But Zhao Jie and his son couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this scene. This wine was too powerful.
Fortunately, the three of them, father and son, did not come forward to show off. At the same time, they could not help but look at Zhao Ping with admiration.
Zhao Jie was still frightened. He looked at the three drunken drunkards who were completely unconscious. He looked at the wine shop, raised his hands and said, "Young Master is so awesome. These three self-proclaimed drunkards were knocked down by a bowl of wine. Obviously, this wine It must be the best wine, and the old slave also asked the young man to name the wine."
After looking at the several wine jars on the ground, Zhao Ping thought for a while and said: "Now we already have two kinds of wine. The first distillation might as well be called Qiongjiang wine, and the second distillation is called Yuye wine. But if we want to make the soul of flowers , it must be distilled a third time, and the third time is the essence of the wine, which we call alcohol."
Zhao Jie looked at the wine jar, clapped his hands and said, "What a good name. I'll do as I'm told."
Then the three of them immediately carried out triple distillation.
Zhao Ping suddenly remembered something and said: "There is another thing that must be paid attention to. Wine that is more than twice distilled can be ignited. Be careful of hurting people if it is ignited by the wine."
Zhao Jie nodded and solemnly agreed!
Noticing that Zhao Tian and the others had disapproving expressions on their faces, Zhao Ping filled a bowl with a small amount of wine and lit a fire. The wine in the bowl immediately burned with a blue flame.
Zhao and Tian hurriedly handed over their hands and said: "Little Langjun, I have learned a lesson. Yuye wine and alcohol are so easy to burn. How should I keep them?"
Zhao Ping thought for a while, pointed to the Yuye wine jar and said: "These different wine jars should be marked, this is one of them. Then put them in a cool, ventilated and dry place as a wine storage. It is best to put the wine storage in In the cellar, this is safe and secure, and it can also make the wine stored in the cellar more mellow and fragrant.”
Zhao Jie thought for a while and immediately took out a piece of paper and wrote it down.
At this moment, my mother suddenly stood at the door of the wine shop and couldn't help sniffing. Next to her, Li Hanmei was supporting her, and Jiang Ying was holding a wooden tray with a wine pot and a wine glass in it.
Zhao Ping couldn't help but be shocked that his mother turned out to be a wine master.
My mother praised her at the door: "The wine smells so good, how does it taste?"
Zhao Jie hurriedly stepped forward, took the plate from Jiang Yingli, and hurried to the wine shop.
Seeing Zhao Ping's stunned look, her mother's face suddenly turned red and she said angrily: "Why don't you try such a fragrant wine for me?"
Zhao Ping hurriedly stepped forward to support his mother and said, "Of course, everyone can taste the fine wine, including my mother."
Mother smiled, pointed her finger at Zhao Ping, and then said with a smile: "Mother is here to taste wine on behalf of the women in the world. After passing the test of mother, women in the world will naturally pass the test. Does Ping'er have to stop him?" beat!"
At this time, Zhao Jie had already handed the plate to Lan'er happily. Jiang Ying took the plate and immediately filled her mother's glass of wine with a flask. Her mother first covered her mouth with her sleeves and took a small sip. Then he turned his mouth and made a slurping sound, then swallowed it and nodded, "Not bad!"
Then, she covered her red lips with her sleeves and swallowed a glass of wine in one gulp, and then two more glasses.
At this time, Zhao Ping only saw his mother's face as white and as red as a peach blossom. Zhao Jie and his son immediately lowered their heads and did not dare to peek.
Zhao Ping looked at his mother and smiled: "My mother looks better when she drinks."
My mother laughed and scolded me: "You are such a mouthful. Doesn't it make me look ugly if I don't drink? Come here, Ping'er."
After his mother finished speaking, Zhao Ping couldn't help but be stunned. His mother nodded with her finger and scolded Zhao Ping with a smile on his forehead: "Didn't you say that drinking looks good? Ping'er, you want to have a drink too."
He handed the wine glass with half a glass of white wine to Zhao Ping. Under his mother's expectant eyes, Zhao Ping could only swallow one glass.
Seeing that the liquor had been swallowed, her mother asked Zhao Ping: "Does the wine taste good? If it tastes good, write a poem."
It turned out that this was the purpose of his mother asking him to drink. Zhao Ping had no choice but to agree, walked a few steps, thought for a while and said:
"The crystal clear and translucent is not a mountain spring, the jade liquid and fine wine fall into the world. Du Kang was drunk and Taibai hated him. The world is sad to lose the drunken immortal."
My mother recited it several times, shook her head and looked at Zhao Ping and said: "Average, average. Although it describes the style of the wine, it is too arrogant and arrogant! You will pass this time. Also, give me a drink." Jar of fine wine.”
After that, with Li Hanmei's support, Shi Shiran and Jiang Ying left.
After watching his mother leave, Zhao Ping couldn't help but smile bitterly. It turned out that the reason why he was able to drink at such a young age was because of his inheritance!
Zhao Ping suddenly thought of something and said to his mother: "Mother, Yuye wine has a greater use. It is an anti-inflammatory and anti-virus. Cuizhu and Wang Gouer's wounds have severe inflammation, so you might as well let them try it. "
After a while, Wang Gou'er arrived with his arm hanging. Zhao Ping unwrapped the wounds on his body and arms and saw that they were extremely red and swollen. There were even ulcers and festering in some places on his waist and the hanging right arm.
Zhao Ping took a knife and jade liquid wine and said to Wang Gou'er: "This jade liquid wine has a very good disinfection effect, but there is some pain, so you have to endure it."
Wang Gou'er nodded and said, "Master, please don't worry about the surgery, I'm not afraid of pain."
Zhao Ping immediately used a knife disinfected with jade liquor to gently cut away the pus and ulcers. Then he made a homemade cotton swab dipped in jade liquor and gently disinfected all the wounds. Then he applied medicine and covered the wounds again.
Finally, Zhao Ping nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't worry, disinfect it with jade liquid wine. I guarantee that the wound will not fester and fester. It will be completely healed in about ten days."
Not long after the alcohol came out, the voices of a group of "chirping" little ladies came from outside.
It turned out that Wang Yiniang and Wang Erniang came back with a group of young ladies.
They brought in various kinds of peach blossoms, jasmine flowers, peonies, roses, rhododendrons, daffodils, orchids, etc. on their backs and baskets.
Wang Yiniang and Er Niang gasped and said: "Little Master, I have picked the flowers and classified them according to your requirements. You said to get the souls of the flowers, how can we get them?"
Zhao Ping took the Zhao father and son, as well as Wang and Niang, to another room. This room had many jars.
Under the command of Zhao Ping, Zhao Jie, his son and Wang Yiniang cut the petals of different types of flowers with scissors, put them into a jar, then added a small amount of cooled boiling water, and finally added five dollars of almost odorless alcohol. , and then stir continuously with a wooden stick.
While stirring, my mother, with the support of Cuizhu, came to the workshop with Li Hanmei, Jiang Ying, Lan'er, Zhao Yiniang and others.
Seeing Zhao Ping's surprised look, my mother smiled slightly, looked at the busy people, and then said: "My mother is curious to see how you can extract the soul of the flower."
Seeing the four young ladies eager to try, my mother smiled slightly and said, "Ping'er will find a chair for my mother to sit on. Cuizhu, Ying'er, Lan'er, Mei'er, didn't you see that they are tired from stirring?" Now, why don’t you go up and help?”
With these words from Mother, except for Cuizhu who was still supporting Mother, the other three immediately took wooden sticks to help stir.
Zhao Ping found a chair, Cuizhu smiled gratefully, and then stepped forward to help them. Soon, everyone was sweating.
Zhao Ping immediately said: "Don't let sweat drip into the jar, otherwise it will affect the fragrance of the flower soul."
So after everyone rested for a while, they took turns stirring.
At this time, there was the sound of crutches hitting the ground. Jiang Jie kept sniffing, pointed to a jar and said, "This is a peach blossom!"
Then he pointed to another jar and said, "This is an orchid."
In everyone's surprise, Jiang Jie recognized the flowers in the jar one by one through his nose.
Zhao Ping knows that when a person is blind, his nose and ears are far more sensitive than ordinary people. This is the compensation effect.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ping had an idea and said: "My uncle has such a sensitive nose, I will be the consultant of Flower Soul in the future. Whether Flower Soul is doing well and whether it can pass the test, I suggest that it is up to my uncle to decide. Mother, what do you think?" Woolen cloth?"
Although my mother was surprised, she also nodded and said: "Second brother's nose is indeed extraordinary. From now on, the finished product will be controlled by second brother."
At this time, Qiu Shuang found a chair for Jiang Jie to sit on, looked at her mother and Zhao Ping, moved her mouth a few times, and finally summoned up the courage to say: "Mother, young man, I want to request two I wonder if this is possible?"
Her mother looked at her for a few times, nodded and said calmly: "It's okay, everyone here is not an outsider, just tell me if you have anything to say."
Qiu Shuang knelt down in gratitude to her mother and husband. Her mother's words immediately brought her into the circle. After kowtowing, she said: "Mistress, husband, and slaves also want to come forward to help; I also miss you." Book."
After saying that, he looked at his mother longingly. My mother looked at the busy people and said, "Since they are very busy, you can come forward. As for studying, one place is not enough at the moment, and my second brother cannot do without you for the time being."
Zhao Ping saw her expectant eyes and nodded and said: "Don't worry, you have all the books. If Cuizhu is free, let her teach you."
Qiu Shuang was overjoyed at first, but later she heard that it was Cuizhu who taught her, and a look of disappointment suddenly appeared on her face.
Zhao Ping couldn't bear it and continued: "I am also very busy. After the school is established in the future, you can come to the school to study with Zhao Yiniang and the others."
When Qiu Shuang heard this, her face suddenly became happy. After bowing, she stepped forward to help stir.
After about an hour, Zhao Ping said: "You can stop. Now use gauze to filter out the flowers. The souls in the flowers have entered the water."
While filtering, Zhao Ping asked everyone to find fairy stoves with chimneys. The fairy stoves were five feet apart from each other to avoid mutual odor, and the water in the jar was slowly dried. Jiang Jie controlled the scale of drying.
With Qiu Shuang's support, Jiang Jie propped up his cane and sniffed one after another.
He said stop, and the man who was drying it immediately took the jar out of the fairy furnace and poured only one-tenth of the flower's soul into the jar.
As a result, there are only about ten bottles of flower soul for each flower variety.
Even so, it made everyone happy.
My mother has a calm personality and likes the scent of orchids.
Cuizhu and Jiangying also chose the scent of an orchid.
Although Lan'er is young, she likes the scent of jasmine like Wang Yiniang, Li Hanmei and others, and Qiu Shuang likes the scent of winter jasmine.
Wang Xiangshi and Zhao Zhoushi also chose the scent of winter jasmine.
Unexpectedly, the housekeeper's wife, Zhao Tian, chose the scent of rose. In her words: "Rose is a flower that blooms all year round, which means eternal youth."
It seems that after life improved, Zhao Tian also pursued the quality of life.
My mother took the orchid, sniffed it gently and put it in with a cork, then said calmly to Zhao Ping: "Ping'er, now is the time when your poetry flourishes. Everyone in the family is waiting for your masterpiece?"
