Chapter 129: Preserved Chicken and Qingwu Wine
"Brother Mu Sen, what is this dry dish? Pan Wei walked out with the dishes and chopsticks, stared at the dish in the middle of the table, and asked Lin Musen.
"Well, it's a steamed pheasant I made. ”
Lin Musen was happy today, so he made a few more dishes, so it was enough for the three of them, plus Mu Mu to eat, and there was no need to add vegetables.
Among them, this dish that looks dry is really unrecognizable if you don't look closely, but it is actually a steamed dish made by Lin Musen with the preserved pheasant sent by the third uncle.
When it came out of the pot, Lin Musen tasted a piece, the meat of the chicken is very delicate, although there is some firewood, but the oil is very fresh and sweet, and the fragrance of the wax is also very strong, it is the best to use it for wine.
The steamed cured pheasant looks dry, but the color is still golden, and there is a steamed soup at the bottom of the plate. Before making it, Lin Musen soaked it in the pool water, and soaked it for several hours, and the fragrance was naturally very attractive.
These lap-mei are all made by the third uncle himself, and they are generally dried in the countryside, not baked.
For example, in the sunny and sunny weather, the whole pickled pheasant is marinated, tied to the chicken's feet with a firm and clean string, and the pheasant blank is hung in the sun, so that it can be put away for three days.
The dried preserved chicken should usually be hung in a dry and ventilated place, so that it can be stored for about two months.
Lin Musen also saw the cured pheasant hanging on the stove, there were a lot of cured rabbits, and he just remembered some of the dishes he had seen recently, so he made it at noon to try it, but he didn't expect two gluttonous cats to come.
However, there are many people, and the food is fragrant, and Lin Musen doesn't mind at all.
But Da Mumu is different, when he saw Pan Wei coming, he didn't look at him well, and he thought: You have to eat faster, otherwise you won't be able to add food if you have this pit goods. As for Lin Zhen, he was ignored by Da Mumu.
"Oh, roasted chicken, well, yes, it smells so good. Brother Mu Sen, is the wine boiling, you see I even found your wine glass, hehe, come, come, sit and sit. Pan Wei took his eyes off the dishes on the table, put the dishes and chopsticks, picked up the wine glass and greeted Lin Musen like a master.
"It's on, come, I'll pour it on. Lin Musen picked up the wine bottle and prepared to open the lid to help Lin Zhen pour it.
Lin Zhen glanced at Lin Musen embarrassedly, and kicked Pan Wei when Lin Musen was not paying attention, asking him to pay attention.
Pan Wei smiled, handed over the wine glass, and began to restrain a little, of course, he still looked very grinning, but his attitude was slightly better than just now, and he pretended to be well-behaved, which made people laugh a little.
Qingwu wine is a famous wine in Xijiang Province, and today Pan Weidai is one of the medicinal wines in Qingwu wine, after all, so many medicinal materials are added to it.
Deep mountain springs, rural valleys, one season of rice, two songs of sweetness, deep alleys and beautiful passers-by.
Morning dew, sunset clouds, rainbow bridge, leisure reading, life is just a pot of wine.
This is a poem that Lin Musen remembers, and the wine here is Qingwu wine!
It can be seen that the evaluation is still good, but Lin Musen has never tried Qingwu wine, and today is the first time, he still rarely drinks it in his hometown, and he ...... it outside
The boss Zhao Yuan is a good drinker, Lin Musen has drunk a lot of wine with him since he met him, and there are always some large and small dinners, beer, white, and red.
Drinking with men in the north, often the kind that sacrifices their lives to accompany the gentleman, don't drink? You look down on me? Then drink, I'm afraid of hanging, the big deal is to vomit, drunk, (it's not recommended to fight hard with people who are good at drinking, the consequences? You know!) Lin Musen's amount of alcohol is naturally not bad, but he is not good at that.
Maybe without that environment, without familiar people, this wine is naturally undrinkable, and one of the biggest loneliness in life is not to drink alone?
Think about it, if you have a confidant and friend, drink with yourself, chat for days, brag, complain about grievances, and then get drunk and rest, you are very moved to think about it, and you feel sorry for yourself if you don't drink some wine.
Back on the table, Lin Musen had just looked at the box Pan Wei had given him.
The packaging of Qingwu wine is not very exquisite, but at a glance, you can see that it is very old, it is well preserved, it looks very simple, and the bottle inside is also very characteristic after being opened.
The bottle is made of white porcelain, the body is like a tower, white as jade, generous and beautiful, quite feeling.
Lin Musen looked at the bottom of the bottle, it was made in 2000, but it was really more than ten years old.
The lid was opened, and a dusty wine fragrance gradually emanated, and a pure rice fragrance made Lin Musen feel good for a while.
The color of the wine is golden with a hint of emerald green, clear and transparent, very textured and shiny, and the aroma is more intense.
After all the wine was poured, the lunch officially began, and since there was wine, naturally no one ate first.
This made Da Mumu feel a lot more relieved, and began to eat it in a big gulp, Lin Musen also specially gave it a chicken head, a chicken leg, it ate very satisfied, very happy, it is estimated that if Pan Wei is not there, it will be happier and more satisfied, it saw Pan Wei eat the most yesterday~
Lin Musen and Pan Wei lightly touched the glass, and began to taste the Qingwu wine.
"Hi~"
The degree of this wine should be forty or fifty degrees, as soon as the wine is imported, its taste is still sweet, warm and long after the mouth, the taste is also relatively mellow and refreshing, and other liquor spicy, stimulating There is a certain difference, although there is also a spicy aftertaste, but it is a good liquor that Lin Musen has drunk.
Lin Musen and Pan Wei touched glasses, drank Qingwu wine cup by cup, ate steamed chicken, and didn't feel too good, the two looked like they hated each other, which made Lin Zhen feel that wine was really a magical thing, and it was not a wrong gift.
However, Lin Zhen took a sip and stopped drinking, eating the dishes made by Lin Musen, squinting and enjoying it, after all, where is the degree of Qingwu wine, it is still a little reluctant for a woman to drink it.
"This wine is really good, it's worthy of my promise to this, and I promised that to get it from my old man, it seems that I have to find a way to get the other two bottles, of course, good wine has to be accompanied by good dishes made by Brother Mu Sen." ”
Pan Wei and Lin Musen drank round by round, and in their hearts they were worried that there were two bottles of Qingwu wine left at home, which were his Lao Tzu's treasures, and this time it was only given to him if Pan Wei knew how to help, otherwise where would he be willing to do it.
At this time, Mayor Pan, who was in the town, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, which was similar to the feeling when Pan Wei was always causing trouble before, and it was also this similar, bad feeling.
But he thought about it again, Pan Wei's kid has been quite worry-free since he got married in the past few years, but he has been married for several years, and Pan Wei's daughter-in-law's belly has not even moved, but he and Pan Wei are anxious, their family is such a child as Pan Wei.
Parents are always like this, when the child is older, he starts to worry about finding a partner, and when the child gets married, he starts to worry about the child's affairs.