Chapter 6 The Second Pot Head of the Northern Song Dynasty
A poem, the little prince who does not learn and has no skills on weekdays has become a merry and talented man in the capital.
Zhao Yunrang complained about the nickname and regretted it.
I knew that I would have used "Cloud Break to Shadow More and More", which is somewhat better.
However, fame is not a bad thing, there is a word that comes from - fan economy.
If it is really in the Great Song Dynasty, when the time comes, it will definitely be a source of money.
You didn't see Liu Yong, the emperor asked him to sing in a low voice, people still have their homes all over the world, and they don't have to buy them themselves wherever they eat.
Princess Yanqing, who does not approve of Shi Lei and Zhao Yunrang mixing together on weekdays, opened up her grace this time and asked Shi Lei to come out to find him, which is probably also directly related to this.
This Shi Lei's grandfather is Zhao Kuangyin's number one general, Shi Shouxin.
He is the youngest son of Shi Shouxin's second son, Shi Baoji, and Zhao Kuangyin's second daughter, Princess Yanqing.
Speaking of which, Zhao Yunrang and Shi Lei are still cousins.
Although at the beginning, Lao Zhao cupped wine and released military power, Shi Shouxin and others lost their power, but they also earned a lot of silver, which can be regarded as Zhao Kuangyin's compensation for these brothers.
The family is rich, and his mother is a princess, so Shi Lei is naturally a gentleman, and he is also quite famous in Bianjing City.
As the saying goes, things gather by like, and people are divided by groups, and it is natural for Shi Lei and Zhao Yun to make this relationship extraordinarily iron.
"You're just in time, I'm looking for you-"
Shi Lei's eyes widened: "Isn't it, I just found you, and you let me work?" β
Zhao Yunrang pretended to be mysterious: "I'll show you something fun, you go buy something-"
Before he finished speaking, a voice with a hanging voice came from outside the door: "Who dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head, live impatiently!" β
Li Yue'e's uncle's face changed suddenly: "Oh no, Zhang Zhusi's son-in-law is here!" β
Before Zhao Yunrang could speak, Shi Lei's eyes rolled up: "Who dares to call Tai Sui in front of Lao Tzu, you dig open your ancestral grave and take a look, is there that puff of green smoke?" β
"Ho," shouted outside the door, and a man with a face full of pimples stepped in in three steps and two steps, but he couldn't hide the pimples on his face, and the folding fan in his hand pointed at Shi Lei: "What are youβ"
The words stopped abruptly, and the man looked horrified, and as soon as he let go of his hand, even the fan fell to the ground.
Li Yue's face suddenly turned red, she took a sip, and turned around.
Zhao Yunrang also smelled a smell of urine, this kid was so arrogant, when he saw Shi Lei, he actually peed his pants.
Shi Lei laughed: "Just such a pustule, dare to come and argue with your young master?" β
The man seemed to have just woken up, and fell directly to the ground, trembling: "I've seen the young general-general!" β
Shi Lei was stunned: "Who are you, you actually know Lao Tzu!" β
The man kowtowed like pounding garlic, and blood and mud soon stuck together on his forehead: "Little Zhang Kui, I once met with - and the little general at Zhou Gongzi's house." β
Zhou Gongzi?
Shi Lei obviously couldn't think of it, and the little guy next to him came up: "The second son of the county magistrate of this county likes to hunt that!" β
Shi Lei suddenly realized that there was indeed such a thing, the second son of the county magistrate, knew that he liked hunting, and entrusted several people, so he invited himself once at home.
However, I didn't see this person named Zhang Kui.
"The villain is waiting from below!"
"Oshiji's sonβ" the little servant explained intimately.
Shi Lei waved his hand, no matter what he was or the magistrate, he was all a fart.
"You dare to come to my fifth brother to make trouble, you are really impatient-"
As soon as Shi Lei's murderous words came out, several generals with him immediately pulled out their waist knives and burned the pot, and the cold air suddenly hit people.
Zhang Kui was scared to death, but this kid suddenly blessed his heart, suddenly turned to Zhao Yunrang, and kowtowed: "Don't blame those who don't know, I don't know, uncle spare his life!" β
Zhao Yunrang really couldn't see this, and waved his hand: "Get out, I still have something to do here!" β
Zhang Kui is like Feng Lunyin, crawling and running out.
Shi Lei suddenly shouted: "Slow! β
Zhang Kui's body was stunned, and the hem of his clothes suddenly became a little wet.
Zhao Yunrang looked at Shi Lei in surprise.
Shi Lei sneered: "I said brother, what did you just say to buy, just let this kid buy it, I'm not familiar with it, right?" β
Before Zhao Yunrang could answer, Zhang Kui turned around and climbed to Zhao Yunrang's feet with lightning speed, raised his head and shouted: "The villain is willing to serve, the villain is willing to serve!" β
Bang bang bang, I really put in my strength, kowtowing to the dust.
"Okay!"
Zhao Yunrang nodded helplessly, killing people is not enough, besides, let Shi Lei buy it, it is definitely better to let Zhang Kui buy insurance.
After explaining what he needed to buy, Zhao Yunrang looked at Zhang Kui coldly: "Fair trading, no forced buying and selling, you know?" β
Zhang Kui nodded again and again, hugged his head and ran away.
Shi Lei looked at Zhang Kui's back and said stupidly: "Hmph, if it weren't for the family telling me to make less trouble, I would have killed him today!" β
Zhao Yunrang shook his head, who are these people, and it is estimated that people's lives are commonplace.
"Wait, teach you something fun!"
Shi Lei's eyes lit up and he nodded again and again.
It seems that Zhang Kui really wanted to save his life, and within an hour, all the things were bought, and the quantity was doubled.
He even brought a cargo owner to prove that he had indeed paid the money.
Zhao Yunrang nodded, it seems that this Zhang Kui is not so brainless.
Signaling Xiao Liuzi to give money, Zhang Kui shook his head and waved his hand.
Zhao Yunrang looked at this kid in surprise, was he scared by Shi Lei?
As a result, Zhang Kui was respectful: "Even if I apologize to Brother Liu, I don't need to give money, I'm here, you can tell me at any time if you have something!" β
As he spoke, he stepped aside and stood there in a proper manner, not squinting.
Zhao Yun let him laugh, he was really bold, and at this time, he still wanted to hug his thighs.
Well, for the sake of these things, let him stand aside.
While waiting for things, Zhao Yunrang had already asked Li Yue's uncle Liu Huisheng to clean up the pot.
This pot occupies a small area, the back is relatively spacious, and the fermentation is actually a row of black vats.
Zhao Yun asked people to take a few jars of wine from the pot, poured half a bowl, and stuck out his tongue to taste it: "Bah! β
This wine is also too light, basically the degree of beer, the taste of liquor, super unpleasant.
Liu Huisheng's face on the side turned red.
I found an open field, put a wooden retort on the pot rack I bought, and took out some fermented sake paste from the vat, and put it into the retort little by little.
After filling the lid, Zhao Yunrang looked at it, and it was estimated that the sealing problem could not be solved half of the time, so he simply took some linen cloth and drenched it, surrounded it, and added cold water to the top of the heavenly pot.
Zhao Yunrang sighed while operating, this Shinong industrial and commercial system is good, it seems that it needs an opportunity to start!
No, as soon as I came to the pot, the word "work" immediately shined, and what was displayed was actually a set of simple liquor distillation drawings.
However, no matter how simple it is, it is also high-tech in the Northern Song Dynasty!
The people around him were dumbfounded, especially Shi Lei, who knew absolutely everything about Zhao Yunrang, and knew that this was a master who was not diligent and did not distinguish between grains and grains.
But looking at this move, he looks like a craftsman.
Liu Huisheng secretly remembered Zhao Yunrang's steps, and his eyes were full of eagerness.
Li Yue'e's phoenix eyes were full of admiration.
Although the weather was already a little cold, Zhao Yunrang was already busy and sweating, but looking at this simple still, he was quite proud.
This thing is probably the first distiller in the Northern Song Dynasty, at least a century ahead.
"Alright, burn the fire!"
Zhao Yun gave an order, and the first to grab it turned out to be Li Yue.
The little girl took the flint and lit the fire very quickly.
As the temperature rises, the syrup in the pot quickly boils.
The linen cloth around the retort pot also emitted white steam, as if a large pot of steamed buns had been steamed.
The wine is steamy, pungent and mellow.
Liu Huisheng sniffled, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Zhao Yunrang, who was staring at the distiller intently.
In the cauldron above, the wine gas has gradually condensed, falling into the wine receiving vessel below, and flowing out through the wine trough with a hollow bamboo pole.
Zhao Yunrang waited for the wine to cool down for the first time, and added cooled well water again.
There are too many impurities in this wine, and it is poisonous, so it cannot be drunk, and the distillation formula of "pinching the head and removing the tail" is clearly written.
In the second pot, the clear wine flowed with a mellow aroma, and Zhao Yunrang reached out to take half a bowl and took a sip slightly.
Fortunately, there is a familiar feeling, although there is a slight taste because of the filtering, but at least around 30 degrees.
For this era, this is definitely the first high wine, the second pot head of the Northern Song Dynasty.
You must know that in the Water Margin, the wine that Wu Song drank at the Jingyanggang Hotel is known as three bowls of wine.
According to the proportion, three bowls of wine must be at least one and a half catties.
But Wu Song drank eighteen bowls, even if Wu Song was born with a wine barrel, the amount of two catties, the degree of the wine was definitely very low, at best it was more than ten degrees.
Li Yue'e's eyes were shining on the side, and Zhao Yunrang handed it to her casually: "Taste it!" β
Shi Lei on the side rolled his eyes: "Heavy color and light friends!" β
Zhao Yunrang didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?" β
Shi Lei blinked and shook his head, and directly touched an old bowl: "I want to drink!" β
Li Yue's little face was flushed, she put her lips to the edge of the bowl, and carefully took a sip: "Good wine!" β
"Uncle, uncle, try it!"
The shyness and reserve just now were swept away, and he was about to let Liu Huisheng take a sip while holding the bowl.
Liu Huisheng was old, took a bowl, and poured half a bowl from Li Yue'e's hand.
Only then did Li Yue'e realize that she had drunk a bowl of wine with Zhao Yunrang just now, and even her neck turned red in an instant.