"Why do you want other people's recipes? Nowadays, every family has its own good wine, why don't you have it at home? Zhao Tuo was curious.

Now it's true, there is a famous wine in the palace, and the harem lady has a famous wine.

The royal relatives all have famous wine.

For example, Empress Gao's mother's fragrant spring wine, Empress Cao's mother's Yingyu wine, Empress Liu's mother's Yaochi and the like.

"Yes, it's just not very good." Zhuang Jiaojiao said.

"Oh? What is it called? Have you ever brought it? Zhao Tuo was interested.

"Speaking of this wine, I still named it." Zhuang Jiaojiao also smiled.

In fact, the wine at this time is not strong, and more than 20 degrees is considered a high number.

Generally, it is more than ten degrees.

If it's rice wine, it's not even a dozen degrees.

The wine of Zhuang Jiaojiao's family is grain wine, which is not very good. It's just that each brewing method is different, and there are subtle differences in taste.

The wine of Zhuang Jiaojiao's family, to be precise, is grain wine. Sorghum is dominant.

It's fragrant, but it's not that tasty.

The color is a little pretty, the reddish kind.

A deep amber wine, to be exact.

Therefore, Zhuang Jiaojiao, who was still seven or eight years old at that time, said that it was called amber.

Zhuang Shouye doted on his daughter and immediately agreed.

After all, today's winemaking technology is backward, so the wine is far less clear than that of later generations, and even different from the density of water.

Today's wine is much more turbid, but the wine of Zhuang Jiaojiao's family is relatively beautiful.

When she followed Mrs. Sun to other homes, she even saw the kind of yellow bula, not the yellow of rice wine, but the yellow of grain, it was really yellow soup.

Zhuang Jiaojiao has always suspected that there is a sentence in later generations that scolds people who drink alcohol, saying Where did you go to pour yellow soup again, I'm afraid that this yellow soup will not come from here?

When I arrived at the Jin Palace, the wine in the Jin Palace's Mansion was much better. The power is also a little higher.

Zhuang Jiaojiao asked someone to bring a jar, and simply warmed wine in the pavilion.

Mochizuki knew the habits of his eldest lady, so he directly brought two celadon cups to fill this wine.

Otherwise, the dark porcelain will not be able to see the benefits of this wine.

Sure enough, when the warm wine was poured out, Zhao Tuo praised: "The color is very good." ”

"And you taste? But I'm in a hurry, I'll drink it later. If you drink on an empty stomach, you will get drunk. Zhuang Jiaojiao said.

Zhao Tuo took a sip, which was not as good as the one in the palace.

But it's okay too.

Soon, the stove for the barbecue was ready, and the processed venison and lamb were also brought in.

There are not only barbecued meat, but also seven or eight dishes such as stewed tofu in casserole soup.

Yuanjin started to barbecue, and Zhao Tuo and Zhuang Jiaojiao drank wine and talked.

From time to time, I look at the scenery outside, and I am in a great mood.

"This venison is not firewood to eat, and it takes a lot of work to come to the cook." Zhuang Jiaojiao said.

"Why don't you say it's my hard work? Specially called tender meat. Zhao Tuo snorted.

"Really? I haven't eaten much of this either, in previous years at home, occasionally. If you eat less, you can't tell the difference, and you are willing to be a good cook. But I didn't know it was Rokuro's wonderful heart. Zhuang Jiaojiao slid it.

Then he served him vegetables: "Rokuro eats more." ”

Another soup: "But you don't have to drink too much wine, it's good to drink more soup." ”

Zhao Tuo nodded, and sure enough, he drank the soup.

He hadn't felt that way before.

Daddy doesn't hurt, but my mother died early.

Most of the people who persuaded him to eat and drink were Mama Zhang, or other slaves.

It's different after all, even if he is older and has a room, he will be persuaded to eat and drink.

But they are all cautious, and they will not be so direct and self-assertive in everything.

At this time, Zhao Tuo didn't think about it so much, and simply enjoyed this feeling.

Anyway, it's reassuring.

The snow is getting lighter.

They had finally run out of lunch, and neither of them had much to drink. It's just slightly drunk.

While he was warm, he went back to the house.

The people below are good at cleaning up and clearing the snow.

Today, Zhuang Jiaojiao naturally won't go back to the banker's house to participate in the family banquet. However, I knew that today's dealer gathering, so I asked someone to send a few jars of wine, as well as a basket of winter crabs, after eating this time, this year is almost out of season.

After all, eating this now can only follow the season, and there will be no more when it is late.

Unlike the afterlife, it can be eaten all year round.

The dealer was lively, and the old lady was very happy when she looked at the juniors below.

Hearing that it was Zhuang Jiaojiao who asked someone to bring wine and crabs, the old lady was even more happy: "Hurry up and ask the kitchen to make it!" ”

Naturally, Zhuang Zhiwei and Zhuang Zhaowan also sent it.

Zhuang Zhiwei sent wine and sheep, a whole sheep.

Zhuang Zhaowan sent venison and pastries from Xinghualou.

The old lady seemed to be happy, and Mrs. Sun also had a light on her face.

In previous years, when I went to Zhuang Shouzhong's house, Mrs. Zhao always looked high. She gave birth to a daughter and two sons, both of whom are well married.

The eldest daughter was married to the youngest son of the Earl of Yong'an.

This is considered to be the highest rank, so this lady Zhao is getting higher and higher.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Shouye's three daughters were two highly married.

Let's not talk about Zhuang Jiaojiao's entry into the royal door, Zhao Liulang is the nephew of the official family.

Let's just say that Zhuang Zhaowan is the eldest son of Zhengqing of the Fourth Rank Sect, which is much stronger than the young son of the nominal Earl's Mansion.

Although Mrs. Sun has no intention of arguing with this concubine across the door, she inevitably feels that her waist is stiff.

Zhuang Shouye is ignorant and unconscious, anyway, he is a kind and benevolent person.

The family is also happy.

And Mrs. Zhao is really much kinder this year.

The family and He Meimei held this family banquet.

On the third day after the fireplace, in the garden of the second room of the Jin Palace, the Zhang family launched.

Lang Zhong originally said that the beginning of the lunar month or the end of November is not too early.

It's normal.

The second room was nervous, and when the prince heard the news, he naturally listened to it.

However, if a concubine gives birth to a child, the princess will not come.

Just send a message and tell people to be ready, and take whatever they need.

This is also because of the lack of children, otherwise the princess should not have said this.

I started waiting in the morning, and even Erlang-kun came back early.

In the afternoon, I was finally going to give birth. It was almost dusk when the news finally came.

The people in the second room heard the child's crying, and Mrs. Wu became excited: "How is it?" Is it a brother? ”

Wen Po, who came out to report the good news, was cautious: "Congratulations to Erlangjun, congratulations to the eldest lady, she is a sister, and the mother and daughter are safe." ”

Wu's face instantly pulled down.

Although Erlangjun was not so obvious, he was obviously not interested: "Reward." I still have something to do, so I'll get busy first. ”

Zhang was not a woman he loved very much, but he was only pampered because she was pregnant.

Since it was not a son, he was not interested at all.

Poor Zhang's confession has been in the past few months, and he doesn't care anymore.

It was spread everywhere and gave birth to a sister.

According to the order of the house, now it is called the third sister. Later, the name was changed to something else.

King Jin didn't say anything, but the disappointment was palpable.