Jingzhou.

Bo's second room.

The second lady Jiang came to Bo Xinyue's residence Ginkgo House as usual, and all the servants were withdrawn, leaving only the mother and daughter to stay in the house and whisper.

"Xinyue, I heard that you have been tinkering with something lately. Rice flowers? What is it? ”

Jiang rarely asked about her husband's business, and many times she couldn't figure out what this daughter was doing.

Bo Xinyue took her hand and put it on her knee: "Mother, Daohuaxiang is an improvement made by my daughter after visiting the three wineries in Wuling County that are responsible for supplying wine to more than ten wineries in Jingxi, and tasting the taste of each wine brewed by the winemakers. ”

Every time she talked about business, she was full of interest: "Before, we thought that Wuling County was a bad place, but in fact, it was not. During the visit, my daughter found that Wuling is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and one side is close to water, and the climate is the most suitable for winemaking. ”

"But before, my father was dedicated to imitating the autumn fragrance produced by Jinchuntang, and the autumn fragrance is characterized by elegance and delicacy, soft and mellow in the mouth, and a long aftertaste. It's not that it's bad, it's that it's too difficult to imitate. The process is cumbersome, the skill requirements are high, and the brewing cost is large, our wine shop is actually insufficient support, and can only seek its resemblance without charm, and the guests eat the wrong taste, and our business is naturally not good. ”

She also began to study the science of wine after she took over, and she didn't know much about it, but she was a little smart, that is, she believed enough in the skills of the people under her hands, humbly asked for advice, and used people without suspicion.

"That," Jiang was confused.

"The wine of Daohuaxiang was discussed between my daughter and Master Huang, and the raw materials are wheat, sorghum, rice, glutinous rice, and corn, which are five kinds of grains, and the ingredients are continued, mixed and steamed and burned, and the specific daughter does not understand, but in this way, it not only improves the taste of the wine produced by the winery, but also saves costs."

"Because the new wine is fragrant, soft and sweet, slightly sweet in the mouth, and long in the mouth, my daughter named it Rice Flower Fragrance."

The name is catchy, and the price of the wine is also low, and the people of Pingtou can come to drink from time to time for a pound or two of a catty, which is directly separated from the audience of Qiu Ruixiang.

It's actually very smart not to have to grab the head and blood with the other party, because Qiu Ruixiang of Jinchun Hall has become famous in Jingzhou.

The most significant change is that the business of several liquor shops, which were originally half-dead, has improved a lot after the launch of Daohuaxiang at the beginning of this year, among which Bo Xinyue has contributed a lot.

Her idea is that this year's rice flower fragrance can start the reputation of the Bo family's "Dayjin Hall", and next year she can continue to develop new wines, and this time she can develop the types that some official eunuchs love to drink, and shape the reputation.

Jiang didn't know what to say and smiled, anyway, the purpose of her coming today was not to praise Bo Xinyue.

"Xinyue, your father said, it's not good for a girl to always show up outside, so let your brother accompany you to the shop every time."

"Mother, my daughter takes the family and the maid out every time."

Bo Xinyue frowned as if she had guessed what her mother was going to say, reluctantly.

I don't know when it started, every time it was handed over to her, it was an industry that several brothers couldn't look down on, and it was half-dead. When she is a little saved, she will be taken back by her father again, or her mother will come to persuade her daughter's family not to show her face, and let her brother follow her and do things in her brother's name.

"Crescent, obedient." Jiang patiently coaxed her, "It's not that I'm biased with your father, it's just that there are some things that the girl's family doesn't do too much, and it affects you." Besides, you like to do these business things, and your brother wants you to do it for him! Your father has always wanted to recruit a son-in-law for you in the future, so he asked you to stay in the Bo family, what is not left for you two in our family in the future? ”

Bo Xinyue also wanted to say, since she was planning to recruit her a son-in-law, why did she still use the four words of showing up to press her?

But looking at Jiang's face, she swallowed it in the end.

In spring and March, on the edge of the Li River, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

On the Shangsi Festival, young men and women gather on the edge of the Li River to swim in spring, some set up pavilions for people to sing the water, and there are also Mr. Shuyuan to organize students to bathe by the water, all the way to sing "Nine Songs".

Even if he has to invite four shopkeepers to a banquet tomorrow, he can't stop Mo Jingchun from getting up early this morning to prepare a stall of seasonal snacks.

Wearing a hat to shade the sun, two bamboo baskets are placed in front of him, one side is the flower fried, black rice ball, the other side is a neatly folded clean small bowl and a large wooden barrel covered tightly, open a look, a fragrant fragrance of flowers comes to the face.

Looking around, there are many people who set up stalls by the Li River like her, all selling black rice and flower tea here.

She is confident that her business will be better, and the secret is in this flower pan.

The men and women of You Chun, passing by her stall, are always attracted by those white and fat glutinous dumplings, not to blame them for being gluttonous, but they are too delicate.

There are three flavors of flower frying she prepares, peach blossom, plum blossom, and gardenia.

To make flower decoction, first of all, the glutinous rice flour should be mixed into a ball, kneaded into a small agent, flattened and then put into a pot to fry thoroughly.

Then put the prepared petals in shape and fry them slightly.

Mo Jingchun also poured a spoonful of nectar on his head, which tasted sweet and glutinous, just like the young boys and girls who met on the Li River during the Shangshi Festival couldn't wait to tell each other.

You Chun was tired and sweating profusely, and at this time, I came to a bowl of jasmine gardenia tea with a slightly astringent taste, and I only felt that the irritability in my heart just now was not so prosperous.

Mo Jingchun met a gentle and polite uncle, and after he bought flower fried, black rice balls, and flower tea from her, he did not go away, but sat down on her small wooden stool, and pulled another stool as a table.

Mo Jingchun saw that he was magnificent, graceful, and secretly guessed in his heart that this person's identity was extraordinary.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to start asking Mo Jingchun about some of them.

"Little girl, are you from this White Mountain Town?"

Mo Jingchun remembered the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes when going out, and nodded silently.

"Huh?" The man sighed, "I think this Baishan Town is also lively, why did last year's autumn tax pay so procrastinating?" ”

"The year before last, there was a flood, and many fertile fields became thin, so the harvest was naturally not good." There is a stall owner next to him talking, chattering.

"Oh, that's true, but isn't Jiangxia County the worst hit?" He asked.

"Ho!" The man disagreed, his hands were crossed on his waist, and his posture was rude, but what he said was true, "During the disaster relief, Lord Qingtian wanted to divide the disaster situation into three, six, nine and so on, but which of the people who suffered from the disaster did not tighten their belts to live?" ”

“.” It was the first time Xie Hanqing heard someone answer like this, and after he pondered, he sighed, "What this benevolent brother said is true. ”

"Guest, you're done with tea, do you want to refill a bowl for you?" Mo Jingchun saw that he had finished drinking tea early but had been sitting in front of the stall and not leaving, so he couldn't help but remind him.