He Baozheng's wife don't look so jealous, it's a good dish to burn, a spoon flips up and down and flies out of the pot of good dishes fragrant He Lu, there are often small families doing red and white ceremonies, all ask her to help take charge of the spoon, the lady is busy in the stove room, He Baozheng is happy in the hall, and the two husband and wife partners are all on the scene together.

A few people gathered around the stove room of He Baozheng's house, which was not big, but it was complete.

In fact, the ancients did not have the concept of stir-frying before the Song Dynasty, and stir-fry was not popular until the later Song Dynasty. In the Song Dynasty, it was different, the improvement of the stove, the use of fire was more skillful, and the taste of food could be better stimulated, and people became more and more obsessed with stir-frying.

He Baozheng's stove room is quite clean, and dinner has not yet begun, but it is obvious that the stove table and kitchen are clean and spotless, and there are no water stains. All kinds of bowls, cooking utensils, and tableware are neatly arranged and neat.

There is also a portrait of the stove on the side of the chimney of the stove, the stove is the east kitchen director, by the incense of the family, to protect the health of the family, so there are four big characters written on it.

This winter bamboo shoot is also a good thing, and it becomes a beautiful ingredient as soon as it reaches the hands of He Baozheng's wife Xifeng. Don't look at a good thick bamboo shoots, there is not much left after peeling off the bamboo shoots, the winter bamboo shoots are tightly wrapped, the meat is tender and crispy, the taste is extremely delicious, and the nutritional value is also very high, peel off the shell, slice and blanch and cut into shreds, put in the pickles that are also cut into shreds, add some sesame oil cooking wine and green onion and stir-fry, a plate of pickles fried winter bamboo shoots can eat several bowls of rice.

A plate of stir-fried winter bamboo shoots with pickles was brought up first, and several women did not sit on the table, they made a small table, and they did not sit down now, and several people were helping to deal with the pheasants and bamboo rats. He Baozheng said that he was going to get something good, but the person disappeared for a while, and then came back with a wine jar.

Liang Chuan looked at the wine jar, the ash on the cylinder body has accumulated a thick layer, the ancient people liked to make wine, and this wine is put for a long time, the so-called wine is the fragrance of Chen, the mouth of the cylinder is sealed with mud, but this look is a good object, compared to the wine packaged in glass bottles in later generations, this kind of wine packed in clay jars, just look at the packaging to know that it is not a general rotten street goods, if it is changed in modern times, you take out a bottle of Moutai in a clay pot and say that you want to invite everyone to drink, others must take out the mobile phone first and send various Weibo to the circle of friends, it's a pity, Now I enjoy this good stuff by myself, no one can see it!

Liang Chuan looked at this big vat of good things, smacked his tongue, forcibly pressed the restlessness of his throat, swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, stared at the wine vat with his eyes, and asked Bao Zhengdao: "Don't laugh at the farmer's wine, don't sleep heavily in the spring with a glass of wine, and the gambling book is so fragrant that it is just ordinary at that time!" He Baozheng, this good object, you are willing to take it out, didn't you say home-brewed sorghum? Is this how your own home-brewed sorghum is kilned? ”

"Yo, I can't chant two crooked poems, although I don't know a single big word, but this is not written by yourself, hehe, I seem to have heard others chant about what kind of farmhouse wine! You say it's sorghum? Unusual? He Baozheng's eyes were so excited that they were glowing with gold, and the tone in his mouth couldn't help but be proud, and said: "If you take a sauce jar of sorghum that you brew yourself, you can fill it, and you can waste this kung fu to seal the mud and put it in the kiln?" If you Fengshan can find a second jar of wine, I won't drink it in one sip, and I'll send it to you directly! ”

He Baozheng picked up the wine jar, put it in front of his face, put his nose on the sealing mud and inhaled heavily, the expression was like the satisfied look of a drug addict who had just skated, and his body was enjoying that sickly pleasure.

After confirming that the sealing mud had not been opened and the smell of wine had not leaked out, he slowly came back to his senses and said: "Today you have meat, Lao Tzu and I have wine!" The medicine king's emergency prescription came out of the previous dynasty, and there was a tiger bone soaked in this jar, for fifteen years, I thought that when it was cold in the future, and the waist bone could not bear it, I moved it out and took two mouthfuls, and I was happy today, so I didn't hide it, and I took out the big guy and was happy together. ”

Tiger bone wine! This is a good thing, after ninety-three years, after the country banned the trade of tiger bones, this thing on the market is getting less and less year by year, let alone drinking, you can't even see it! Some of them are fake tiger bone wine soaked by moles, this old guy still has such treasures hidden in his house, I am obedient, it is still fifteen years old! If you put it for fifteen years, don't talk about tiger bone wine, it is an ordinary two-pot old Hengshui, and the taste can make people go to heaven!

Liang Chuan's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were already calling for fifteen tiger bone wine, but in order not to appear that he had never seen the world, Liang Chuan still politely said: "He Baozheng, where did this tiger bone come from?" It won't be the tiger you slaughtered! ”

He Baozheng glanced at Li Chuyi: "This has to be said to be the younger brother of the first one, sixteen." ”

Li Chuyi actually has a younger brother? But when He Baozheng mentioned Li Chuyi's younger brother, Li Chuyi's eyes only flashed with a hint of inadvertent brilliance, and they dimmed again in an instant.

There is freshly boiled hot water in the stove room, and usually the firewood in the pot will be put on a pot of fire and burn all the time, so as to avoid the next fire will take a long time. Ready-made hot water to the pheasant bamboo chicken hair is quite fast, hot water, several women's hands lightning grab a peel, pieces of chicken feathers are torn off, the remaining fine chicken feathers are picked again, a while can be on the cutting board.

He Baozheng fell into a deep depression, recalled the past and said: "I and the first junior high school and his younger brother, called sixteen, but in fact, fifteen years old, his father said that it is simply called sixteen more complete." The three of us grew up wearing a pair of pants, fishing in the river, digging birds in the mountains, all calling together, finding delicious and fun, not swallowing it alone, taking it out and sharing. ”

"At that time, their family was really poor, and the land here could not be cultivated, and the family was old and young, and they had children after begging their daughter-in-law on the first day of junior high school. The family is so poor that they can't eat, the child is so hungry that he can't even suck out the milk, the family really has no choice, he is not afraid of starving to death when he is a soldier, so the eldest left his hometown to serve as a soldier in the first year of junior high school, and never sent a letter to his family, and from time to time there was money to send back. It's been 20 years. ”

"A few years ago, Sixteen sent back a letter, saying that Chu Yi died on the battlefield and the corpse was not found." He Baozheng said, "I didn't expect that the first year of junior high school was still alive, and now I haven't heard from even sixteen." ”

As soon as Li Chuyi knew these past events, these things would torment him like nightmares for many years, and time might fade away from some of them, but as soon as He Baozheng mentioned it, that scene came to Li Chuyi's mind again.

Li Chuyi's face is getting worse and worse, Liang Chuan originally made people feel quite serious, but now his expression makes people stay away.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, Xifeng, take three bowls!"

He Baozheng's wife Xifeng was chopping pheasants on the cutting board, chopping the chicken into pieces, listening to He Baozheng call her to take the bowl, she didn't say anything, she obediently took out three large porcelain bowls from the cupboard, side by side on the table, and then went to cook her pheasant.

There are obviously four men, how can they take three bowls?

He Baozheng glanced at Brother Zhao, I don't know if he was distressed and reluctant to give up his tiger bone wine, or if he had other ideas, and said to Brother Zhao: "The second child of the Zheng family, you are still young, this wine is not suitable for you, I will give you a taste in the future." ”

Although Brother Zhao looks small, but he is also the master who knows the quality of things, when he sees that this wine is a good thing, he has long wanted to taste it, but he waited for a night to wait for such a sentence, he was not happy, and muttered to He Baozheng: "Master Baozheng, you are not kind, why can't I drink alcohol if I am also a man, I don't drink much of your wine, just pour two sips and let me taste it!" ”

He Baozheng smiled, squinted at Brother Zhao and said: "This is not just a tiger bone, but also other parts of the tiger's body, don't say a few sips, just take a sip, there is no little daughter-in-law to hold at night, if you don't have a nosebleed, I will lose!" ”

Liang Chuan knew what was added to this wine as soon as he heard it, rubbed his hands hotly, and said to Brother Zhao: "Then Brother Zhao, don't drink it, it's easy to make mistakes when you drink, it's not a good thing, if you want to drink it in the future, I'll buy it for you to drink, so I won't drink it today." ”

Brother Zhao listened to Liang Chuan's words more, Liang Chuan had spoken, and he had nothing to say, like a vegetable leaf. Liang Chuan asked, "He Baozheng, what else is added to this wine?" ”

He Baozheng waited for him for a long time, just to show the preciousness of the wine he had hidden for many years, and said proudly: "Parsnip, forsythia, ephedra and deer antler velvet, remove the stems and roots, and burn the fluff on the antler velvet first!" Ginseng and ginseng should be cut off from the reeds, and the muscles and bones on the turtle shells, tortoise shells and tiger bones should be removed. Not only is there no trace of muscles and bones on the bone armor, but also the turtle shell and tortoise shell have been washed by the rain, and the autumn dew is drenched! ”

He Baozheng talked about this vat of tiger bone wine very mysteriously, although Liang Chuan and a few people didn't understand it at all, but just hearing what kind of material had to be washed by the summer rain, and the autumn dew was drenched, they admired this good thing is not easy to come by! Normal people's materials are thrown into the bubble is a treasure, and even the accessories are so carefully selected, and Liang Chuan himself is reluctant to let outsiders drink it casually.

Stained with Li Chuyi's light.

The oilcloth pocket on the top of the wine jar is tightly sealed with thin mud to avoid volatilization, and the thin mud is dried to isolate the air, which can achieve the effect of burial and preservation. He Baozheng picked up the wine jar and put it on his feet, patted the mud seal with his palm, the mud was loosened by the palm force, and after the loosening, He Baozheng pulled out the oilcloth, and at that moment, a rich and mellow aroma of wine permeated the entire stove room, although Yi Niang and several of them women did not know how to drink, but the smell was a little fluttering, and the best medicinal wine for fifteen years was really extraordinary!

He Baozheng carefully sifted three mentions of wine with a wine trumpet, poured it into the bowl, the clear and golden liquor under the candlelight was already a little thick, the taste of alcohol was not irritating, and the medicinal fragrance was unstoppable!