However, when Zhao Jie and his son saw this scene, their faces changed drastically. The wine was too great.

Fortunately, the father and son did not come forward to show off their power, and at the same time, they couldn't help looking at Zhao Ping with admiration.

Zhao Jie was still scared. He looked at the three drunkards who were completely intoxicated and unconscious. He looked at the wine shop and bowed and said, "The little husband is so amazing. These three self-proclaimed drunkards were actually knocked down by a bowl of wine. Obviously, this wine must be the best of wine. The old slave also asked the little husband to name the wine."

After looking at several wine jars on the ground, Zhao Ping thought for a while and said, "Now they have two kinds of wines. The first time they distillate, they might as well be called nectar wine, and the second time they distillate is called jade wine. But if you want to be the soul of flowers, you must distillate the third time, and the third time is the essence of the wine, and they call it alcohol."

Zhao Jie looked at the wine jar, patted his hands and said, "Good name. I will do it."

Then the three of them immediately distilled three times.

Zhao Ping suddenly remembered something and said, "There is another thing that must be paid attention to. The wine above the secondary distillation can be ignited. Be careful of being ignited by the wine."

Zhao Jie nodded and agreed solemnly!

Seeing that Zhao Tian and his two faces showed disapproval, Zhao Ping put a small amount of wine in a bowl and used a little fire. Suddenly, the wine in the bowl burned and emitted blue flames.

Zhao Tian and the others hurriedly bowed and said, "Little Langjun, the villain has been taught. Jade wine and alcohol are so easy to burn. How do you keep it?"

Zhao Ping thought for a while, pointed to the Yuye Wine Wine Jar and said, "These different wine jars should be marked, this is one of them. Then place them in a cool, ventilated and dry place as a wine warehouse. It is best to place the wine warehouse in the cellar, which is safe and safe, and at the same time it can make the wine stored in the cellar more mellow and fragrant."

Zhao Jie thought about it and immediately took out the paper to record it.

At this moment, my mother suddenly stood at the door of the winery and couldn't help but sniff. A Li Hanmei next to her was supporting her. Jiang Ying was holding a wooden plate with a wine pot and a wine glass inside.

Zhao Ping couldn't help but be shocked that his mother turned out to be a wine fairy.

My mother praised at the door: "What a fragrant wine, I wonder how it tastes?"

Zhao Jie hurried forward, took the plate from Jiang Ying, and hurriedly walked towards the winery.

Seeing Zhao Ping's shocked look, his mother's face suddenly turned red and she said angrily: "You can't taste such a fragrant wine for your mother?"

Zhao Ping hurriedly stepped forward and supported his mother and said, "Of course, everyone can taste the fine wine, so this naturally includes his mother."

Mother Zhan Yan smiled, pointed at Zhao Ping, and then cursed and said, "Mother is the one who represents the world's women to taste wine. After passing the mother's level, the world's women will naturally pass the test. Does Ping'er also have to stop him? It's time to fight!"

At this time, Zhao Jie was already handing the plate to Lan'er happily. Jiang Ying took the plate and immediately poured a glass of wine for her mother in a wine pot. Her mother first covered her mouth with her sleeve, gently put it in a small mouth, then turned her mouth, making a gurgling sound, then swallowed it, nodded, "Not bad!"

Then, he covered his red lips with his sleeves, swallowed a glass of wine in one gulp, and then two more glasses.

At this time, Zhao Ping only saw his mother's face turned pale and red like peach blossoms. Zhao Jie and his son immediately lowered their heads and dared not peek.

Zhao Ping looked at his mother and smiled and said, "Mom is more beautiful when drinking."

The mother laughed and scolded: "I'm sorry, can't I look ugly without drinking? Come here, Ping'er."

After his mother finished speaking, Zhao Ping was shocked. His mother nodded with her fingers and Zhao Ping's forehead and smiled and scolded: "Didn't you say drinking is good? Ping'er, you can try drinking a drink too."

He handed Zhao Ping the glass containing half a cup of white wine. Under his mother's expectant gaze, Zhao Ping had to swallow it with one cup.

Seeing that the white wine had been swallowed, the mother continued to ask Zhao Ping: "Is the wine delicious? If you taste good, write a poem."

It turned out that this was the purpose of my mother letting her drink. Zhao Ping had no choice but to agree, took a few steps, thought for a while and said:

"The crystal clear and bright spring is not a mountain spring, and the jade liquid and nectar fall into the mortal world. Du Kang was drunk and hated Taibai, and the world lost the immortals in the wine."

My mother recited it several times, shook her head and looked at Zhao Ping and said, "Overall, although it shows the style of wine, it's too arrogant and arrogant! This time you're passing. Also, give me a jar of fine wine."

After saying that, under the support of Li Hanmei, he left with Jiang Ying.

After watching his mother leave, Zhao Ping couldn't help but smile bitterly. It turned out that the reason why he was so young was that he could drink was because of his inheritance!

Zhao Ping suddenly thought of something and said to his mother: "Mom, Yuye Wine has a bigger responsibility, which is to prevent inflammation and anti-virus. Cuizhu and Wang Gou'er's wounds are severely inflammatory. You might as well let them try it."

After a while, Wang Gou'er, who was hanging his arms, came. Zhao Ping opened the wounds wrapped around him and saw that it was indeed very red and swollen, and even some parts of the waist and right arm that were hanging on his waist were ulcerated and suppurated.

Zhao Ping held a knife and jade liquor and said to Wang Gouer: "This jade liquor is very effective in disinfecting it, but it has some pain, you have to hold it back."

Wang Gou'er nodded and said, "Master, please feel free to worry about the operation, I'm not afraid of pain."

Zhao Ping immediately used a knife that was disinfected with jade liquor to gently cut off the purulent areas, then made a cotton swab to dip it with jade liquor to gently disinfect all wounds, then applied medicine to include the wound again.

Finally, Zhao Ping nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't worry, use jade wine to disinfect it to ensure that the wound will not ulcerate and ulcerate in 10 days. There will be no problem in total improvement."

Not long after the alcohol came out, the voices of a group of "twittering" little ladies came from outside.

It turned out that Wang Yiniang and Wang Erniang were back with a group of young ladies.

They used their backs and baskets to store various peach blossoms, forsythia, peony, rose, mast flowers, daffodils, orchids, etc.

Wang Yiniang and Erniang panted and said, "Young man, you have picked the flowers. You have classified them according to your requirements. What you said about the soul of the flowers, let's see how to pick them?"

Zhao Ping brought the Zhao father and son, as well as Wang Yiniang and two others to another room, which had many jars.

Under Zhao Ping's command, Zhao Jie and his son, and Wang Yiniang cut the petals of different types of flowers with scissors, put them into a jar, then added a small amount of cooling boiling water, and finally added five cents of alcohol that was already basically tasteless, and then stirred with a wooden stick.

While stirring, my mother, with Cuizhu's support, came to the workshop with Li Hanmei, Jiang Ying, Lan'er, Zhao Yiniang and others.

Seeing Zhao Ping's surprised gaze, my mother smiled slightly, looked at the busy people, and then said, "Mom is curious, let's see how you extract the soul of the flower."

Seeing the four little ladies eager to try, the mother smiled and said, "Ping'er found a chair for her mother to sit on. Cuizhu, Ying'er, Lan'er, Mei'er, you haven't seen that they are tired of mixing, so why don't you go up to help?"

With these words from my mother, except for Cuizhu who was still supporting her mother, the other three immediately took wooden sticks to help stir.

Zhao Ping found a chair, Cuizhu smiled gratefully, and then stepped forward to help them. Soon, everyone sweated.

Zhao Ping immediately said: "Don't let sweat drip into the jar, otherwise it will affect the fragrance of the soul of the flower."

So everyone rested for a while and then took turns stirring.

At this moment, the sound of a crutch hitting the ground came. Jiang Jie kept sniffing his nose, pointing to a jar and said, "This is a peach blossom!"

Then he pointed to another jar and said, "This is an orchid."

In the surprise of everyone, Jiang Jie recognized all the flowers in the jar through his nose.

Zhao Ping knew that when a person's eyes are blind, his nose and ears are much more sensitive than ordinary people, and this is the compensation effect.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ping had an idea and said, "Shuwen has such a sharp nose. From now on, he will be the consultant of the Soul of Flowers. Is the Soul of Flowers good and whether it can pass the test? It is recommended that Shuwen decide. Mother, what do you think?"

While surprised, my mother nodded and said, "The second brother's nose is indeed extraordinary, and the finished product will be checked by the second brother in the future."

At this time, Qiu Shuang found a chair for Jiang Jie to sit down, looked at her mother and Zhao Ping, moved her mouth a few times, and finally plucked up the courage to say, "Miss mother, little husband, I want to ask for two things, I don't know if it's feasible?"

My mother looked at her a few times, nodded and said lightly: "It's okay, it's not an outsider here, just say something if you have something to do."

Qiu Shuang was grateful to her mother and the little husband. Her mother said this to her and suddenly entered the circle. After kowtowing, she said, "Miss Mother, the little husband, I also want to come forward to help; I also want to study."

After saying that, his eyes longed to look at his mother. His mother looked at the busy people and said, "Since they are very busy, you can go forward. As for studying, one place is not enough at present, and my second brother cannot live without you for the time being."

Seeing her expectant gaze, Zhao Ping nodded and said, "Don't worry, you have all the books. If Cuizhu has time, let her teach you."

Qiu Shuang was very happy at first, but later when she heard that it was Cui Zhu who taught her, her face suddenly showed a look of disappointment.

Zhao Ping couldn't bear it and continued, "I'm very busy too. After the school is established, you come to the school to study with Zhao Yiniang and the others."

When Qiu Shuang heard this, her face suddenly became happy. After saluting, she stepped forward to help stir.

After about an hour, Zhao Ping said: "It can be stopped. Now use gauze to filter out the flowers, and the soul in the flowers has entered the water."

During the filtration, Zhao Ping asked everyone to find a fairy furnace with chimneys. The fairy furnaces were five feet apart from each other to avoid odors from each other. He slowly dripped the water in the jar, and Jiang Jie controlled the standard for the drying.

With Qiu Shuang's support, Jiang Jie was holding a cane, smelling the smell one after another.

He said he stopped, and the man who was waving his body immediately took the jar from the fairy furnace and poured only one tenth of the soul of the flower into the bottle.

As a result, each flower has only about ten bottles of the soul of the flower.

Even so, it made everyone very happy.

My mother has a calm personality and likes the fragrance of orchids.

Green bamboo and ginger warbler also chose the fragrance of orchids.

Although Lan'er is young, she likes the fragrance of masts just like Wang Yiniang, Li Hanmei and others, and autumn frost likes the fragrance of forsythia.

Wang Xiang and Zhao Zhou also chose the fragrance of forsythia.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Tian, ​​the butler's wife, chose the fragrance of roses. In her words, "Rose is a kind of flower that blooms all seasons, which means that youth is always there."

It seems that after life improved, Zhao Tianshi also pursued the quality of life.

After taking the orchid, gently sniffed it and plugged it with a wooden plug, my mother said to Zhao Ping lightly: "Ping'er, now is the time for you to be poetic. Are you all waiting for your masterpiece?"
Chapter completed!