From the beginning of rice washing and wheat washing, to the end of the whole process of winemaking, it takes at least seven or eight days, the most time-consuming of which is "fermentation", fortunately it is summer now, the fermentation time does not need to be too long, five or six days can be, and the rest of the processes such as squeezing, filtering, and boiling wine are simpler. ,

Therefore, Lin Xifeng is not in a hurry, and he is not in a hurry, just leave these things to Fu Zhong to deal with.

There are still some vacant rooms in the Lin Mansion, if they are squeezed, it will not be a problem to live in the eight of them, but Fu Zhong is reluctant to live in the Lin Mansion, saying that he is afraid of disturbing Lin Xifeng, and Lin Xifeng will not be forced to stay, and he also feels that it will be inconvenient to live in the mansion at once, especially Liu Lian'er will definitely not be used to it.

It's just that there is no inn in this big fart place in Xihu County, because all the locals here, there are few merchants who usually come and go, and opening an inn is obviously a loss-making business, so Fu Zhong and a few people can only travel to and from Hangzhou City in the morning and evening, and it is only more than two quarters of an hour to drive the carriage faster, and ten miles is not far away, and the carriage rented by Lin Xifeng will also give them a trip.

This day is August 15, the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival is strong to the peak, ten in the evening, the sky has not yet darkened, the West Lake has been lit up, out of nowhere many red lanterns will be hung on the shore of the West Lake, on the willow branches, in front of the house, abound, a peaceful and joyful atmosphere.

The painting boat in the West Lake is also floating on the lake, listening to Ye Tingling said, what kind of poetry will be held on the shore of the West Lake tonight, it is held by a wealthy businessman in Hangzhou, and many literati and artists in Hangzhou City will also come here to show their literary talents, and the location of the poetry meeting seems to be in the lake in a few painting boat boats and the pavilion by the lake.

The reason why the West Lake has today's grand occasion is due to Su Shi's contribution, when he was the governor of Hangzhou, the West Lake was still a scene of weeds and silting, he presented the chapter to the then emperor Song Zhezong to govern the West Lake, which changed the fate of the West Lake, and also wrote many poems praising the West Lake, so that the beautiful scenery of the West Lake spread from the poems, and became a place for the literati to watch in the radial direction.

And for this so-called poetry event, Lin Xifeng doesn't care, if he is free, accompany Liu Lian'er to see it, let him participate, he is not interested, at this time he is in the Lin Mansion to accompany Liu Lian'er to worship the moon......

Moon worship seems to have been a custom of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Song Dynasty, and many families would burn incense in the courtyard to worship the moon god and say their wishes for the year in order to be blessed.

Lin Xifeng didn't believe in this, but seeing the willow curtain clasping the burning incense in both hands, closing his eyes and praying sincerely at the full moon in the sky, he couldn't help but take a stick of incense and worship the moon with her, which had a bit of the meaning of worshipping the church and getting married.

"Xianggong, do you think our wish can come true?" Liu Lian'er opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Lin Xifeng.

"Needless to say! If we are so sincere, we will definitely be able to move the gods. He probably knew Liu Lian'er's wishes, it was nothing more than the hope that the two of them would be safe and happy in the future, which was naturally no problem, and with a smile, Lin Xifeng deliberately asked, "What kind of wish did you make?" ”

"Xianggong, it's not that the curtain won't tell you, it's just that this wish is inconvenient to say, and it won't work if you say it." Liu Curtain flashed her beautiful eyes and said very seriously.

"Uh-huh...... I understand, I understand......" Her cute appearance also made Lin Xifeng laugh, and nodded with a deep smile.

"Xianggong, let's go outside and have fun later! Now the West Lake must be lively! Liu Lian'er took the incense in Lin Xifeng's hand, and as she spoke, she jumped back to the main hall and inserted the incense in the incense burner.

"Of course, it's rare once a year, so naturally you have to go out and have fun." Lin Xifeng followed behind her and smiled, then turned into the side room, took out two mooncakes and gave them to Liu Lian'er, looking at her greedy appearance, the smile on Lin Xifeng's face grew unconsciously.

She is willing to let Liu Lian'er take this moon cake as a meal, but Lin Xifeng will not do this, eating too much food will not be too good for the body, so she can give her two or three months of cakes a day to relieve her hunger.

When the sky darkened, the noise by the West Lake was also boiling, Lin Xifeng could hear the laughter outside in the house, and Liu Xian'er picked up the hairpin in her hair in front of the dressing table, maybe she didn't pay much attention to these things, but this was bought by Lin Xifeng, and it was a treasure for her.

Although the night is thick, the moonlight is getting brighter and cleaner, the West Lake with colorful lights is like day, not only the lakeside, the red lanterns are also shaking on the Su Causeway and the white embankment, reflecting the pedestrians' faces flickering brightly and darkly, many people light the lanterns on the lakeside, fold the boat, and then carefully put it in the West Lake, spread out in all directions with the breeze, the whole West Lake water surface is rippling with the little glimmer of the lanterns, and want to compare with the stars.

When Lin Xifeng and Liu Lian'er came out of the mansion side by side, they saw this scene.

"Xianggong, you can also write a poem and fold it into a boat and put it in the lake!" Liu Lian'er walked beside Liu Lian'er, looked up and smiled.

Lin Xifeng heard this, but smiled, in fact, the paper boats in the lake are written with poems, when they flow through the shore, they will be picked up by others, if that person also likes this poem, and is interested in this poem, he will find the author with the signature of the poem on the paper boat, the same sex or can be called a brother, the opposite sex can even be married, of course, the premise is that the two talk happily and like-minded, this is the so-called poetry friends, the West Lake poetry club has also been held many times, but there are many precedents.

"What if my poems are favored by a young lady and she wants to join me?" Lin Xifeng joked with a smile.

"This ...... This...... It can't be that coincidental, right? Liu Lian'er hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said uncertainly.

"You can't say anything." Lin Xifeng smiled leisurely.

"If that's the case, the prime minister will take another concubine, and the curtain won't interfere." Liu Lian'er muttered quietly, but her expression and mouth were different, although in the Song Dynasty, it was common for men to take concubines, but out of thin air, there was one more person to serve her with a husband, and her heart couldn't help but be a little depressed.

"That's it, don't write it, don't write it." Seeing her like this, Lin Xifeng hurriedly waved his hand and turned the page over with a smile.

"It's okay, anyway, this grand occasion can't be seen a few times a year, and it's hard for us to come out to play once, so let's fold a boat!" Besides, where is such a coincidence! Liu Lian'er grabbed Lin Xifeng's sleeve and hurriedly persuaded.

Lin Xifeng thought for a while before nodding: "Okay then!" ”

Although he is not interested in the poetry meeting, but writing a poem to fold into a boat can be fun, and he should leave a memorial for this Mid-Autumn Festival, anyway, it will not be seen by many people, at most it will be picked up by someone who is destined to take a look, and even said, no one may pick it up, and finally swing into the bottom of the West Lake to rot and decay.

After saying this, Lin Xifeng pulled the willow curtain and walked towards the pavilion by the lake, where there was a young man in brocade clothes who specialized in selling rice paper.