Here Comes The Lady Chef

Returning from outside the city, a gentle tide surged, and it was difficult to restrain himself for a while.

两位 Two affectionate peerless sons from previous lives suddenly appeared next to themselves ...

There was still snow on Qiong Street, and there were very few people. Many vendors on both sides of the road were scrambling to clean up the stalls.

Occasionally, several passers-by gathered at the wall and discussed the notice posted by Master Zhao.

Gently sneered softly, it seems that Lord Zhao has not yet known that the horse thief has been eliminated, I am afraid that it will be torn off immediately after the notice is posted!

However, I just heard that Sheng Yaoshan was ordered by the Holy Spirit and came to destroy the horse thieves. How could Ren Yue also come to Xianyang?

In addition, shouldn't Ren Yue prepare for the exam in Beijing at this time?

Next year, Beijing.

The gentle heart became more and more chaotic. The two entangled sons of her previous life actually appeared in Xianyang together!

At supper, she lowered her eyes gently, holding a porcelain bowl, and casually poked at the rice in the bowl.

"Rouer, isn't the school chef tired these days?" Zhou put down his chopsticks, reached out and touched the gentle forehead.

"Mother, I'm okay, Xu is blowing hair today, I don't want to eat, I'm so tired, I'll lie down in the house for a while." I said softly, bowed my head, and went back with worry.

"His father, why don't you let Rouer learn cooking with you, she is a daughter's house, and she is thin ..." Zhou looked at Wen Shouzheng and stopped talking.

Wen Shouzheng said nothing, slumped his head and chopped the rice in the bowl. During the day, he was gentle with Fang Dashi and teamed up to defeat Chef Gao. It still appeared in his mind.

I was surprised that Wen Ting couldn't sit still: "Mother, my sister is so talented, it's a pity not to learn!"

"Is there anything you do as an elder brother? If it wasn't for you, Rouer wouldn't go to that kind of suffering!" Zhou put down his bowl, left such a sentence, and left the table.

"I ..." Wen Ting gaped.

"I'm done!" Wen Shouzheng also put down the bowl at this moment and instructed Wen Ting: "Hurry up and wash all the chopsticks after you finish eating!"

Wen Ting sat there alone, holding up her chopsticks: "What kind of trouble is this! Why is it on my head!"

Li gently lay on the bed, tossing and turning, the scenes of the day kept repeating in her heart.

名字 The names "Ren Yue" and "Sheng Yaoshan" are lingering like shadows.

I was so annoyed by my gentle thoughts that I got up and accidentally glimpsed the ancient genealogy presented by the high chef on the table.

This is a yellowish recipe with a stale cover, and you can see that it is very old.

爹 "Dad, you say that Master Gao is a chef with a good taste, and his ancestor is a master chef. How can he be willing to give me this ancient spectrum?"

"Hi! Gao Yunpeng is just a blind eye! He can't do anything except cook! Where can I read?"

Tenderly holding the ancient spectrum, the dialogue with his father during the day came to mind again.

In fact, Wen Shouzheng himself is also a big old man. In addition to cooking delicious food, he doesn't know a lot of words.

Alas, chefs are good-looking!

So, during the day, Chef Gao presented the ancient genealogy, and Wen Shouzheng just turned it over face to face and threw it back home to be gentle.

的 Ancient pedigree that didn't work in Chef Gao, can there be flowers in Wen Shouzheng?

Gentleness is different. In the past life, she recognized the characters. In her spare time, Wen Ting will also teach her to read and study such ancient books. It is naturally not difficult.

翻 Gently turned around and unknowingly was attracted by the practice of cooking.

"There are actually dishes made with stones! You can cook fish like this!" He said to himself tenderly, with great interest, and he felt less upset.

If it wasn't too late, Gentle really wanted to go straight to the kitchen and practice a few personally.

"咦? There are ancient recipes for brewing!" Gentle can't believe his eyes. In the Zhou Dynasty, recipes for brewing were not common.

I saw the last pages of that ancient book, and there were a few recipes for wine making.

liqueur!

I felt a little in my tender heart.

A few days ago, the wine sent by the Yin family was kept in the storeroom.

If it is weekdays, according to Wen Shouzheng's temperament, the altar has been opened for a long time.

Ye Ke is about to enter the lunar month, Wen Shouzheng is busy with Drunk Xianlou every day, and this wine has no time to take care of it.

Occasionally, Wen Shouzheng mentioned the wine, saying that he kept it for the New Year.

liqueur! liqueur! liqueur!

Wen Ruan, whenever she saw something in the altar, she could not wait to kick it.

If it wasn't for the unsealed mud, Gentle would have wanted to get the dead mouse in, and then threw this dirty thing under various excuses!

Wen Shouzheng is addicted to wine, and Yin Fugui sends wine. If the Wen family can make wine by itself, wouldn't it be possible to break the Yin family's thoughts?

I thought for a while, and gently looked at the brewing methods in the ancient spectrum.

The wine of the Zhou Dynasty is generally steamed and fermented. Winter wine is made in summer, and wine is made in summer. It is around August and September. Therefore, various restrictions cannot be easily obtained.

I thought gently, if there is a kind of wine, do not have to wait that long, the wine making time is short, and the wine is excellent, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

"Yes!" Gentle eyes brightened, and his eyes were drawn to a corner of the ancient spectrum.

I saw above that there was a detailed record of a secret recipe for a day of wine.

酒 The name of this wine is "jimming wine". As the name suggests, Jiming wine is successful, indicating that it is made quickly. Distillery song is one and water is three. The fermentation time is less than one day, it is brewed in the evening, and it is sold in the morning the next day. The taste is indifferent and the degree is quite low. In other words, this kind of wine has a refreshing taste and is not easily intoxicating.

A gentle smile, wasn't this what she was looking for? !!

误 Drunken misunderstanding, the taste of wine is indifferent!

This was another night and night, and barely fell asleep when it was about to dawn.

"Rouer, get up!" Early in the morning, Zhou Shi gently called for the tenderness in his sleep.

Gently rolled over, opened her eyes, Zhou's kind eyebrows caught in her eyes, and she smiled tenderly.

My loved ones are so happy around me, I can see my father and mother at a glance.

"Mother!" Yelled softly and sweetly.

"Rouer, don't go to the restaurant today, if you are lacking, rest for a day." Zhou's distressed strands of gentle and smooth hair.

"Mother, I'm fine!" Gently turned up to get up, changing clothes and combing hair.

Although she was wearing two big dark circles, she was very excited.

After eating breakfast, I still went to Zuixianlou with Wen Shouzheng.

Houhou was busy all day. When the sun was about to go down, Wen Shouzheng's distressed advance went back tenderly.

Be gentle and intent to buy something, naturally you should respond to it.

Out of the drunk Xianlou, went straight to the wine shop.

This night, gently wearing a thin coat, busy in the kitchen by the cold moonlight.

Boil water to make wine. If it is not raw, cook it; if it is boiled, keep it cold.

Gentle just so tossing, unknowingly, to three more.

The small clay pots are carefully hidden, just wait for the cover to taste!

"Dad, let me show you something good!" When the clay pot appeared again, it was the next morning.

"Oh? You girl, what do you do with a jar in the morning?" Wen Shouzheng was about to drink porridge, but saw that he was gently holding out a clay pot.

"Hee hee, give Dad a taste of the chicken rum made by his daughter!" Gently spreading his hair, too late to freshen up, he was eager to prepare for the altar.

When the utterances came out, but some regrets, the wine was made overnight, as it is said in the ancient genealogy, is it made at night and made in the morning? If it is opened, it is still an altar of clear water. Wouldn't it be a shame to your parents?

哦 "Oh? My girlfriend brewed the wine myself?" Wen Shouzheng smiled and opened his eyes ~ www.readwn.com ~ Rouer, when did you make it? How can I not know? Where is the jar buried? Where is the wine making tool? Wen Shouzheng's series of questioning, gentleness almost pardoned.

"It was brewed last night. I didn't put it on the ground, I didn't use tools, I used a cauldron ..." The soft voice was like a mosquito, a mosquito in winter.

"Ha ha ha ha!" Wen Shouzheng took the earthen jar in one hand, and tenderness in the other. "Stupid girl, the knowledge of this wine making is great! You have to make wine in winter, make wine in summer, and cook and ferment. It's just us. Ordinary people can have it. It's not easy to make wine! If not, your uncle's wine will not be expensive but so popular. "Wen Shouzheng said intently.

"Yeah, Rouer, how hard is the winemaker to know! How can you play like you?" Zhou's eyes flashed a smile, while porridge, said.

"The brew is all brewed, taste 呗!" Gently frowning Xiu Mei, carefully opened the mouth of the jar, but there was something in my heart.

"Okay, try it, you must taste it, my girl-in-law brewed it myself ..." Wen Shouzheng narrowed his eyes and smiled deliberately.

When everyone was careless, the mouth of the jar opened, and a faint scent of wine floated out of the jar.

Wen Shouzheng leaned in surprise and looked into the pot, and saw the clear and viscous liquid shaking with the bright white light.

"This is ..." Wen Shouzheng froze.

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