better than Huan’s. . At that time, her grandfather thought she was young and ignorant, and would forget about it, but Zhuo Yujin was very impressed with this unnamed spring. For so many years, she dreamed of winning the Huanjia Distillery and brewing something amazing. Amazing wine.

It's a pity that Huan's family was well-known in Bianzhou when his father was alive. She was afraid of making mistakes and didn't do anything, but just waited quietly. Fortunately, God didn't let her down after all. None of the two brothers in the Huan family were good at making wine. Father Huan was so angry that he had not had time to explain the uniqueness of the Wuming Spring before they passed away.

Huanmu didn't know how to make wine, which made the wine shop continue to decline.

Aunt Lin looked at Zhuo Yujin and found that the beloved lady was stunned. She didn't dare to speak, so she stood against the wall, and muttered in her heart: Huan’s restaurant is broken into that virtue. It actually cost two hundred taels of silver to buy it, so there is really no money to spend.

Zhuo Yujin returned to her senses and waved her hand to the middle-aged woman, "Go and persuade Zhuo Lian to raise the price to three hundred taels."

Three hundred taels? !

Aunt Lin took a deep breath, her face was full of shock, and she trembled and asked, "Is it too much?"

Zhuo Yujin slowly shook her head, she glanced at the maid, who took the mumbling Aunt Lin out, and Yajian suddenly became quiet.

Zhuo Lian didn’t know what happened in the restaurant. At this moment, she and Huanmu looked at each other, sorted out their thoughts, and said, “The reason why you want to sell the restaurant is because the business in our shop is not good. After getting better, this idea should be dispelled, right?"

Huanmu sighed with a low expression, "How can it be so easy to run a wine shop? The most fundamental problem can't be solved. It's useless to say anything. Forget it, let's not mention this. Wash the cocklebur and hot water with your mother. Squeeze the juice for later use."

"Mother, I've been to the Zhuo's wine shop before, and it doesn't seem to be the way to do it." Zhuo Lian said with embarrassment.

"It's not like this, what should I do?" Huanmu panicked for a while. Before the death of her husband, she had never intervened in wine making, so that she didn't understand the Huan family's formula at all. The method of making music like this was still her. Slowly find out, is there any mistake?

Zhuo Lian patted Huanmu's hand to appease, and said, "I remember the master of the brewery once said that if you want to brew a clear-textured rice wine, you need good white noodles as the main ingredient, and you can't bring wheat bran; the medicinal material is not cocklebur. It's the same as Polygonum vulgare, but Chuanxiong, White Aconite, Atractylodes, and Guadi."

"flour…"

Huanmu couldn't help being stunned. A stone of wheat was 300 kilograms, but she could only grind 60 kilograms of fine white noodles, not to mention that the medicinal materials were not cheap.

At this moment, Uncle Fu had already fried the wheat, poured it into the willow basket, and wiped his sweat with his cuffs. He raised his eyes to see Zhuo Lian standing in the room. He couldn't help but twist his brows, and his expression was also gloomy.

"Why did Lianniang come here? The wine shop is sultry and hot. If you are not used to the smell, please go back first."

The so-called authorities are obsessed, the bystanders are clear, Zhuo Lian sees clearly, this Fu Shu is very disgusted with her, or he is very disgusted with the original body, if it is not for Huanmu's face, I am afraid he will directly sweep her out.

"Lianniang said that there is a problem with our method of making music, which is different from Zhuojia's wine shop. Uncle Fu, you said that the rice wine is not good, does it have something to do with the koji?" Huanmu paled in anxious expression, her eyes fell. If white noodles are really used on the fried wheat, wouldn't these foods be wasted?

Uncle Fu asked in a deep voice, "Lianniang is most bored with wine making, but she still knows the recipe of the distiller's yeast?"

He didn't have a good impression of Zhuo Lian. The new wife didn't ask her to be diligent and diligent when she came in, but she couldn't wait for her elders to serve her. Thinking of Huanmu's high fever and still cooking for Zhuo Lian, Uncle Fu suffocated her stomach.

"Lianniang, if you stay at home well, you don't need to intervene in the wine shop. Go back." He waved his hand and urged.

Although Uncle Fu is nominally a servant hired by the Huan family, for so many years, if he hadn't been helping out, the wine shop would not be able to sustain it. Therefore, in the face of his cold treatment, Zhuo Lian had almost no room for rebuttal.

"I know that you are angry that I was lazy before. People always have a chance to reform, so let me try it in the wine shop. If I don’t make wine as good as you, it’s not too late to kick me out, otherwise I I will come back tomorrow, swaying in front of the two every day, I'm afraid it will delay the winemaking." Zhuo Lian straightened up and said.

Uncle Fu didn’t expect Zhuo’s not only to commit rape, but also to be so brazen. He just wanted to get someone out, so he listened to Huanmu’s persuasion softly, “You give Lianniang a chance. The sake of Zhuo’s family restaurant is quite popular throughout Bianzhou. She might be more famous."

Huan's mother was kind and didn't want to embarrass her daughter-in-law, so she interceded.

Uncle Fu sighed and slapped on the table fiercely, "You will arrange the steps of making music today. If something goes wrong, leave the wine shop immediately!"

Zhuo Lian nodded solemnly, she walked to the willow basket, probed the already-fried wheat with her hands, and once again sighed about Yu Fu's good cooking skills.

The chef's greatest skill is to grasp the heat. Even if she has brewed wine for so many years, the wheat will not be better than Uncle Fu. Of course, there were many ways to make music during the Republic of China, but it was not limited to speculation, and Zhuo Lian was not familiar with it.

Huanmu's brewing koji requires three parts of wheat, one part steamed, one part stir-fried, and one raw. These grains are all crushed and mixed together. Although it is not as good as white noodles, it only needs to be replaced with suitable medicinal materials. The effect is not much worse.

Thinking of the dowry he was holding in the cage, Zhuo Lian had an idea in his heart and said, "Uncle Fu, you still crush the wheat according to the original method. I will go to the drugstore and come back later."

Upon hearing this, Huanmu wiped her hands with her apron, and said warmly, "Wait first, I'll get you some silver. The medicinal materials in the city are not cheap."

Just as Huanmu went to the next door to withdraw money, Zhuo Lian said a few words to Uncle Fu, and then hurriedly left. When the middle-aged woman returned with her purse, only Uncle Fu was left in the room.

"Where is Lianniang?"

"She said she has a lot of money and can't use your money."

When he said this, Uncle Fu looked complicated, and he hugged Willow basket in his arms and walked quickly into the courtyard. Huanmu followed the same step, helping to lift with both hands, pour the wheat into the stone mill, and slowly push the stone mill.

Huanmu's complexion is not so good, and she can't help chanting, "Niang Lian is also a bitter. There is a stepmother and a stepfather. When she enters the door, she doesn't get much dowry. If she buys all the medicinal materials, she should be How do you live?"

"If Madam is really worried, wait until the distiller's song is prepared, and then I will pay Niang Niang."

Uncle Fu is in his forties, his body is still strong and strong, even without Huanmu's help, he can grind the grain to pieces.

This stall, Zhuo Lian, ran to Huan’s house quickly. Koji-making is a very critical step for wine making. It cannot be delayed at all. Therefore, she must buy back the medicinal materials as soon as possible. Broken, divided into categories, there can be no mistakes.

After receiving the memory of the original body, Zhuo Lian also knew where the dowry was placed. Although the original body's temper was a bit pungent, he recognized the temperament of the Huan family, and knew that this family was very upright and would never be greedy for the bride's stuff. From the day of marriage, her private money has been kept in the house, and no one has ever touched it.

As Huanmu said, Zhuo Lian is indeed suffering.

Obviously she is also the young lady of the Zhuo family, but she has no status at all. Compared with Zhuo Yujin, she is a heaven and an underground. After all, Zhuo's father's newly married step-family is the Fan family. They are not of a low background, and they have given birth to a pair of children. They have already established a firm foothold in Zhuo's family.

There were a hundred taels of silver in the cage, Zhuo Lian took out a silver ingot and put it in his sleeve, then walked out without looking up, but didn't want to hit a human wall.

The numbness and pain swept over in an instant. She stretched out her hand and rubbed the tip of her slightly reddish nose. Looking at Huan Shen who was close at hand, she had a bit of amazement in her eyes. She took a few breaths to suppress the tears, and said anxiously. , "Uncle, what are you looking for me? The wine shop is busy making music, I have to buy medicinal materials."

Sideways blocking Zhuo Lian's path, Huan Shen's expression was gloomy, her black eyes seemed to be quenched with ice, and he asked, "What is your purpose in going to the wine shop? You don't just want to harm me, are you planning to attack your mother? ?"

Zhuo Lian knew that the Lord Zhen Guo in the script was very suspicious. Because of the arsenic, he was very wary of himself, and this guard would not easily dissipate.

In order to prevent this person from doing anything to herself, she can only stay with Huanmu to ensure safety.

After taking care of her thoughts, she patiently explained, "I said earlier that the bowl of medicine was replaced by the pharmacy guy, and Yu Man wanted to harm you, not me. If I really had a murderous heart, why not? When you are unable to resist, pour the poison down?"

Huan Shen obviously thought of this too, his phoenix eyes flickered slightly, and he had guessed the matter seven or eight minutes.

"You have known that there is arsenic in the bowl. The reason why you fell to the ground in front of me was because you changed your mind temporarily..."