Frogs croak on lotus leaves in the breeze, and fishermen sing in the green mountains and clear waters.

A flat boat floated on the river, cutting through waves and moving forward.

The boatman was a man in his forties, with strong muscles from years of hard work. His muscular arms rocked the oar while humming an unknown fisherman's song.

A green bamboo pole is dragged at the stern of the boat. A barefoot fisherman girl wearing a bamboo hat is looking at the water attentively. Every time she lifts the pole, she can always receive a fresh fish, big or small.

A man and a woman were sitting on the edge of the boat canopy, enjoying the rare beauty.

"Liu Lianlian, where are you going to take me?"

"Of course I'll send this baggage of yours back first! Now that I'm back, I can make wine and do whatever I want while I'm still young, so I won't regret it in the future."

Liu Lianlian sighed, which seemed to encourage terminally ill patients to eat and drink whatever they liked.

Zhen Keyai stared in disbelief and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to take me to Jia's house in Shangjing? It's not the behavior of a gentleman to go back on your word."

Liu Lian sneered and said: "I don't even know if I am a gentleman, and you still use these words to provoke me! Let me tell you, it is of no use at all. In my hometown, a gentleman is someone who curses!"

This is not the case in later generations. Good people who follow the rules are ridiculed, but those who are flexible and cunning are more popular.

Zhen Keyai's words sounded like she was sending a good guy card to Liu Lian.

"Intuition! I trust my own intuition! Although you speak very uniquely and behave uniquely, I know that you must be a good person!"

Zhen Keyai looked seriously into Liu Lian's eyes to express her honesty and trust.

Liu Lian said helplessly: "You girl, if you don't know how to chat, just change the topic. The more you talk, the more outrageous you are. I don't want to be a good person! Good people don't have the guts to kidnap you, a powerful lady! I will send you to where you are.

Hit the road."

Zhen Keyai jumped up with excitement and almost hit the roof of the fish tent: "Let's go on the road. What road are we going on? Is it the road to Shangjing? I went there once when I was very young, but I haven't been there for eight or nine years now.

It’s over now, I don’t know what happened to those playmates from my childhood.”

Liu Lian said angrily: "What are you thinking about? This small boat can't reach Shangjing, and I don't dare to go a long way with a gorgeous girl like you! I have inquired with the boatman, and your Zhen family's property is in Zhenjiang. I

I plan to send you to Zhenjiang!"

"No, it's just a small wine shop there, and the shopkeeper may not know me. What should I do if they treat me badly?"

"Wine? What wine."

Hearing about the wine shop, Liu Lian became interested and sat up: "Don't underestimate the shopkeepers. If they can support an industry, they must know all about the important members of your Zhen family. You should

Is he an important member?"

Zhen Keai rolled her eyes at Liu Lian: "Of course, I'm at home, and Zhen Baoyu, that little fat guy, has to step aside! As for the wine produced by the small winery, it is naturally the famous Danyang yellow wine. What, are you interested?"

"Of course, a thousand cups of wine are too short to meet a close friend, and a jug of turbid wine makes a happy reunion. Many things in life are inseparable from wine, so I am naturally interested. But I remember that Zhenjiang is most famous for vinegar. Why does your family have to produce wine?

"

When it comes to business, Zhen Keai talks about her family treasures: "You don't understand this. In fact, most of the processes for producing wine and vinegar are the same. It's just that the production of wine requires more grain, so every spring we sell high prices in Zhenjiang.

Purchasing their imperfectly fermented vinegar and mixing it into our own rice wine for further cellaring will not only make our rice wine unique in flavor but also increase the yield a lot."

"What a genius idea! Who among you Zhen family came up with this?"

Liu Lian's views were shattered. He had always believed that the biggest difference between ancient people and modern people was not their IQ, but their different accumulations. If they had the same learning and accumulation, they would not necessarily be any worse than modern people.

But I didn’t expect that people at this time had already integrated theory and practice into the circular economy.

"Of course it's me."

Zhen Keai raised her head, waiting for Liu Lianlian's exclamation and praise.

After a long while, without getting the response she wanted, Zhen Keyai said dissatisfied: "Why, you don't believe it?"

Poof!

Liu Lian couldn't help but laugh: "I thought that a beautiful and smart young lady like you would be different from ordinary people, but I didn't expect that you are also full of vanity."

"boring!"

The night wind on the river might be too cold, and Zhen Keai couldn't help but shrink down.

Liu Lianlian smiled helplessly, was this a trick on him?

However, he still covered Zhen Keai with his brocade robe. He felt smart all over and quickly found a topic to break this damn charming feeling.

"Have you read the book?"

"Having read it, do you think women should not study?"

"You know that's not what I meant. It's just that the word "fermentation" is very unfamiliar. It's incredible to me that you can think of it."

Not only was it aloof, Liu Lianlian even felt that this word should not have appeared at this time.

Liu Lianlian felt that this term was very modern. The period of "Dream of Red Mansions" was probably during the Ming and Qing Dynasties. At this time, Mr. Cao probably had never heard of this term.

Liu Xianglian had misunderstood this. In this era, not to mention fermented wine, even distilled wine has come out. Take Zhen Keai's Danyang rice wine, which requires three processes of fermentation, filtration and distillation.

Liu Lianlian's eager gaze made Zhen Keai's pretty face turn pink, like a red cloud.

Zhen Keai's pink face turned slightly red and she spat: "Bah, you are a bastard, do you want to ask me questions or eat my tofu? My grandmother said it, if you stare at a girl like this, you are a thief."

"Oh, you are still shy..."

Liu Lian turned to the other side with a strange expression: "Can we talk now?"

Zhen Keai calmed down her complicated mood. To be honest, her heart was very warm.

Liu Lian's stained brocade robe was warmer than the best stove she had ever used. At this time, her whole body was unbearably hot. If Liu Lian continued to stare at it, his face would probably be on fire.

"The word fermentation comes from Zhu Gong's "Beishan Wine Classic" "The four seasons of fermentation are different, cold means more use, warm means less use." The ancients knew this truth, but you, a good wine person, will not understand it. You shouldn't understand

He’s really a ruffian!”

"I see!"

Liu Lianlian nodded and said with a smile: "Maybe I am a ruffian, maybe I am a ruffian, I am not surprised by my current identity, because I have lost my memory!"

"Amnesia? What do you mean?"

"It's probably because I've lost my mind and gone crazy. Anyway, I can't remember the past things now, so you'd better keep your distance from me. Otherwise, one day when I recover, if I am really a flower picker, I will just pick you."

A little flower.”

"Bah, you are so beautiful! Even if it is a flower, I am also a piranha and a datura flower!"

Knock knock knock

A smiling face appeared in front of the two of them, separated by a curtain, but did not come in.

The person who came was none other than the boatman's daughter, the fisherman's daughter called sister.

"Oh, you two have such a good relationship. We spent most of the day chatting. My dad asked me to call you to dinner."

Liu Lian Lian was thick-skinned and remained calm, but Zhen Keai couldn't help it. She blushed so much that she simply hid her body behind Liu Lian without retorting, which made her giggle.

"You little girl, your father asked you to tease us?"

"How dare he? I brought it in?"

Only when Ocher Willow was connected did he notice that Sister Zai was holding a wooden basin in her hand, which looked heavy.

"Come in quickly, thank you for the hospitality."

Liu Lianlian quickly took the wooden basin from the little girl's hand, put it aside and thanked her.

"No, I also want to thank you for the money you gave my father. When we return to the village, we can buy acres of good paddy fields, and we don't have to continue to make a living on the river. This is the fish soup specially prepared by my father. You guys

Try it quickly."

After the girl finished speaking, she jumped back to the stern of the boat, like a happy little fish.

"Hey, these are seasonal fresh products, and you can't even eat them if you want to. Girl, hurry up and have a drink."

Liu Lianlian shook Zhen Keyai's arm.

Although the fish soup in the wooden basin is very simple, the ingredients are unusual. Several feet of Yangtze saury are exuding an alluring aroma.

Although this thing has not disappeared in later generations, the people who work are all kindergarten children. Such big guys are good things that even rich people cannot afford.

The cooking utensils on the ship were rudimentary, and the wooden basin seemed to be the only thing the boatman could bring out. Liu Lian couldn't help but hold the wooden basin and took a sip. His tongue almost swallowed it, and an indescribable fresh feeling poured into his mouth.

It stimulates every taste bud and then explodes.

“It’s great! It tastes so good!”

Zhen Keyai frowned: "It tastes so good, but it's just a wooden basin, how can you drink it?"

At home, all the utensils she uses are not only made of the best materials, but also exclusive. When she thinks about using this wooden basin...

"It's good to eat some, but you can be picky. This is the best."

Liu Lian picked it up and took another sip, as if drinking wine: "It feels good."

The fish soup that melts in your mouth is sweet and delicious with a touch of bitterness, presumably from the taste of coarse salt. It is not covered by any condiments, but instead brings out the true taste of the ingredients.

Liu Lian was reminiscing, so for a moment, Zhen Keai snatched the wooden basin in his hand, blushed and started to take a sip at the place where he had just drank: "Drink some for me too, I'm really hungry.

I don’t know how to give in to others, I just know how to enjoy it myself.”

After taking a few sips, Zhen Keai coughed and vomited and handed the wooden basin back to Liu Lian: "Bah, bah, bah, what is it? It tastes too bad. Country bumpkin, ordinary fish soup, you are

Have you never been to a restaurant? You can call such an unpleasant fish soup delicious, it’s so fishy!”

"It's true that Zhumen's wine and meat stink. If you don't drink it, you'll fall down. I'll drink it myself!"

Liu Lian could actually understand Zhen Keai's pickiness. After all, this era was still the era with the richest natural products. Thanks to the rudimentary fishing and hunting technology, although the output of various fish was small, it was far more abundant than in later generations.

Such swordfish may not really be anything.

The place where Liu Lian was drinking soup was exactly where Zhen Keyai had drank it before. The faint trace of rouge was still faintly visible. She had never seen a man who made her feel so complicated. Her heart was pounding like a deer, how could she read ""

"Qingxin Jue" also cannot calm down the mind.

Zhen Keai comforted herself bitterly: "I can't help but pull me down. My aunt is not an aunt, so it's not normal for her to have a romantic heart!"
Chapter completed!