In addition to food problems, there are also problems in the fermentation process.
His first batch of wine koji was given by himself.
Zhang Yang put away the bowstring and said, "I won't take it for nothing. We can share the money together. I will share with you how much it sells. And I also have a way to make high-concentration wine."
The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly, "Everything depends on the benefactor."
"You're welcome, it's best if we make money together."
The shopkeeper looked at Zhang Yang and said to the waiter beside him: "Did you hear everything?"
The clerk nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, shopkeeper, this villain will never tell anyone."
The shopkeeper took out the account book and said, "General Cheng has asked for ten jars of wine. Please bring the wine over."
"Understood."
Back home, Zhang Yang used beef tendons to make bowstrings again.
Tighten the bowstring to the lock.
Zhang Yang tried it, and when the arrow was shot, the lock cracked due to the huge elasticity.
With a long sigh, Zhang Yang frowned and looked at the cracked lock. This thing was really difficult to make.
With a garden waiting to bloom, Li Yue was in a good mood.
She was wandering in her garden.
Zhang Yang said: "They won't bloom just because you look at them a few more times."
Li Yue said: "Seedlings have obviously grown."
she said, pointing to the only bit of green in the garden.
It just sprouts small seedlings, the size of which is only the size of a fingernail.
Xiujian also needs stronger materials, and ordinary wood cannot withstand such great pressure.
The wire buckle part and the mechanism must be made of metal to be more stable.
Otherwise, even if it is manufactured, it will still be a disposable product.
He had to tear things down and start over again, and Zhang Yang had the urge to hit the wall.
How did the ancients create their craftsmanship?
Until next time…
Zhang Yang decisively gave up the production of sleeve arrows first.
If you continue to do this, you will be afraid that you will go crazy.
In fact, today is also a special day. Today is the first anniversary of myself and Li Yue.
There should be something to celebrate.
Take out some eggs and flour from home and make a cream cake at this time to soothe your mood.
Egg white protein isolate.
Zhang Yang beat the egg whites skillfully.
Hearing the sound of beating eggs, Li Yue looked back at Zhang Yang, with some expectations and questions in her eyes.
It seems like you want to make something delicious?
Zhang Yang said; "Cream cake."
After receiving the words, Li Yue sat upright again and continued copying.
The tacit understanding between husband and wife can already be communicated through eyes.
Zhang Yang thought in his mind, what a wonderful progress.
The sun shines from noon to evening.
Chang'an City also went from lively to calm.
Zhang Yang has been busy on the stove for a long time. Since there is no oven, Zhang Yang can only put the pot into the stove and bake the cake.
The grilled food will inevitably have a charcoal smell.
The hardware conditions are still not good enough.
I didn't control the heat too well, and the bottom of the cake was a little burnt.
Holding the finished cake, Zhang Yang spread whipped cream on it.
Put another small candle on the cake.
Carefully light the candle.
Li Yue looked at this scene, holding back a smile and said, "Why do you put a candle on this?"
Putting the cake on the table, Zhang Yang said, "Today is the first anniversary of our acquaintance."
Li Yue said with some surprise: "Do you remember this?"
Are you kidding me? I met a cute little girl in Chang'an City. This little girl was not very smart yet. Of course I must remember this date.
At that time, I just wanted to meet him a few more times.
I have already made a note of it in my mind.
Zhang Yang said: "Blow out the candles."
"Um!"
Li Yue nodded and blew out the candles. Although she didn't know why she did this, it felt quite ritualistic.
Zhang Yang cut a piece of cake for her, "Would you like to try it?"
Li Yue took a bite of the cake with one hand, "Yeah! It's delicious! It's very soft."
Zhang Yang cut off a piece for himself and tasted it himself, "It doesn't seem sweet enough."
"How sweet."
Li Yue's little mouth was still chewing the cake and she spoke with unclear speech.
Zhang Yang frowned and said, "There should be less sugar."
"Tanghuo is worth a lot of money..."
Li Yue was still slurring her words with the cake in her mouth.
Obviously we can do better, but the conditions at home are not good enough to make it difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice, but it can only be like this for the time being.
"I will try to do better next time."
The cake is not very big.
The two of them finished half of the bowl-sized cake.
There was little sugar at home, so Zhang Yang was reluctant to put in more.
How do you make white sugar?
Most of the sugar in Datang was maltose or sucrose.
Li Yue said: "I still think tiger skin chicken feet are more delicious."
Zhang Yang said: "Let's eat it next time on our wedding anniversary."
"Um!"
Li Yue nodded in response, then regained her composure and said, "When will we get married?"
Zhang Yang said calmly: "February 3rd."
"Well, then it will be February 3rd."
…
Put hot water in the bucket in Li Yue's room.
Zhang Yang said: "It is good for your body to take a bath in hot water more often."
Li Yue put down her bun and took off her coat.
Close the door to her.
Zhang Yang walked to the yard alone and washed himself with cold water.
The weather is still a little hot now.
It will get cooler after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
After taking a bath, Li Yue's face was flushed. She changed her clothes and said, "I've washed it. Do you want to wash it too?"
While talking, Li Yue saw Zhang Yang taking a bath with cold water, "Why don't you take a bath with hot water."
"Cold water is easier."
"You must be shy, right?"
"No."
"I've finished washing, you can wash too, there's nothing wrong between husband and wife."
Zhang Yang really wanted to tell her that I am also a well-dressed man and can be impulsive.
She was wearing thin pajamas, and there were shadows in her pajamas. She saw that the skin on Li Yue's arms was white and rosy because of the bath.
She is in poor health and is only fourteen years old.
Zhang Yang picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it on his head.
Cold water pours from overhead.
The night wind blew by and gave me another chill, which made me calm down a lot.
In the palace, in the dim Ganlu Hall, Li Shimin held an oil lamp and looked at Zhang Yang's portrait. He looked like a talented person, and he was handsome and suave, like a scholar.
They are not like the deer-headed and rat-eyed people outside.
His facial features are straight, and just looking at him makes him feel upright.
From a certain perspective, Li Shimin was quite satisfied with Zhang Yang's appearance.
Li Shimin asked in a low voice: "What does Zhang Yang do to make a living in Chang'an City?"
Li Junxian replied: "After checking, I found that Zhang Yang has no friends in Chang'an, but he has been relying on coolies to make money to support his family."
"Work hard to earn money to support your family."
Li Shimin's eyes left the scroll. Although Zhang Yang has no title, Li Yue is still my daughter.
In fact he is a prince-consort.
"I heard that his math skills are great?"
Is Zhang Yang really good at math?
