Chapter 101 Small Reap

"It's not a clever idea, a small solution." Chen Wanrong maintained his humility and said, "Fall down."

Xiao Zhizhong and his friend picked up the wine jar and poured it into the wine jar. When it was poured, Chen Wanrong moved the thread tip up and then inserted the stick into the wine jar. He lifted the wooden stick, Zheng Qing picked up a thin thread without waiting for Chen Wanrong to speak, started from the wet seal, measured it to the bottom, broke the thread tip into three equal parts, gestured on the wet seal, and smiled and said, "Brother Chen, are you tying the thread tip here?"

She was really smart and could see through Chen Wanrong's intention at a glance. Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "That's it." Move the thread down and the measurement is completed.

Zheng Qing praised: "Although this is a small solution, there is another advantage, which is that it can be used multiple times. Just move the thread tip. Brother Chen, you really have it." In Zheng Qing's eyes, any move of Chen Wanrong is good, as the saying goes, Xi Shi appears in the eyes of a lover.

After she said that, Xiao Zhizhong and the others understood and praised him repeatedly. This is much more convenient and practical than using copper coins last time to mark the marks with their nails.

Last time I just matched it once, and it would be possible to solve the problem, and there is no need to make it so complicated. Now it is different. If you want to do it in large quantities, you have to use it multiple times.

Chen Wanrong considered that distilled liquor could not be 100% concentration, and now the wall of the wine tank is vertical and the volatile alcohol is volatile. The concentration should be as close to the upper limit as possible, and the line should be moved down by one third equal parts. In this way, the concentration of alcohol will not be lower than the lower limit, ensuring that it can be used for a long time within the optimal range.

Putting the stick against the wall of the tank, Chen Wanrong said, "Add water."

Xiao Zhizhong took the lead and added the remaining distilled water to the thickener. He stopped until the thread tip on the stick. Stir evenly with the stick, put it in the wine barrel, nail it, and then wipe it with yellow wax to ensure that there will be no air leakage.

This time I filled five whole buckets, and one more than half bucket. I made it again before it was dark. Today I made nine buckets, which is 450 kilograms. This is the first day of making it. Chen Wanrong is satisfied with how much he can do, and he will do more tomorrow.

If everyone hadn't spent a lot of time waiting for Chen Wanrong, they would have done more today.

After dinner, Zheng Jianqiu and his wife did not do such heavy work for a long time. After working for a day, they were a little tired. They said goodbye and went home and said, "Nephew, don't be afraid of you making fun of me. My uncle's body is not as good as before, and I can't support it. Go back and have a rest first. They stay and work for a while before they come back." They refer to the servants of the Zheng Mansion.

It would be great if a wealthy businessman like him could put down his figure and work, let alone work for a whole day. Chen Wanrong had already received great affection and smiled and said, "My uncle is so serious. I admire him too much. I still have time to go. Uncle, my nephew sends you back."

"No, no. You have a lot of things to do here, so stay here to do your business." Zheng Zhou hurriedly refused.

The purpose of Zheng Jianqiu and his wife was to make Chen Wanrong admire them from the bottom of their hearts. Of course, not all, there is another idea, which is to take this opportunity to talk about the matter with Zheng Qing, and insisted: "Aunt, you know, I don't work well, I can only take a walk and take a look. There are not many people with me, not many people. For the matter here, it is enough to have Manager Sun and Master Xiao."

Sun Zhengping took the conversation, raised his thumb and praised: "Old Master Zheng, this is this! Sun Zhengping never expected that the old man would come to work, and he worked all day long, dirty, tired, heavy, and never lost. It is the first time I have seen a rich man like the old man who can work like this! Please rest assured, my master, isn't it right for the boss to give you? If we have us here, there will definitely be no accident!"

When Xiao Zhi said this, he nodded in agreement and said in one breath.

Zheng Jianqiu smiled and shook his hand: "Shopkeeper Sun has been awarded. I haven't worked for a long time and I want to do it. I don't have as much as you do, so I can make you laugh. Nephew, then I'll be working."

This was agreed, and Zheng Qingfang was secretly happy, and her left eye flashed at Chen Wanrong, telling Chen Wanrong to seize the opportunity. Chen Wanrong stuck out his tongue, which was considered a response.

At this moment, Chen Wanrong, Zheng Jianqiu's family of four, and Qing'e went out of the winery together and headed to Zheng's mansion. As soon as he left the winery, Zheng Jianqiu raised his thumb and praised: "Nephew, my uncle really couldn't imagine this way of making wine. The wine made in this way is mellow, sweet and more vigorous, and he doesn't say that. The most important thing is to reduce the process of making wine a lot, saving trouble and effort."

Zheng Zhou took over the conversation and said, "Fortunately it is used to treat diseases. Otherwise, who would dare to drink such strong alcohol?"

If she knew that old wine was very popular in modern society, especially in the bitter and cold places in the north, she would not have said that. Because old wine has the effect of keeping cold, bitter and cold places cannot be separated from wine.

"What my aunt said is very true!" Chen Wanrong couldn't point it out and said as she said.

What she said makes sense. If the Tang Dynasty promoted the spirit of alcohol, when the drinking style changed and people accepted the spirit, Chen Wanrong's grandson probably would have been playing with his beard.

What everyone talked about most was the way to make wine. As they walked, they said, they came to Zheng Mansion. Today's Zheng Mansion is not as lively as before. Except for a few left-behind Lao Cangtou, the young and strong people are all busy at the winery.

The happiest thing was Zheng Qing. As soon as she got home, she said, "Dad, you guys rest, I'll go and give you hot water."

Zheng Jianqiu and his wife worked today and sweated a lot, their bodies were sticky and they felt very uncomfortable. It was necessary to take a bath with hot water. Zheng Jianqiu said happily: "Girl, you are tired too, don't work too hard." Which father would not accept the filial piety of their children?

Chen Wanrong was very grateful for their help and volunteered: "Uncle and aunt, you can rest, I'll go and help."

Zheng Jianqiu hurriedly held back: "My nephew, no, no."

Chen Wanrong smiled and explained, "Uncle, the young people in the mansion are busy in the winery. If I don't go to help with water, who else can I go?"

This makes sense. Zheng Zhou had already heard the meaning of Chen Wanrong's words, which means that Zheng Qing should not be too tired. His husband should share some of his burden for Zheng Qing. Before he formally established his name, Chen Wanrong loved Zheng Qing so much. He might have thought that he would hurt Zheng Qing in the future. He smiled very happily: "Then I will be a good nephew. It's like, you go with me." Everyone knows that the mother-in-law loves her son-in-law, so she sent her own son.

Zheng Wanru responded and followed Chen Wanrong and the others. Looking at Chen Wanrong's back, Zheng Jianqiu laughed loudly, touched his beard, and nodded constantly.

"Look, I'm happy!" Zheng Zhou gave Zheng Jianqiu a blank look and said with a smile: "Wanrong loves the girl so early, and I feel relieved when the girl follows him. But when can he come to propose marriage?"

The Tang Dynasty's law stipulates that women can get married if they are over fifteen years old. Zheng Qing is already nearly twenty years old and can be regarded as an older young man in the Tang Dynasty. Zheng Jianqiu and his wife have been worried about her lifelong affairs. Now that the marriage is about to come, they are naturally happy.

I followed Zheng Qing to the stove and saw that the stove in Zheng Mansion was quite small, with many stoves.

Zheng Qing was the most clear about Chen Wanrong's intentions and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, we can just boil a big pot."

Chen Wanrong saw that there were three large pots in the stove, and a pot of water was enough for several people to take a bath: "Okay. I'll take the water."

Without waiting for Zheng Qing's order, Zheng Wanru carried the bucket and said, "I'll get water." He went straight to the well. Chen Wanrong carried the bucket and followed him. The two of them came to the well. Zheng Wanru dug the water from the well, and Chen Wanrong carried it to the stove.

As soon as they entered the kitchen, they saw Zheng Qing and Qing'e fighting together, and they didn't know what they said. Seeing Chen Wanrong come in, the two had a tacit understanding and stopped fighting. They had a tense face, held back their laughter, and began to raise the fire.

Chen Wanrong didn't need to participate in the laughter between these women. When he didn't see the treatment, he poured the water into the pot and took the bucket out of the house.

After traveling one after another, after walking for more than a dozen times, Chen Wanrong only carries a pot of water.

"Look at the fire!" Zheng Qing ordered Qing'e, walked to Chen Wanrong and said, "Brother Chen, you rest."

Qing'e said a lot: "Smart people, why don't you go to see the lady making tea? If you don't see the tea scene with your own eyes, what's the point?" Finally, I said: "The lady makes tea for you specifically."

Zheng Qing blushed with shame and scolded her softly: "Go, don't talk nonsense!"

Chen Wanrong came to Zheng Mansion for the first time and heard Zheng Qing talk about the tea scene, but she had never seen it before. When she heard Qing'e's words, she joked: "Thank you, a smart person." In exchange for Qing'e's face.

The sweetheart had already spoken, what else could Zheng Qing say? She had to say, "Brother Chen, please come here." Walking in her head, Chen Wanrong hurriedly followed.

Zheng Wanru wanted to follow her, but after thinking about it, she still cleverly chose not to bother the two of them. She moved over the chair and sat on it and rested.

After leaving the stove, walking to the left, after passing three rooms, Zheng Qing pushed open the door, and a fragrant smell of tea came to her face. Chen Wanrong twitched his nose and praised: "It smells so good!"

"Brother Chen, this is the tea room." Zheng Qing stepped in with a smile. Chen Wanrong followed him in and saw that the room was filled with tea-making utensils, bamboo utensils, tea cups, teapots, tea kettles, and tea-making utensils.

Just looking at the tea-making utensils, you know that the owner of this house is an elegant person who knows tea art. Chen Wanrong has drunk the tea made by Zheng Qing many times, so he naturally knows that these teas are all Zheng Qing's masterpieces. He smiled and said, "Qing, you really have yours. Don't drink the tea you cook, just looking at these utensils, you will know that your skills are extraordinary."

"Brother Chen, you are praising others again." Zheng Qing smiled.

Chen Wanrong blinked and said nothing, Zheng Qing blushed: "Honey, don't blame me." Now there is no one anymore, so it's natural that she should call her husband.

Just admit your mistake, Chen Wanrong will not make too embarrassed and said, "Cook tea quickly, I'll learn from you."

When the sweetheart has something to ask for, Zheng Qing will respond and smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, just cook it now." While saying that, he raised the fire and placed the kettle on the stove.

Take a jar from the rack, pat the open-cloth mud, then clean the mud with cloth pieces, and pour the water into the cauldron. While pouring it, he explained: "My husband, this is the best water for cooking tea in the Yangtze River South, and the only last jar left in our house."

The Yangtze River water transported to Chang'an was so time and energy that it took to be understood in modern society with developed transportation, which was shocking in the Tang Dynasty. The life of rich people was really luxurious, and they really knew how to enjoy it.

Zheng Qing took a jar from the shelf, uncovered the lid, took out a tea cake, and smiled and said, "This is Mengding Shibu, the best tea."

Chen Wanrong helped cover the jar and put it back on the shelf. Zheng Qing put a silver tea tray underneath, and then gently kneaded the tea cake. The tea cake was crispy. After kneading, the tea powder fell and fell into the tea tray, making a crisp sound.

The tea powder is as small as dust and is even in size. If you don’t understand the problem, you will definitely think it was made by a machine, but you will not expect that it was made by Zheng Qing. The quality of this tea is so good that it cannot be said.

Chen Wanrong asked, "Qing, if Qingcheng Xueya didn't use Qingcheng, wouldn't my father-in-law have to speak?"

This shameless man is called father-in-law now. It's so embarrassing! Zheng Qing gave Chen Wanrong a blank look and explained: "Don't worry, as long as it is the tea I cook, my father will like it."

I heard that Zheng Qing treated me with the best tea. Chen Wanrong enjoyed it very much and joked: "A girl is outgoing, and she is just looking forward to outsiders before she has married!"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Zheng Qing stopped and twisted Chen Wanrong's arm lightly: "It's so ugly."

Collect the tea powder together and then take care of the water. Zheng Qing picked up a spoon and explained to Chen Wanrong: "Water has three boils, and each boil has its own uses. You have to grasp the heat well. If you are not sure, the tea will lose its flavor. Now there are water as big as a fish-like water, and there is a slight sound of water. This is a boil. Add a little salt and the taste will be better." While saying that, adding salt to the kettle.

The first time I came to Zheng Mansion, I taught Zheng Qing a tea art class for a long time. I was listening to the book that day, and now I am on-site inspection. I have a completely different feeling from listening to the lecture. Chen Wanrong cheered up and watched Zheng Qing cook tea.

Zheng Qing looked at the water in the pot for a moment and was extremely focused. It seemed that this tea was not so easy to learn. No wonder the tea made by Zheng Qing was delicious. She used her heart. Just relying on this concentration, it would be too sorry if it was not delicious. Chen Wanrong sighed secretly.

After a while, Zheng Qing pointed to the Bu Yuan and explained: "My husband, look, the bubbles on this side are coming up one after another, as beautiful as pearls. This is the second boiling pot. At this time, you have to scoop some and set aside." Scoop a bowl and put it aside.

He picked up the bamboo utensil and kept stirring it in the kettle, explaining: "At this time, some places in the kettle are hot, and some places are cooler. You have to stir it to make it even."

When heating the kettle, it is necessary to stir it. It is just to use handicrafts instead of modern mixing equipment. This is too backward. The ancients also called it Yaxing, which really makes people have nothing to say. Chen Wanrong was surprised that the ancients had too high requirements for tea art, and they also had some complaints about their backwardness.

He took a spoon of tea and put it in the kettle, stirring it slowly with a bamboo utensil. As time goes by, the temperature in the kettle becomes higher and higher, the bubbles become denser, and foam floats on the water surface. Zheng Qing stared at the water surface and explained: "This is a soup flower. At this time, the water that has just been scooped out should be added in. Doing this can prevent the water from getting old and make the tea taste worse." He slowly added some of the water that has just been scooped out, and the temperature dropped, and the bubbles decreased a lot.

The reason why I had to scoop some water out in advance was to adjust the temperature at this time. The ancients had a good awareness of this aspect because this method was a bit backward. If there was a constant temperature pot, there would be no need to make such a fuss.

While stirring, adding two boiling water, the tea foam in the kettle became more and more intense, and Chen Wanrong couldn't help but twitch his nose, and he really wanted to drink one now.

The compliment of the sweetheart is more important than anything else. Zheng Qing’s pretty face is full of smiles: “It’s good in a while!”

"It's okay, let's talk about it after it's cooked." Chen Wanrong had already wanted to drink it, but it was not cooked, so he couldn't come too much, so he had to endure it.

After a while, Zheng Qing said that she was about to anneale. Chen Wanrong said that I'll come and rush to anneale the fire.

Zheng Qing put five tea cups and said, "This tea focuses on dividing soup flowers. The thin and light flowers are called mousse, and the thick and dense ones are called kimono. A pot can only be divided into five cups, and if there are too many, it will lose its flavor." The technique of dividing tea into the tea cup was extremely skillful, and Chen Wanrong sighed that he was not as good as that.

He picked up a cup and handed it to Chen Wanrong. Zheng Qing whispered: "My husband, please try it, is it delicious?"

Smelling the fragrance of tea is more enjoyable than eating meat, is it more important to say? Chen Wanrong came up with greed, and was not polite, so he took it and took a big sip. Zheng Qing burst out laughing and reminded: "If you want to taste tea, you have to take it slowly!"

Chen Wanrong was a cow drink, and he couldn't even touch the edge of tea. After hearing Zheng Qing's words, he started to taste it and praised: "The best tea is to bring saliva to your mouth, and the fragrance is everywhere, as if you are in a tea mountain. It's so beautiful!"

Zheng Qing pursed her lips and smiled, "My husband loves to drink, drink more. I'll send it to my parents now."

Chen Wanrong asked, "There are only five cups, who doesn't have them?"

"Where can I drink tea?" Zheng Qing didn't understand what Chen Wanrong meant, so she told her truth.

As Chen Wanrong expected, the four members of the Zheng family, including Chen Wanrong and Qing'e, had a total of six. Although Qing'e's name is a girl, she is actually a sister. Of course, Zheng Qing would not lose her. If Qing'e is not, she would have to lose her.

Chen Wanrong said with a stern face: "Nonsense, who said you can't drink it anymore? Let's drink it together." He took a teacup, divided half of the tea in the cup, and handed it to Zheng Qing and said: "You have been busy for the past half day, so drink some."

"No, my husband! This is cooked for you." Zheng Qing felt sweet and hurriedly refused.

It is precisely because you are cooking tea for me that I cannot enjoy it alone. Chen Wanrong said firmly: "If you don't drink it, will it still be interesting for me to drink?"
Chapter completed!