Chapter 16 The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys
Xanadu, in the eyes of ordinary people, is like an unreachable dream. They have been working hard, but no matter how hard they try, they want to reach out and touch it, but they can't catch it.
Some things cannot be changed by hard work alone.
"Fool, do you really think that this Wangyou Lake Poetry Festival is what the Seven Colleges want to hold?" Zhaoyan Academy opened the painting boat. Jiang Zhongzi smiled half-heartedly and pointed at Liu Chengfeng, "You,
You are still too young, and with a sincere heart like yours, you will definitely suffer in the future."
Liu Chengfeng frowned slightly, showing a solemn expression.
"I know that you came to see me this time because you have something secret in your heart. If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask you any more questions."
Jiang Zhongzi lifted up the sleeves of his robe and walked towards Liucheng Feng, "Let's just say that this Chu Ling, whether it's for fame or fame, or if he really doesn't like it, actually has little influence on the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society;
Don't look at me like this.
My teacher has never denied that the poem he wrote is a rare masterpiece in the past ten years, and it can even be included in the "Qinglong Collection".
But the premise is that he comes to Wangyou Lake.
If he doesn't come, who will know who Chu Ling is? Do we rely on those scholars to promote it? Haha... The effect of spreading the name is very low."
Liu Chengfeng was about to speak but stopped.
He came to visit Jiang Zhongzi today because he was actually affected by what happened yesterday. He was aware of the subtle relationship between Chu Ling and Duke Shun and the behavior of the third princess Huangfu Jingyu.
Especially when he saw the poem that Chu Ling gave to Huangfu Jingyu, after Liu Chengfeng read it, Huangfu Jingyu asked him to make a decision on the poem. The pieces were mixed together, which made Liu Chengfeng feel a little sad.
chaos.
Intuition told Liu Chengfeng that he had some kind of connection with Chu Ling.
But he couldn't figure out what the connection was.
When he learned that Huangfu Jingyu had gone to see Chu Ling, Liu Chengfeng was so distraught that he came to Wangyou Lake from the Duke of Enguo's Mansion. He just wanted to talk to his mentor.
For Jiang Zhongzi, who is famous all over the world, how could he not see this change in Liu Chengfeng?
"Teacher, if Chu Ling is willing to come to Wangyou Lake and participate in the primary election of our Zhaoyan Academy, can he be selected as the leader?" Liu Chengfeng looked at Jiang Zhongzi and said: "Put aside everything else, Chu Ling
He is talented. The poem he wrote, whether it is from the artistic conception or from..."
"Maybe he will be selected as the leader, but it will never be so fast."
Jiang Zhongzi waved his hand and said: "Although the painting boat opened by Zhaoyan Academy at Wangyou Lake is preliminarily selected by the teacher, there is still nearly a month before the final selection of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society. If Zhaoyan is selected too quickly,
Leader of Yan Academy, this is against the consensus reached with other academies. Those old stubborns and old men in Zhaoyan Academy will not agree to do this as a teacher."
Liu Chengfeng paused slightly, as if he had not known these inside stories before.
Jiang Zhongzi was willing to explain this clearly because he sincerely regarded Liu Chengfeng as his direct disciple.
Whether in Xanadu or elsewhere, Jiang Zhongzi is well-known all over the world. He has a very weird temper. He has always dared to say whatever he doesn't like regardless of the occasion. Many people are afraid of Jiang Zhongzi.
, but here in Liuchengfeng, Jiang Zhongzi rarely showed concern.
The Lord of Heaven and Earth is a teacher, and once he is a teacher, he will always be a father. It is by no means as simple as that.
"Teacher, the student has a poem that he wants to give to you."
As if he wanted to make up his mind, Liu Chengfeng took out the envelope from his arms, bowed solemnly and said: "This is a poem that Chu Ling gave to the third princess. By chance, it came to the student. The student felt that...this Chu Ling has a great talent. He is
He is a genius, but he has an eccentric temperament. No matter what the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club hides, after thinking about it, the student always feels that Chu Ling cannot come to participate. This is a loss for our Zhaoyan Academy and a loss for the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club."
Um?
Jiang Zhongzi frowned slightly and looked at his student as if he was meeting him for the first time.
Although Liu Chengfeng is kind and sincere in his treatment of others, he is still very proud in his heart. It is not easy to get Liu Chengfeng to say these words.
It was precisely this that made Jiang Zhongzi very curious. Yesterday, Liu Chengfeng went to look for Chu Ling on behalf of Zhaoyan Yuan. What happened in the middle?
With these thoughts, Jiang Zhongzi reached out to take the envelope in front of him and took out the letter paper inside. When he unfolded it and saw the poem inscribed on it, Jiang Zhongzi's expression changed.
"Teacher, students will leave first."
Seeing Jiang Zhongzi read the poem, Liu Chengfeng thought for a while, raised his hands and bowed, saying: "Student, I still have some things to do, so I won't bother you, teacher."
"Go...go."
Jiang Zhongzi lost his composure, his eyes fixed on the letter, and he waved his hand instinctively.
Counting the time, it's time for the third princess to come back.
Liuchengfeng turned to leave, facing the breeze, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he was thinking secretly in his heart, no matter what Huangfu Jingyu wanted to tell him, a genius like Chu Ling should not not participate in the Wangyou Lake Poetry
Yes, otherwise this much-anticipated poetry meeting would lack a lot of dazzling features.
"I have lived for so long and have never met such a strange person."
Jiang Zhongzi, who was holding the letter, looked at Liu Chengfeng's leaving figure and muttered to himself: "This Chu Ling is the first one. What is his origin? He can interact with the third princess and the idiot. Since he doesn't want to participate.
Wangyou Lake Poetry Club, why does it want to spread such excellent works, and what is its purpose?"
Jiang Zhongzi's deep eyes flashed with a gleam of light.
Before Liu Chengfeng gave that poem to Jiang Zhongzi, Jiang Zhongzi's impression of Chu Ling was only amazing, but now it is different.
Jiang Zhongzi wanted to know what this Chu Ling looked like and what kind of person he was.
The most important point is that Liu Chengfeng went to find Chu Ling on behalf of Zhaoyanyuan. What happened.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhongzi suppressed his inner impulse and did not rush to see Chu Ling. Instead, he made a decision in his heart.
…
For several days, everything remained the same. There might be an undercurrent, but on the surface it was calm.
"It's finally done!"
After drinking, he went to the backyard of the tavern. Chu Ling held the wine bottle with a smile on his face. The familiar aroma of wine made Chu Ling intoxicated.
“Good wine! Enough!!”
Jun Hanlin grabbed the wine bowl and resisted the pungent taste in his throat. His eyes shone brightly, "I have drunk so much wine, but I have never tasted such a fine wine. No! This is fairy wine! This kind of fairy wine
It can’t be found in this world!”
The drunken Liu Jun sat on the ground with a wine jar in his arms and couldn't help but giggle.
After Huangfu Jingyu arrived, in the next few days, Chu Ling led Jun Hanlin and the others. After getting those special accessories, they have been busy with distillation matters. At first, Jun Hanlin and Liu Jun were not optimistic about it.
What Chu Ling did.
After all, many of Chu Lingding's puree wines are well-known drinks. No matter how much you mess with them, the taste of the wine will not change.
But as time went by, when the first jar of distilled wine was collected, Jun Hanlin, Liu Jun and the others were shocked. The taste and texture of the small bowls of wine they drank were completely different.
Even after Jun Hanlin finished drinking the small bowl of wine, he was aroused and wanted to drink again, but Chu Ling stopped him.
What a joke.
The wine distilled through a special process is okay if you drink it in a small amount, but if you drink too much, you will die!
If you want to sell these wines externally, you must blend them.
Confirming that his idea was correct, Chu Ling followed his memory and began to distill in batches. For each puree wine, the distilled wine collected at different times and temperatures was classified, stored and labeled according to the
He blended them with the few niche wines he knew.
Liquor only requires a few kinds of raw materials, but the ratio of ingredients is different, the climate is different, the environment is different, the koji is different, and the brewing and distillation processes are different, which also creates various flavors. There is no difference at first drink, but there is a big difference when you taste it carefully.
, this is the uniqueness of wine.
"Sir, you have blended 6 types of drinks. Are these all going to be sold to the outside world?" Jun Hanlin pursed his lips and looked at Chu Ling and asked.
"good."
Chu Ling nodded slightly and said: "The wine you want to sell after drinking must be different from what is on the market. Otherwise, it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to make a profit."
"But Young Master... although the wine you distilled and blended is good, not many people know about it." Liu Jun, who was sitting on the ground, stood up unsteadily, stretched out his hand and said: "I think... should we get some wine?
Wangyou Lake is touting, first of all, many scholars gather here, as long as..."
"Need not."
Chu Ling waved her hand and said, "I'll sell it at the wine shop."
this……
Liu Jun was stunned for a moment, showing a surprised expression.
He didn't know why his son was so against Wangyou Lake. He had mentioned this before. Now that the distilled and blended wine had been produced, the next step must be to open a business. Liu Jun knew better than anyone else.
It's a good wine, but it's unrealistic to attract people to it before it's famous.
"Sir, I think Shopkeeper Liu is right."
Jun Hanlin let out a wine burp, looked at Chu Ling and said, "I don't deny it, any wine we tinker with is a good wine."
"I still say the same thing."
Chu Ling smiled slightly and said: "The aroma of wine is not afraid of the alley. I opened a wine shop mainly because I want to make money, but not entirely for the sake of making money. Since it is good wine, I believe there will be people coming. It just takes a long time. In the past few days,
Today, you are also suffering a lot. Let’s go and have a good meal.”
Seeing Chu Ling like this, Jun Hanlin and Liu Jun looked at each other with different expressions. They really felt confused about Chu Ling's decision.