043 Burning liquor
It seems that Chunyang regards oil refining and alchemy as the same thing.
Zhao Xiang stopped and turned around and said: "The refining method is actually very simple, the problem lies in crude oil, this thing is not something I can get if I want to." β
"I can't find this crude oil in the Great Song Realm?"
"Of course, but ...... Dao Chief, don't think about it for the time being, this is a big project, bigger than the project of Qin Shi Huang casting twelve golden people, so we still drink more realistically, I have good wine and good meat......"
The wine is indeed a good wine, Wuliangye, Zhao Xiang tun the whole room. He was reluctant to buy vintage wine, it was all wine within five years, cheaper, anyway, it was impossible to drink it in a few years, and it would be aged after a long time.
Zhao Xiang prepared all the special snacks in southern Fujian, such as Hongse chicken feet, sauce duck tongue, a garlic duck, and a few sauce pig's trotters, of course, they are not spicy. Serve on a plate and put it on the table with a few home-cooked dishes stir-fried by Zhao Di.
Zhang Wen's saliva was about to flow out a long time ago, and he pointed to the duck's tongue and asked, "Sir, what is this, it looks so strange." β
"Duck tongue."
"Duck tongue?!" Chunyang once again followed Zhang Wen and made a fuss. He had heard that in the past, the wealthy people in Bianliang City had eaten "dragon whiskers", and one pot was worth twenty yuan, because it took thousands of beards of the Yellow River carp to make a plate. Although this duck tongue is not so extravagant, a duck only has one duck tongue, and this plate will cost one or two hundred ducks......
"Don't make such a fuss, okay. It's a little more expensive than duck, but it's not that expensive. Just like someone likes to eat chicken butts, a chicken only has one chicken butt. The difference is that most people will ask the boss to cut off the butt when they buy chicken, so the price is not expensive. If everyone in the world has this kind of habit, a chicken butt is estimated to be worth the price of half a chicken. β
Zhang Wen laughed: "Mr. doesn't know, Uncle He likes to eat chicken butts the most, and Brother Hei Niu also likes it, but he will keep it for his father." In the past, I went with him to the mountains to hunt pheasants, and after roasting, I had to cut them down and wrap them in bamboo leaves and bring them back. β
For this habit, Zhao Xiang is not ready to evaluate, after all, everyone has different tastes, and there are no advantages or disadvantages. It's like the pig's intestine in his hometown, ten years ago, a whole pair only cost three yuan, the same as pig lungs, and now? The price is much more expensive than outside, and the reason is that "home-raised pigs are better".
Zhao Di served a meal to everyone, everyone moved, and everyone loved the sweet lo-mei in southern Fujian. Zhang Wen took a piece of pork knuckle and bit it with oil, and he couldn't wait to chew all the bones.
Chunyang ate two bowls of rice before asking, "If you can get phoenix tails, get some next time, it's best to have this flavor." The chopsticks pointed to the garlic duck.
"Phoenix tail?" Zhao Xiang reacted immediately: "Oh...... It turns out that the Taoist is also good at this bite, next time I ask to see, if I can get it, I will get you a large plate. β
Chunyang nodded with satisfaction: "What about the wine?" β
The wine is on the wine shelf, and of course, there is no outer packaging. took two small goblets for drinking liquor, and before they opened the wine, Chunyang was disgusted: "It's not a banquet guest, there's no need to use this kind of cup to put on a showcase, Zhaodi, you bring me a bowl." β
"Dao Chief, this wine is not water, this is 52 degrees of liquor......" Zhao Xiang sneered.
"Then pour a bowl and try it first."
Zhao Xiang said: "You may not have any concept of degrees, let me show you." As he spoke, he poured a glass into the white wine glass, took out a lighter, and lit it.
The light blue flame danced lightly on the surface of the wine, and with a "ah" sound, the elbow in Zhang Wen's hand fell off.
Chunyang's long beard twitched obviously, but he still forced his composure: "This wine ...... It's a bit strange. β
For this kind of person who pretends to be X to the end, no matter how old he is, Zhao Xiang can only return a wide angle of white eyes.
What kind of wind did this old Taoist priest smoke today, could it be that he has gone crazy in his cultivation recently, and suddenly wants to drink liquor, and he also offers to eat chicken butts...... Fortunately, he can pretend to be profound as always, indicating that even if he goes crazy, he is not deep, and there is still salvation, maybe it would be good to drink some liquor to activate his blood.
So he decisively poured liquor into the old bowl.
The frosted glass bottle was slanted, and the clear and transparent liquor gurgled into the bowl, and the old-fashioned white beard couldn't help but twitch again.
Zhao Xiang poured the wine until it was nine points full, then stopped, picked up the burning wine glass, and said, "Popularize it for you." All alcohol can be intoxicating because it contains alcohol, and my hometown uses how many degrees it means how much alcohol it contains. For example, when I said that this wine is 52 degrees, it means that there is 50% alcohol in this glass. The higher the alcohol content, the stronger the wine, and 52 degrees is already a very strong wine. β
"Sir, this glass of wine has been burning for so long, it shouldn't be 52 degrees, right?" Zhao Di asked.
βBINGOοΌ Zhao Di, your IQ is one hundred and two, to say the least. Indeed, because of burning, the degree of this glass of wine is less, the alcohol is volatile, that is, it is easy to disperse, you pour it out and let it go for a while, the alcohol will disperse into the air by itself, and the degree will also decrease, which is why the wine will become weak or even sour if it is not sealed. β
"Oh......" The two siblings nodded at the same time.
Zhao Xiang looked at Chunyang again: "Dao Chief, this wine ...... You take a sip ......"
Chunyang glanced at him: "How many degrees of alcohol did you give to save people?" β
"It's medical alcohol, 75 degrees...... You're not going to drink it, are you? The ...... that can't be drunk."
"How can I not drink? The old way is driven by internal force, and the effect is good, and this 52 degrees is more pleasant to think about. β
Zhao Xiang silently picked up the small wine glass and saluted: "You old cow X!" I'll do it first, feel free to do it! "No wonder it was suddenly abnormal, it turned out to be secretly drinking medical alcohol......
Lao Dao picked up the bowl and took a sip, took a sip of it in his mouth, closed his eyes and tasted it, and said with a grunt: "This wine is much better." β
The two siblings were specially allowed to drink Coke. Zhao Xiang's control over drinks is still relatively strict, children should not drink more Coke, but the two sisters and brothers are infinitely obsessed with it after drinking it a few times. Zhao Xiang stuffed a bunch of fruits in the refrigerator, so that Zhao Di had nothing to squeeze some fresh juice to drink, but obviously the two siblings were not interested in juice. So for the sake of their growth, Zhao Xiang could only list carbonated drinks as controlled items, and he was not allowed to drink even one sip without his approval.
The 2.5-liter Pepsi is the largest bottle of Coke that Zhao Xiang can buy. After Zhang Wen got the approval, he went straight to the storage room and brought a bottle out. One person took a big cup and took a sip first, and then Zhang Wen hiccuped for a long time, Zhao Di was afraid of affecting her image, so she drew the upward gas out of her nose, and the gas stimulated the sinuses and tear glands, and she was full of tears.