I saw an acquaintance in the crowd, Zheng Changshi, who I hadn't seen for a long time, and he should be called Zheng Yushi now. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Yuan Day's "Sealing Ceremony" Wang Shichong made him a doctor of imperial history, a high-ranking official from the third grade. It's just that I don't know that on the first day after this festival, these people are not in the yamen, so what kind of excitement do they come to this country to join?

When he walked to Zheng Yushi, he asked him about the origin.

Zheng Yushi smiled bitterly: "You don't know anything about ...... following"

It turned out that what Wang Shichong said on the bridge on the first day really did it. Early in the morning of the second day of junior high school, he asked the officials of the Taiwei Mansion that his subordinates had collected to go to work. Wang Shichong monopolized the government affairs, and no matter how big or small, he had to pass through the Taiwei Mansion; This directly led to the fact that Luoyang's Taiwan, provincial, superintendent, and administrative offices had nothing to do.

Wang Shichong also set up three signs outside the gate of the Taiwei Mansion, one of which beckoned brave generals who were brave and wise and could take the lead in the charge; A brand recruits literati with literary talents and are good at handling government affairs; A sign beckons people who have been wronged and are depressed to speak.

Nowadays, hundreds of people write books every day, and Wang Shichong personally receives them, personally approves the documents, and expresses his condolences. It can really be said that everything is too big and small, everything must be done personally, and he has a face of diligence and love for the people.

Wang Mai shook his head, this Wang Shichong's drama is too much, as the actual supreme authority in Luoyang, if you have to ask about everything, this is not a good thing. Later generations of management have said that the best leader is not a model worker who takes the lead in work, but to let his employees play the greatest work efficiency. This Wang Shichong just committed the taboo of the leader, which is really insufficient and conspiracy!

"That means you have ...... time Well...... Is it sufficient? Wang Mai adjusted his words, "Why did they all come to this country?" ”

"Following your first career, there must be a lot of news that you don't know." Zheng Yushi said, "Just because of your words, the dozen or so Confucians who were under house arrest at that time split into two factions. This matter had long been spread among the scholars of Luoyang, and the officials of the Manchu Dynasty knew about it. Confucius invited more than a dozen Confucian scholars to discuss this matter today and decide what method of debate should be formulated. This matter is related to the authenticity of Confucianism, and it coincides with the fact that those of us have nothing to do, and everyone wants to participate in it. ”

"Then aren't you afraid that Captain Wang will pursue you for leaving your post without permission?" Wang Mai asked again.

Zheng Yushi sighed: "We all came to Guozijian to study books, but I'm afraid that it is too late for Wang Taiwei to be happy, so what is the blame." ”

"I see." Unexpectedly, his nonsense that day actually caused an academic discussion, these people are also idle and boring, one by one they are all hollowed out, and they still want to follow Lao Kong and Lao Xu and them to get light, but the East is not bright or the West is not bright.

The hustle and bustle of Guozijian lasted until February, and Wang Mai also ushered in his third recess.

Early in the morning, Wang Mai, who had not yet opened his eyes, was woken up by Song Laosan.

"What's the hurry, I'm finally taking a vacation." Wang Mai reluctantly followed him out of the door.

"I've been looking at it for several days, and there are no bubbles in those jars, so I opened a seal and looked at it, and the situation is similar to what you said, and the wine will be out today." Song Laosan said excitedly.

The two of them rode for more than half an hour before they came to a courtyard that looked a little dilapidated. In order to brew the kind of liquor that Wang Mai said, Song Laosan specially bought a secluded courtyard in Beishi, and specially found a trustworthy former military robe to take care of it.

Song Laosan originally belonged to the garrison of the eastern capital, after the Xiaoguo rebellion killed Yang Guang, Yang Tong ascended the throne in Luoyang, and then the Luoyang soldiers were classified as the Son of Heaven's guards, called the Right Tun Army, responsible for the garrison of Luoyang City and the Imperial City on weekdays, and was regarded as the Praetorian Guard of the Son of Heaven. It didn't take long for Wang Shichong to mutiny, so he split this unit, leaving only the following small number of people to retain the number of the unit, and the rest of the incorporation and dismissal.

These people in the courtyard were the subordinates of Song Laosan in the past, and they were all forbidden soldiers who were dismissed because of old age. After these people were driven out of the army by Wang Shichong, they had no income, so they could only do some hard work at the wharf by the Luoshui all day long, starving and satisfying. This time Song Laosan contacted them again, these people came without saying a word, they understood Song Laosan's temperament, and knew that Lao Song would not treat him badly.

Song Laosan said, don't look at some of these people's hair is gray, but most of them are veterans who have been to the Goguryeo battlefield three times, and those who can come back alive are all elite soldiers in a hundred battles.

It doesn't matter if the elite soldiers are good or not, and Wang Mai has no intention of rebelling, the main thing is that these people can be relied on. Don't be like the last coal stove, you worked for most of the day and made wedding dresses for others. He wasn't worried about the blacksmith passing on the fractionator, which was only one part of the wine-making process, and everything in the yard was the heart of the whole process.

The veteran took out a jar and put it in front of Wang Mai, opened the seal, and a pungent smell came out. Wang Mai covered his nose and looked at the liquid in the jar, and nodded with satisfaction: "The fermentation is good, and it can already start." ”

"Our brothers all took turns to keep vigil, and according to the instructions of the son, they kept taking care of the coal stoves in the house for twelve hours, and the temperature in the house was always maintained in the hot and humid summer weather." The veteran patted his chest and said.

"That's good, but you have to pay attention, now that spring is coming, the weather will get warmer and warmer, and the number of coal stoves should be appropriately reduced, and you can't overheat it, you know?" Wang Mai admonished.

Medium. We made a note of it. ”

"What do you call you, uncle?"

"What's your name, uncle, don't torture us, just call me Lao Huang." The veteran rubbed his hands together and said.

"Lao Huang." Wang Mai wrote it down, but a mouthful of yellow teeth was yellow enough.

"Wheat, why does it have to be so hot in this house?" Song Laosan has been wondering about this question, and today he finally couldn't help but ask it.

"If grain wants to be turned into wine, it needs to be fermented, and fermentation is microorganisms...... Forehead...... You can think of it as invisible little bugs that break down the starch in grain into alcohol. Wang Mai said in as concise and concise language as possible.

"What? This jar is full of small bugs? Song Laosan and a few veterans stared at the jar with cow-like eyes for a long time, and they didn't find where the little insects were.

"Oh, it's all said that it's invisible little insects," Wang Mai said helplessly, "Controlling the temperature is to let these little insects speed up the reproduction, and also speed up the fermentation." Just like a piece of meat, it won't spoil if it's left outdoors in winter, but it won't go bad in summer and it will rot quickly. This is because the weather is too cold in winter, and the small insects on the meat are afraid of the cold and do not reproduce, and they reproduce fast when it is hot. ”

"Childe is really knowledgeable, and these ordinary things can tell the truth." Lao Huang and the others looked at Wang Mai with reverence in their eyes.

"Since these little insects are too small to see, how do you know?" Song Laosan asked curiously.

"There's a tool that magnifies your eyes, called a microscope, and you can see through it." Wang Mai explained helplessly.

"Can you zoom in on your eyes?" A few people opened their mouths wide again, isn't this boy talking about an immortal magic weapon?

"Where is this kind of treasure?" Song Laosan's eyes lit up, "Let's get some to sell, we will definitely make a lot of money." ”

"Where are there so many questions? Winemaking! Wang Mai decided not to discuss scientific knowledge with these people in the future, and one by one they got into the eyes of money. The microscope is such a high-precision instrument that is so easy to make, and the glass required alone is very demanding, and now there is no technology to make glass, let alone the precision curvature required for grinding lenses.

Several people poured the fermented liquid from the jar into the cauldron, covered the pot with the fractionator, set fire to the stove, and put the good dry wood on it, and in a short time a raging flame was ignited.

"Keep it hot, and don't forget to add firewood." Wang Mai instructed.

After about a quarter of an hour, a faint mist gradually rose around the lid. After a while, the fog grew bigger and bigger, and the familiar smell of wine wafted in the courtyard.

Wang Mai nodded, it was this taste, when I was a child, my neighbor's house made wine, and the whole alley could smell it.

Song Laosan also smelled this refreshing fragrance and took a big sip greedily.

"Tick ......" Everyone's eyes were fixed on the long cooling pipe, and a drop of bright wine flowed out of the copper pipe and dripped into the jar below.

It was done, and Wang Mai breathed a sigh of relief. When I was a child, I only saw how my neighbors made wine, but I never tried it, and I never knew the bottom of my heart. Now that the wine has come out, it can be regarded as worthy of everyone's busyness in the past month. The dripping drips faster and faster until it becomes a thin stream of water.

Seeing that the liquid level in the altar was rising higher and higher, Song Laosan couldn't wait to take the bowl and scoop half a bowl to his mouth.

......As soon as the wine syrup was entered, Song Laosan squirted out, "Why is this wine so strong?" ”

Wang Mai took the wine bowl in his hand and took a sip, a familiar taste. He handed it to Lao Huang, who was looking at him again: "One person has a small sip, and you are not allowed to drink too much." ”

Lao Huang agreed, carefully picked up the bowl and poured a small sip, covered his mouth to prevent his wine from squirting, and swallowed it vigorously for a long time.

"What's going on?" Several veterans next to him all looked at him blankly. Why is this expression after drinking, is it delicious or unpleasant?

"Good wine!" After a long time, Lao Huang took a big breath, "When you drink it, it's like a needle prick, and your chest is like a fire, this is simply fairy brew." ”

After listening to this, several people couldn't wait to take turns to drink a bowl of wine. At the beginning, his expression was the same as Lao Huang's, his face was flushed, and he was full of praise after that.

Song Laosan smashed his mouth, he spit out the small sip just now, but he didn't enjoy it, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to scoop another bowl.

"Wait!" Wang Mai grabbed him.