Chapter 42: The inscription of the prince, the inscription of Su Shi
Yang Huairen's original plan was to use the name of the prince to ask him to inscribe Sui Yuanchun, and then burn it on the wine jar to increase the popularity of Sui Yuanchun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
I didn't expect to meet Mr. Dongpo by chance, and it would be a waste of opportunity to ask the old bachelor to write a poem this time.
Zhao Hao and Mr. Dongpo tasted the wine, Qi Qi's spirits lifted, and he looked at Yang Huairen with eyes as if to say: This kid is amazing.
"What kind of wine is this, this king has drunk so much in his life, and he has never known that there is such a good wine in this world."
Yang Huairen heard him say this as a prince, and it seemed that his previous judgment was really not wrong.
In the past, when he read martial arts novels or dramas about ancient things, those ancient heroes and heroes, or literati talents, poured wine into the whole jar at every turn, and they were not drunk at all, he thought it was just a dramatic exaggeration.
When I really traveled to the Great Song Dynasty, I realized that there was a reason for it.
The most popular liquor in this era, rice wine or rice wine, due to the simple brewing process, the liquor pulp is only about 20 degrees of alcohol, and the relatively fine craft workshop distills the liquor pulp again, and its finished product is only more than 30 degrees.
It takes a lot of raw sake pulp to be distilled repeatedly, and it is only in the early 40s, and the filtration process is simple, and there is no process to enhance the flavor, resulting in the alcohol degree and taste of the finished liquor cannot reach the level of mellow aroma.
The follow-up liquor processing process used by Yang Huairen comes from later generations, which is the crystallization of the wisdom of countless craftsmen for hundreds of years, so the taste of Suiyuanchun is simply incomparable compared to those famous wines in the world.
At present, the first batch of Suiyuan Spring has reached an alcohol content of 50 degrees, and the natural mellow fragrance is incomparable, and the aroma is intoxicating.
"This liquor is the liquor that the younger brother has recently processed through the ancestral process, and is named Suiyuanchun.
The younger brother came this time, I wanted to invite Brother Zhao as the first wine taster, if Brother Zhao thinks it is good, I hope to be tired to give this Sui Yuanchun a word. ā
When Zhao Hao heard him say this, he was a little moved in his heart, Brother Yang let himself taste any good things first, which shows his weight in his heart.
"Such a beautiful thing, I can't ask for it for my brother."
Zhao Hao immediately called the attendants who served around him to invite pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and while he was slightly drunk, he splashed ink with his pen and wrote three elegant big characters in a sprinkled manner.
Yang Huairen was half successful, and bowed down to Su Shi and said: "Today happens to be Mr. here, and I also ask Mr. for a word, and I hope Mr. will ......."
Mr. Dongpo waved his hand at Yang Huairen, stood up with a wine glass, drank another glass, and paced to the bookcase.
"This first word, thanks to Yang Xiaoyou personally cooked this Dongpo meat, the old decay half of his life drifted, tasted all the Quartet food, in terms of cooking skills, Xiaoyou can be said to be the first person in the world, the old man admired.
This second word, since it should be dedicated to this Suiyuan Spring, there is this wine in the world, it is the blessing of the people of the world. ā
Zhao Hao and Yang Huairen walked behind Mr. Dongpo together and read out the two characters.
The first picture: "Cook east, west, north and south dishes, taste sweet, sour, bitter and spicy life." ā
The second picture: "The poet in front of the pavilion put the wine bottle, and asked where to find the wine?" The fairy child refers to the Yaochi banquet from afar, and the old gentleman follows the garden spring on the table. ā
When they finished reading, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and raised their glasses again.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, all three of them were drunk.
Yang Huairen later learned that Su Shi returned to the dynasty this time, in addition to reporting on his work, just to send his third son Su Guo to participate in the imperial examination.
But Mr. Dongpo was already tired of the endless disputes in the court, and refused the Empress Dowager's kindness under the pretext of old age and physical exhaustion, and after returning to Beijing, he only visited a few friends and students from previous years, and went to continue his unrestrained and comfortable life.
The problem of packaging has been solved, there is an inscription of a prince and an inscription of a great writer, I believe that this will become popular with the Spring Festival.
Yang Huairen contacted more than a dozen partners who sold beef noodles, and prepared to go to the market in these restaurants at the same time in early August.
When he was about to leave the palace, Yang Huairen was thinking about the mountains of fine rice paper in the paper library of the prince's study, and was ready to take the sheep and pull two more carts, anyway, the old Zhao family has money, and if you don't take it for nothing, you won't take it for nothing, so why not take it?
The chamberlain of the palace knew that Yang Gongzi liked pen, ink and paper, and although he and Wang Ye had not known each other for a long time, the prince always talked about Yang Gongzi's good on weekdays, so not only did he not stop him, but helped him carry it.
Out of nowhere, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl came out of nowhere and blocked Yang Huairen's way.
"Thief! You are so bold to steal something to the palace. ā
Saying that, the long whip in the little girl's hand was whipped at her face, Yang Huairen hurriedly raised a roll of rice paper in his hand to block it, only to hear the sound of "pop", the whip was pumped on the paper, and a deep groove was drawn.
Yang Huairen was already drunk, and this crisp whip woke him up, looking at the deep groove, his heart was not good, if he was pumped on his body, he would have to smoke the belt meat.
Look at the girl in front of her, dressed in an emerald green skirt, with a pair of pink embroidered soft boots, two smart eyes staring round, a pair of playful eyebrows frowning into an inverted figure, a nose one by one, a cherry-like pink mouth pouting cutely, looking very annoyed.
"What kind of green onion are you, dare to meddle with Uncle Ben's affairs?"
Seeing the girl's angry appearance was very interesting, Yang Huairen deliberately provoked her with words, holding the broken paper scroll with both hands, only revealing half of her smiling face.
"I don't know the lord of this county, I've blinded your dog's eyes! Hurry up and get caught, otherwise you will be caught by the lord of this county, and you will definitely look good! ā
Yang Huairen had already guessed her identity, at a young age, the only one who dared to be so arrogant and domineering in the palace could only be Zhao Fei'er, the rumored arrogant and willful daughter of Zhao Fei'er, the county lord of Zitong.
It is rumored that this lord of Zitong is the pearl of King Jia's palm, he has been spoiled since he was a child, he never puts anyone in his eyes, a deer tendon long whip is always with him, he likes to beat people when he doesn't agree with him, and he also likes to captivate some terrible strange beasts, and no one in the aristocratic circle has always dared to provoke her.
Yang Huairen is also strange to say, the more this kind of person others dare not provoke, the more he wants to provoke, especially the tigress in front of him, who is not yet an adult, will not give up without touching her tail.
"Oh, it turned out to be the eldest niece, disrespectful and disrespectful."
Zhao Fei'er saw his hippie smiling face, she was not afraid of her, and she was even more annoyed in her heart, the two pigtails on her head seemed to stand up, and her hands were full of strength, and she hit him with a whip again.
"Who is your eldest niece, a prodigal thief, eat me with a whip!"