Zhao Ping said: "Indeed, the demon taro itself is poisonous, but Zhaojiazhuang has a way to eliminate the toxicity."

This method is actually very simple, it is to use alkali to neutralize the toxicity of demon taro, Zhao Ping thought to himself.

"After removing the toxicity of the demon taro, it can be made into tofu, noodles, and vermicelli, and it can be said that it is a treasure." Zhao Ping introduced happily.

"So it actually has such an effect?" Nan Tian opened his eyes wide incredibly.

"After going down the mountain, please ask the deputy envoy to visit if he has time." Zhao Ping sent an invitation and asked him to visit.

After all, speaking is nothing but seeing is true.

"Okay, let's take my envoy to see you down the mountain." Nan Tian seemed very interested.

Since demon taro can make nectar and jade wine, how did Zhao Ping do it and how did he get rid of the poison?

With Taoyuan Lake in the mountain village, the scenery has undergone tremendous changes.

If the pastor gave it steep and majestic past, then Taoyuan Lake would give it graceful and spirituality.

None of them is indispensable between mountains and rivers.

If there are mountains but no water, it is prone to drought, and if there are water but no mountains, it is prone to flood.

Mountains and rivers intersect, and mountains moisten water and water nourishes mountains.

Therefore, literati particularly like landscape paintings, using the majesty of the mountains to contrast the gracefulness of the water, and using the spirituality of the water to reflect the steepness of the mountains.

After the literati returned to the village, they were inspired by clouds, and they all used their ink and brushed their brushes to draw one landscape after another.

Zhao Ping discovered that the paintings of a young lady who was only about thirteen years old were particularly spiritual.

There are not only a copycat in the painting, but also Taoyuan Lake, and literati and ladies are playing in the pleasure boat.

At the same time, the young lady also incorporated Zhao Ping's "Peach Garden Poem" into it.

Of course, Nan Tian also started to write an inscription at this time. He wrote two poems about Taoyuan Lake:

"A valley comes out of a flat lake, and it will shock the world."

Not long after, the "China News Agency of the Great Song Dynasty" published the works of this poetry, calligraphy, painting, and tea party.

Nan Tian’s inscription is placed in the most obvious position, followed by a landscape painting that incorporates Zhao Ping’s “Taoyuan Poems”.

The next day, Zhao Ping brought these literati to the foot of the mountain. The literati was shocked and wondered what to bring them to do?

Everyone saw that there was a row of huge workshops, covering an area of ​​about a hundred acres.

When the guard saw Zhao Ping, he hurriedly saluted. Zhao Ping nodded to the guard.

It turned out that there was a knife guard in this workshop, and it was obvious that no ordinary person could come in.

When they entered, they couldn't help but exclaim that this workshop was completely different from those in the past.

No dust, no accumulation of water, flat and smooth.

In addition to the flat ground, there are also flower beds where green bamboos and yellow trees are planted in flower beds.

Moreover, there is also a screen built by fairy cement, with a wine-making poem related to the demon taro:

"The demon taro is disgusting in the mountains, and it is like dry to dry. It is so hard that it can ferment after being tempered and fermented, and the jade liquid and nectar come out here."

This poem not only describes the craftsmanship of demon taro winemaking, but also has a grand and magnificent style.

Literary ladies had no idea about demon taro, but now they finally understand.

The demon taro turned out to be a wild thing in Longquan Mountain, and it was annoying.

Although it looks like a paddy field sweet and crispy juice, it is not only not sweet but also poisonous.

Now Zhaojiazhuang has turned decay into magic, and has turned it into a sprinkle of nectar that everyone yearns for.

Is this true? The scholars and literati became more interested in visiting while reciting poems.

Their interest is not a good interest, but a skeptical interest.

It is said that literati are inferior to each other, and they all think they are very great and feel that the world cannot do without themselves.

Others are always inferior, no, they are inferior to three points! They are inferior to seven points!

They looked at the winery carefully to see if Zhao Pingshi is true?

If it is not true, write a poem to refute it immediately!

If this is not the case, then you will not have the character of a literati!

Looking carefully here, there was almost no dust.

In addition to being clean, tidy and flat, the rest is that this workshop is so big and big!

How did Zhaojiazhuang do it? These literati don’t understand.

But what they want is how to disinfect and turn it into wine, and they are very curious about it.

After all, he was a literati and didn't understand these craftsmanship very well, so Zhao Ping personally explained it to them.

There are a hundred pools here, each of which is about one meter square, and there are rivers or mountains and rivers inside the pool.

There are two people busy in each pool, constantly cleaning the demon taro. This is the cleaning process.

After cleaning, someone used a basket to pick up a drying dam about ten acres. The drying dam was covered with cleaned demon taro everywhere, which was the drying process.

The dried demon taro entered the warehouse to store it temporarily, and after the temporary storage, it was a large house of about five acres.

There are about five hundred people here sweating profusely, chopping these demon taros into fine pieces, and this crushing process.

After chopping, the next step is to grind it. Here, five hundred people use stone mills to grind it into powder.

Then there was disinfection, and a hundred people added a kind of anti-toxic thing.

Fermentation is a commercial secret, so Zhao Ping did not skip it directly.

Even so, these talented ladies find this winery incredible.

In the past, those wines were left for about ten days after cooking.

Where is Zhaojiazhuang winery so complicated and so many people?

Obviously, compared with Zhaojiazhuang winery in the past, one in the sky and the other underground.

Suddenly, some ladies in front felt dizzy and did not dare to take a step forward.

Others kept shaking their noses and shouted: "Good wine, good wine!"

Nan Tian also stepped forward and couldn't help but rub his nose, looked at Zhao Ping and said, "Good wine, good wine!"

It turns out that not far from here is the wine room, and there is a row of wine jars placed in front.

I came here with courage and saw an iron pipe that kept gushing out from it like a spring.

When I saw a sharp eye, although it was as clear as a spring water, the fragrance of wine came from somewhere.

It was indeed nectar and jade liquid, which was as clear as spring water, rather than the turbid rice wine and rice wine.

"Good wine, good wine, everyone has one serving, one pound per person." Zhao Ping looked at everyone and said.

Those who are good at drinking thank you and congratulate each other after hearing this!

This is not the rice wine outside, but the legendary nectar wine.

"Officer Zhao, I wonder if I have any?" A bold little lady came over and asked Zhao Ping Wanfu.

Some ladies can come here because of Zhao Ping, a famous talented man in the world.

This young lady is about sixteen or seventeen years old and looks beautiful.

When the other little ladies saw her boldly approaching, their eyes couldn't help but show an angry flame.

Cuizhu stood next to Zhao Ping interestingly, demonstrating and looking at the lady.

But the lady still came to Zhao Ping like a green bamboo air.

Seeing that Zhao Ping was only eleven years old in front of him, although he was beautiful, he was not as tall as hers.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The two were so different in age.

This really corresponds to the saying, "I have not been born, but I am old!"

Zhao Ping looked at her, bowed her hand and smiled and said, "Of course there are all, everyone has them!"

She took Cuizhu and handed it to the small wine jar, and couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, and the wine jar in her hand almost fell off.

When she turned around, she couldn't help looking back at Zhao Ping, and finally shook her head and left.

After she left, she was a twelve or thirteen-year-old lady. When Zhao Ping saw it, he was deeply impressed by this little lady.

Not only did she draw a landscape painting, she also integrated Zhao Ping's poem "Taoyuan" into it.

Zhao Ping couldn't help but look at her a few more times, and liked and said, "Your painting is good."

The little lady couldn't help but lower her head and glanced at Zhao Ping shyly.

Cuizhu felt that this little lady seemed to have seen her before, but she couldn't remember it.

The little lady was about to say something, Cuizhu quickly handed her the wine jar and said, "Next!"
To be continued...