Although Chen Er had set up a strong ambition, he said that he would make wine himself.

But I didn't know that the process of making wine was so tedious.

He found an old winemaker who was idle in the village.

The master explained to Chen Er for more than an hour, and then taught him to choose materials and make wine.

After a few hours, Chen Er's whole body was dizzy.

Although he had simply seen the method of brewing Fenjiu in "Qi Min's Technique", he also tossed for a long time before he figured out the main procedure.

After the master left, Chen Er dared to take a breath.

A few words with the fans.

"It's hard work to make sake, so don't waste it, whether it's eating or whatever."

Chen Er leaned against the edge of a large water tank half a person tall to breathe.

"The history of Fenjiu is very long, as early as more than 1,000 years ago, Fenjiu had the name Fenqing."

"In the Book of Northern Qi in the Twenty-four History, there is a record of such a sentence by Emperor Gao Zhan of Northern Qi Wu, 'The emperor is in Jinyang, and he said: 'I drink two cups of Fenqing, and persuade you to drink two cups in Ye'."

"This is also the first time that Fenjiu has left a name in history."

When Chen Er had rested enough, he stood up, clapped his hands and continued to make wine.

"The Fenjiu process recorded in "Qi Min Yaoshu" has a total of seven steps, which is similar to modern times. It's just that there was no distillation technology during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, so Fenjiu at that time still belonged to rice wine. ”

"Let's be lazy today, let's make it according to the old method and save some time."

Chen Er said that he was lazy, and the next time seemed to be full of energy.

It's good to finish all the first work before it gets dark.

This is followed by six fermentations and six feedings.

Chen Er carried the jar to the courtyard and buried it under an apricot tree, then covered it with straw and waited for it to ferment.

The master who taught him how to make wine came to talk to him with a smile on his face.

Chen Er suddenly sighed, "I haven't tasted this Fenjiu yet, and there is no comparison between this wine." The old master laughed, pointed at him and said, "You young people just can slip your head, if you want to taste it, just say it, what kind of bend?" ”

Then, with a wave of his hand, he took Chen Er to his own wine cellar.

Chen Er rubbed his hands excitedly and hurried to follow.

The master asked Chen Er to choose by himself.

Chen Er moved his nose to secretly distinguish the aroma of wine in the wine cellar, and then selected a black wine jar the size of a palm.

He picked up the small jar and put it in the palm of his hand, blew the ash on it, sniffed the aroma through the cork wrapped in red cloth, and then nodded contentedly.

"That's it!"

The old master glanced at him and said in surprise, "Your nose is a spirit, I have been storing this jar of wine for seven years, and I have not been willing to drink a drop." ”

Chen Er smiled, "The characteristic of Fenjiu is the saccharification starter made from barley and peas using 'a handful of grasping sorghum' as raw materials. So I just need to move my nose and smell which jar of wine has the strongest wheat aroma and the most sweet smell, then which jar is good wine! ”

The old master was very happy, "I didn't expect you to know this, okay, this jar of wine is for you." ”

Chen Er happily accepted the gift from the master.

The old master turned to leave, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to a large jar at his feet.

"Bring this with you!"

Chen Er hurriedly waved his hand, saying that he only needed one altar.

You can't be greedy.

He had just sniffed that there were at least a few jars of twenty-year-old wine hidden in the cellar.

The jar of wine that the master pointed to was one of them.

But he didn't dare to take it, twenty years of good wine, and it came from the craftsmanship of the master brewer, and it was already priceless.

For no reason, you can't accept such a big gift.

The old master reached out and knocked him on the head.

"Bring it and eat it at dinner!"

Chen Er reacted at this time, so he hurriedly bent down and picked up the jar of wine, and followed the master out of the cellar. When the two entered the living room, the master's son and daughter-in-law were preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Chen Er put down the wine jar and patted the ashes on his body, "I'll cook tonight." ”

The master's family thought that Chen Er was a guest and couldn't do it.

After several persuasions, they let him into the kitchen.

The dishes in the kitchen are relatively ordinary home cooking.

Chen Er picked up a tomato and flipped it in his hand, thinking about what to do.

The master's son came in and asked what he needed help with.

Chen Er thought about it sideways, and hurriedly opened his mouth and said, "Is there spring water for brewing?" ”

Good wine must have good springs, this is almost a law.

The Fenjiu in Xinghua Village is so famous, and the two springs here are also famous.

If you use such good water for cooking, the taste will be extraordinary.

After the spring water came, Chen Er began to cook.

Many leaves of apricot trees were folded from the yard, washed and spread in a steamer to steam rice.

Then I made a sake stuffed fish with Fenjiu and spring water.

and a few home-cooked side dishes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried pork with peppers, stir-fried anchovies, stir-fried bacon with lettuce, and mashed potatoes with green onions.

Finally, there is a soup that Chen Er learned from his college classmates.

Green pepper potato and peppercorn soup.

After all the dishes were served, the old master was surprised, "I can't see that you are still a cook, and you have such good skills!" ”

Chen Er smiled slightly, "Master, you haven't eaten yet, so you put a high hat on me." ”

The old master hurriedly said, "Look at this dish, I don't need to say that I know that this must be delicious!" ”

So everyone started to move chopsticks.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are the most beautiful in color.

The eggs are incomparably delicate goose yellow, not only do they not have any traces of scrambled burning, but they are also surprisingly tender, and they can be sandwiched in half immediately with a pair of chopsticks.

It's like a steamed egg just out of the pot.

The tomatoes are cut into evenly sized pieces and stir-fried in a hot pan to give them an intoxicating reddish red.

The red and yellow colors are stacked on top of each other, and the green onions that are sprinkled just out of the pot are appetizing.

Stir-fried bacon with lettuce is a representative of two types of extremely fresh.

The marinated bacon has a salty taste of wind and frost, and the lettuce is crisp and tender. The combination of two completely different ingredients has an indescribable beauty.

Lettuce is green and fragrant, the bacon is fat but not greasy, and thin is not stuffed with teeth.

Not to mention the plate of stir-fried pork with spicy aroma and umami of this meat.

Everyone had a great time eating.

Among them, the most amazing taste is the green pepper potato and pepper soup.

The soup has a mellow aroma of potatoes, light, refreshing and refreshing.

Along with the unique spicy flavor of green pepper and the slightly numb taste of Sichuan pepper, it swept the whole tongue together.

After a mouthful of soup, I only felt a slight numbness on the tip of my tongue, and then an endless refreshing aroma came to my nose.

It's fragrant and spicy, with a slight numb fragrance.

It's a wonderful taste.

Although Fenjiu is added to the wine-stuffed fish, because of the long simmering time, the taste of Fenjiu has disappeared, and only a faint aroma lingers on the fish.

The umami of the fish is accompanied by the slight astringency of Fenjiu and the intoxication of sweetness.

There was no food or wine at the dinner table.

Instead, when he was full, he carried the small jar of wine given by the master to an apricot grove at the back of the yard.

The forest was quiet, with no voices, only the occasional chirping of insects and birds.

Chen Er picked a tall apricot tree, stretched out his hand and turned over vigorously, and leaned firmly on the branch.

I looked up at the full moon overhead.

Pulled off the cork from the jar.

A faint aroma wafted out.

The aroma was very different from the wine that Chen Er had smelled before.

There is no pungency and pungent of other liquors, and there is no strong smell of alcohol.

It's not like wine, a sweet and greasy smell of rotten grapes.

The aroma emanating from the jar is very light, fluttering, and endless, and does not disperse for a long time, and does not fade.

The aroma has a hint of sweetness, soft and elegant.

It's like a jar of spirits shattered in an empty place, the aroma is overflowing, and then it gradually fades.

It not only gives people infinite reverie, but also has a long and continuous fragrance.

Just when Chen Er was intoxicated, a voice suddenly popped out of his brain.

The watermelon is not the eastmelon: "The willow tops on the moon, people are about after dusk!" ”

Riding a snail to run to the well-off: "It's a pity that Chen Laoshi is a single dog, and no one has an appointment with him." ”

Chen Er was almost frightened by these two guys who suddenly made a noise and fell from the tree.

"Can't you let me pretend to be a force and feel the influence of art?"

Chen Er raised his head and took a sip of wine, then leaned down comfortably on the branch.

"The anchor calls this, a round of the moon at the top, a single dog under the moon."

"Don't be modest, you keep chasing and watching the live broadcast every day, don't tell me, you will have a girlfriend this way."