Yang Xianmao returned to the pharmacy, Yang Mingde beckoned him to sit down, and asked, "You learned this recipe from the Tai Hospital?"

"Yes, when I was a scholar in the library of Tai Hospital, I read a lot of medical books, and this recipe was among them. However, letting her daughter deliberately make her laugh and deliberately make her panic and sad was a trick I came up with myself. Because the tongue is happy, laughter helps her tongue, and when she panics, her tongue will contract, which will help her tongue retract. Of course, without these tricks, the medicine alone can also be effective, but it may take a night to work, and after using this trick, it may speed up the improvement of the condition, and after trying it, it really works,"

"It's good that you can live and learn. Yang Mingde nodded approvingly.

Zhang came out of the kitchen and said, "The meal is almost ready, let's get ready to eat!"

Yang Xianmao looked outside, the sky was dark, there was heavy snow, and it was almost dusk from the sky.

Yang Mingde nodded, opened the drawer, took out a dozen copper coins and put them on the table, pushed them to Yang Xianmao and said: "Go and sell half a gourd wine, today you come back from the capital, and my father is happy to see that you have learned some skills, plus this day is freezing, let's drink some wine to warm up." ”

Yang Xianmao nodded happily, took the copper coin and ran to the kitchen, took a wine gourd from the wall and carried it in his hand, and walked out quickly. When I was a child, I remember that there was a wine shop 100 steps away from their pharmacy, called Xiaoju Wine Shop. When he came back earlier, he observed the changes on the side of the street along the way, and found that the liquor shop was still in the old place, so he didn't need his father's guidance, and walked briskly there.

When he came to the wine shop, he saw a few people talking loudly and drinking, presumably the wine was already a little drunk, and there were two singers next to him, dressed very revealingly, giggling and pouring wine for them. The house was covered with thick curtains and was very warm, and it was really spring early compared to their cold cave-like pharmacy.

A guy hurriedly greeted him with a smile, and saw that he was wearing a silk robe, and he should be a young master from a well-off family, so he hurriedly smiled and said, "This son is here to drink! How many of you?"

Yang Xianmao raised the gourd in his hand and said, "I am from the Rejuvenation Hall diagonally opposite, and I will come to sell wine." - By the way, isn't your shopkeeper Uncle Bao?"

The guy hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, our shopkeeper is surnamed Bao, do you know him?"

"Of course, his wife is Aunt Bao, is she here?"

"Here, the family eats in the back room. ”

When I was a child, my family was not bad, and Yang Xianmao's father liked to drink two cups at night, and often asked him to carry a small gourd to come here to drink. The owner of this wine shop is surnamed Bao, and his wife likes Yang Xianmao very much, saying that he looks very cute, so every time he comes to sell wine, the proprietress always gives him a piece of maltose or something.

The guy in this shop was obviously newly hired, so he didn't know Yang Xianmao, and when he talked about the shopkeeper and his wife, he hurriedly said: "Does the little official want to see our shopkeeper?

"No need, we will meet often in the future anyway, and I will drink and leave. - How is the wine sold?"

"It depends on what you buy. ”

He forgot what kind of wine Yang Xianmao gave his father when he was a child, it was too long. When I looked up, I saw that there were several jars of wine on the wine cabinet, and the quality of the wine urns was different, which indicated that the wine contained in it must be high and low.

Now that the family is so poor, my father must be reluctant to buy good wine, and he is afraid that he will not be able to buy any good wine. Suddenly remembered what my father said just now about selling half gourd liquor, so I casually asked, "How much is the liquor?"

The liquor of the Song Dynasty is similar to water wine, the degree is very low, almost like boiled water, so it is called liquor, and of course the price is the cheapest. The shopkeeper couldn't believe that Yang Xianmao was wearing a silk robe and the rich man actually asked for the cheapest wine, and he didn't know what it was for, maybe he didn't drink it, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he smiled and said: "The liquor is ten cents a dime." ”

Yang Xianmao slapped all the ten cents on the table and said, "Then you can fight, you can fight so much." ”

The shopkeeper agreed, put the wine gourd on the counter, pulled out the plug on it, took a funnel and inserted it on the wine gourd, and then moved the lid of the stone pier wrapped in a thick white cloth on the mouth of the wine jar with both hands, took a buffalo horn wine vessel from the cabinet, and used a bamboo barrel of wine in his right hand to scoop the wine from the big wine jar, and then poured it into the buffalo horn. After looking at the horns, he poured the wine into the funnel on the gourd.

Then, the shopkeeper beat half a horn of wine and poured it into the gourd.

After finishing the wine, the shopkeeper covered the wine jar, plugged the stopper of the gourd, and handed it to Yang Xianmao with both hands. Yang Xianmao carried the wine gourd and opened the thick door curtain and walked out, a cold wind blew, just came out of the warm hotel and walked into the cold wind, he was really uncomfortable for a while, he couldn't help but shiver, shrunk his neck and stepped on the thick snow, creaked, and trotted back to the pharmacy.

Yang Xianmao put the wine gourd on the table, and his father Yang Mingde said to him: "You go and help your mother, bring the food outside here to eat, and it is convenient for the patient to greet him." ”

Yang Xianmao agreed, ran to the kitchen, and helped her mother bring out the food. The rice is wheat bran rice that has just been steamed. And the dish is only a plate of pickled radish slices, which Zhang's pickled in an earthen jar.

When the food was on the table, Zhang brought two small earthen bowls from the kitchen, put them in front of the two of them, and poured a small bowl of each with a wine gourd.

Yang Mingde said to Yang Xianmao: "After you come to the kitchen with me to clean your hands, you will put incense on the ancestral tablet." When you get home, tell your ancestors, so that your ancestors can rest assured. ”

Yang Xianmao hurriedly followed, and his father went to the kitchen. In the wooden basin, Zhang's had already prepared a small half basin of warm hot water, and after the two of them washed their hands, they came to the pharmacy incense case.

Yang Mingde smoked six sticks of incense and handed it to Yang Xianmao. Yang Xianmao knew about this procedure, so he hurriedly ran to the kitchen with the incense, lit it in the stove fire, then extinguished the fan, ran back and handed it to Yang Mingde.

Yang Mingde divided the six incense sticks into two parts, one was handed to Yang Xianmao, and the other was held in both hands, raised high, and said: "The ancestors of the Yang family are on top, and the dog Yang Xianmao has returned from studying in the Tai Hospital, and he has reported to the ancestors and the ancestors, asking for the protection of the dog's vast court." As he spoke, he bowed three times and inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner.

Yang Xianmao also followed his father's example, held up three sticks of incense, and prayed: "The ancestors and the ancestors are above, please bless your father and mother with boundless longevity." After that, he also bowed three times and put the incense into the incense burner.

Yang Xiyang smiled and nodded: "Okay, go back to eat." ”

The two came to the table and parted, and sat down in their robes.

Everyone put a small bowl of wheat bran rice, this kind of rice is easy to eat and is very hungry, so it is the first choice of poor people, because eating a small bowl is enough, and you will not feel hungry quickly. It's just that the stomach is more uncomfortable, and the stool is easy to dry out, and there is no nutrition.

Yang Xianmao and other parents picked up chopsticks and bowls, then picked up a bowl of wheat bran rice in front of him, grabbed the chopsticks and pulled a mouthful of rice, chewed a few times and froze, swallowing or spitting either. -- The rice in the mouth is not enough to describe as unpalatable, because the wheat bran rice is crushed into large wheat grains, and the surface of the grain also carries wheat bran, that is, the husk of the wheat, which is not only rough in the mouth, but also irritates the tongue and mouth, which is very uncomfortable.

Yang Xianmao ate white flour buns or white rice with his parents when he was a child, and after arriving at the Tai Hospital, his diet was better, after all, it was the Tai Hospital of the Imperial Palace, eating japonica rice, white noodles, and from time to time there were meat to improve his life, how could he have eaten such an unpalatable wheat bran rice.

Mother Zhang has been paying attention to her son's expression, and immediately took a piece of radish and put it in his mouth and said, "It's best to eat radish with pickled radish,"

Yang Xianmao opened his mouth to bite and chewed with the rice, and sure enough, the stimulation of the wheat bran rice to the mouth was slowed down a lot, and the salty taste of the pickled radish also increased the taste of the wheat bran rice, and finally swallowed the rice.

Yang Mingde said: "The food you eat in the Beijing Tai Hospital is good, you may not be used to eating this thing when you come home, and you have to adapt to it for a while, our family situation is not as good as before, and this world is not as good as before, this is no way." -- Have a glass of wine! When you get drunk, you will feel that everything you eat is delicious. Try. ”

As he spoke, Yang Mingde picked up the small wine bowl in front of him, drank most of the bowl in one go, put it down, blinked his mouth, frowned and said, "Is it the wine of the shopkeeper's house?"

"Yes, a dime of ten cents. ”

Zhang said with a smile on the side: "Is it that the shopkeeper Bao has too much water in the liquor, it is too light!"

Yang Mingde pushed the small half bowl of wine in front of him to Zhang's: "You have worked hard, drink some wine to keep out the cold." ”

"There's not much wine, so keep it for you father and son!"

"If you want to drink it, you will drink it!" Yang Mingde undoubtedly picked up the small half bowl of wine and put it in front of her, then grabbed the wheat bran rice, sandwiched the radish, and seemed to eat it very tastefully.

Zhang sneered, then picked up the small half bowl of wine, drank it dry in one sip, and smacked his mouth: "It's the same as before, it's not much different." ”

Yang Mingde said: "That is, I haven't drunk for a long time, and my mouth is still a little uncomfortable. Alas, I still miss the bayberry wine I used to drink. ”

Bayberry wine is a specialty of Xuanzhou, brewed with bayberry as raw materials, the color is ruddy, it looks very good-looking, and the entrance has a slight sweet and sour taste.

After Yang Mingde's reminder, Yang Xianmao remembered that he bought wine for his father when he was a child, and the most he bought was this bayberry wine, and he could recall the delicate colors at that time. It's a pity that I forgot to ask how much this bayberry wine is just now. But presumably it shouldn't be cheap, and at the moment, in this situation at home, there is no way to taste this wine.

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