A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and after drinking, the place was still packed.
The reputation of the first leader of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society made many people come here to see Chu Ling, but none of them could see Chu Ling.
Chu Ling was not interested in this kind of entertainment.
Even though people from the Imperial College and the six major academies came to drink, they wanted Chu Ling to participate in the admission examination, and even stated that they could choose to be apprenticed to the great scholars in the academy, Chu Ling did not come forward, which also made some servants of wealthy and powerful families
, none of them sent out the invitations they carried.
For a while, the crowd who gathered after drinking became more and more curious about Chu Ling, and started discussing what kind of person Chu Ling was.
In such an atmosphere, all kinds of drinks sold every day at the wine shop were sold out, which made Zhuangyuanhong, Jiangjun Wine, Zhuqingniang and other wines spread.
"You must keep in mind that the distillation temperature of each type of original wine is different. You must control the heat, and it will never work."
“The aroma and taste of wine are its soul.”
"The wine sold at the wine shop is different from the wine on the market. If it is a little different every time, people who know wine can drink it..."
In the backyard, Chu Ling sat in front of the stove, observing the fire and steam, adding firewood from time to time, while explaining various factors of distillation to Xiang Ruonan.
There is an endless stream of people coming and going every day, which makes the several wines that were previously distilled and blended simply not enough for one month. Chu Ling can only buy another batch of raw wine, while Jun Hanlin and the others are busy in the front shop.
Soon, matters involving distillation and blending fell on Chu Ling and Xiang Ruonan.
"Sir, you can't add any more firewood."
Xiang Ruonan, who had reddish cheeks, saw that the stove fire was slightly high and immediately said: "The steam is just right now. If we continue to add more firewood, the taste will be different."
"You're right."
Chu Ling showed a satisfied smile, picked out a few pieces of firewood with a pair of fire tongs, and praised: "It seems that you have kept in mind what I taught you."
When Chu Ling looked at him like this, Xiang Ruonan lowered his head a little shyly.
Originally, Chu Ling thought that Xiang Ruonan could get started, and it would take less than ten days and a half, but Xiang Ruonan's intelligence impressed Chu Ling.
"When you are not busy in the future, I will teach you how to read and write."
Seeing Xiang Ruonan acting like this, Chu Ling said: "You are very smart. Maybe you can get the number one scholar in the future and become the first female number one scholar in the Feng Dynasty."
"Young Master is joking."
Xiang Ruonan replied: "How can a woman take part in the imperial examination? I am willing to read and learn. I asked someone to write a letter before, and I charged ten cents for each letter."
"Ha ha……"
Chu Ling couldn't help but laugh.
After getting along with each other for a few days, both Xiang Ruonan and Xiang Yannian lost their initial restraint. Although they were very busy every day, the siblings felt very at ease.
At least they can do the errands between drinking and drinking, so that they can earn money every month to help their second uncle supplement the family income.
"Come on, let's go drink some tea."
Chu Ling stood up and walked towards Muting, looked at Xiang Ruonan and said.
Xiang Ruonan said nothing, stood up and followed Chu Ling.
"Sir, you drink."
Xiang Ruonan picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Chu Ling. Chu Ling took it with a smile and motioned for Xiang Ruonan to sit down too.
There were several plates of cakes placed on the wooden table. Chu Ling picked up a piece of mung bean cake and handed it to Xiang Ruonan, "I will eat it myself from now on. I bought these for others to eat. If you don't eat it and I don't eat it, should I spoil it and throw it away?"
"good."
Xiang Ruonan reached out and took it, his jade cheeks slightly red.
Chu Ling didn't care about some of the so-called rules. Life in this world was already hard, so why would he have to aggravate himself to please them?
Respect is mutual.
Chu Ling ate cakes and drank herbal tea, and the breeze blew from time to time. Chu Ling liked this comfortable state very much. It was good to do what she wanted to do.
"Sir, after drinking, there are so many people who want to see you every day, why don't you come forward?" Xiang Ruonan, holding a tea cup, expressed his doubts.
"Why do you think of asking about this?"
Chu Ling asked with a smile.
"If the young master doesn't want to say anything, slave..."
Xiang Ruonan was a little nervous and hurriedly explained.
"There's nothing you can't ask."
Chu Ling waved her hands and said: "You are not as good as your brother in this regard. Look at how much Yannian has changed in the past few days. He is like a curious baby, chasing after us asking questions."
Xiang Ruonan lowered his head.
"It's not that I don't want to see him, I just think it's a waste of time."
Chu Ling put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "I can actually guess what they are thinking, but I don't want to go, so I just don't see them."
"Then the young master really doesn't plan to participate in the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club?"
Xiang Ruonan was a little surprised and looked up at Chu Lingdao.
"I don't have any plans for the moment."
Chu Ling picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's just a game between a bunch of powerful people. What's the point of getting involved? I don't care about fame or profit."
"But……"
Xiang Ruonan said subconsciously.
"You want to say that Wangyou Lake Poetry Club will be different?"
Chu Ling chewed the cake and looked at Xiang Ruonan with a smile, "The seven major academies jointly organized this event for the first time in Feng Dynasty, attracting a large number of scholars to gather together."
Xiang Ruonan nodded.
Although she has only been here for less than two years, she still understands some things. For example, the seven academies are private academies, but they are bigger than the Imperial College. Whenever the imperial examination comes, each academy has a group of outstanding people.
In high school, many scholars in Feng Chao dreamed of entering the seven major academies.
Xiang Ruonan can't understand why his young master is so talented, so he doesn't want to enter the Imperial Academy or the Seventh Academy. When the time comes, he will be able to jump to the dragon gate by being named on the gold list. On the contrary, opening a tavern in this busy city is not too humiliating.
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"As I said before, it's just a game between a group of powerful people."
Chu Ling smiled slightly and said: "One more thing, even if it weren't like this, I wouldn't be interested. If I can eat and drink enough every day, sleep well and do something I like, I would be quite content."
Chu Ling has lived a life of disobedience. Now that she can follow her heart, why should Chu Ling get involved in the right and wrong?
The dynasty we live in is a prosperous one. Since it is impossible to rebel, wouldn't it be good to live the life you want?
After only a few decades of life, Chu Ling wanted to be free and carefree, without having to look at anyone's face to live.
"Let's go and replace the wine vat."
Seeing Xiang Ruonan's eyebrows slightly frowning, not knowing what she was thinking, Chu Ling stood up with a smile, "When I'm done working these days, I'll take two days off with pay, and my salary will be increased at the end of the month."
"No need, sir."
Xiang Ruonan stood up hurriedly and said, "I'm not tired. I used to do farm work that was more tiring than this."
With that said, Xiang Ruonan walked towards the stove.
Looking at Xiang Ruonan's back, Chu Ling firmly decided to set up a brewing workshop as soon as possible. Production in such a small workshop was really tiring.
Since the reputation of the various types of drinks sold in the wine shop has been recognized, it is inevitable to expand production. It is okay for Chu Ling to work hard in the short term, but not for a long time.
Doing the same thing over and over again is a waste of youth in Chu Ling's eyes.
Compared to the busyness in the backyard, the front store is relatively better.
After these days of busy work, Liu Jun and Xiang Yannian have adapted to their jobs. After drinking, the place was very lively. Liu Jun stood at the counter, the abacus kept crackling, and Xiang Yannian shuttled around the wine tables. , calmly respond to the requests made by drinkers, and it will be even more lively when we go out after drinking.
Jun Hanlin leaned against the shop door and listened to the storyteller on the side. The crowd gathered in line and listened attentively to the story told by the storyteller.
The Feng Dynasty had a vast territory, and after several generations of kings worked hard to govern it, the Sheng Qian Dynasty was in its prime, which also led to the emergence of many entertainment projects among the people.
"Let's talk..."
The storyteller sitting on the wooden chair narrated the story with great emotion. When he got to the exciting part, the expression on the storyteller's face also changed with the plot, which made many people immersed in it forget the time for a while. .
"Brother Feng, drink some tea."
When Jun Hanlin yawned, Xiang Yannian, who had finished his work, ran over with a bowl of tea, raised his head and looked at Jun Hanlin with a smile.
"Have you drank?"
Jun Hanlin took the tea bowl and smiled lightly at Xiang Yannian.
"Drank it."
Xiang Yannian nodded and said, "I also ate a few pieces of meat."
"Haha...look at your potential."
Jun Hanlin stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Xiang Yannian's head, "A few pieces of meat... As for making you so happy? Aren't we all eating meat every day these days?"
"Just happy."
Xiang Yannian grinned and said: "During the Chinese New Year, my sister and I could only eat a few pieces of meat. The young master is so kind that he asks us to eat meat every day."
Jun Hanlin smiled and said nothing.
Ever since Xiang Yannian and his brother came over, Jun Hanlin had a lot more smiles on his face. He was not as cold as before. Especially since Xiang Yannian kept running up to him and curiously asking him about his various experiences as a ranger. As Jun Hanlin told the story, he felt a little sad in his heart.
"Brother Jun, are there really ghosts in this world?"
Jun Hanlin was drinking tea. Hearing Xiang Yannian's question, he saw Xiang Yannian blinking his eyes and smiled to himself. After thinking about it, Jun Hanlin said, "Of course."
Um?
Xiang Yannian frowned slightly, and his face became a little nervous.
"When I was traveling in Fancheng, I had no money, so I slept in the wilderness." Jun Hanlin said half-truthfully, "What are you doing..."
When talking about this, Jun Hanlin paused deliberately, his expression became slightly solemn, and his tone suddenly increased, which made Xiang Yannian's heart beat faster.
"What...what's going on?"
Xiang Yannian stuttered.
"Nothing happened."
Jun Hanlin said with a smile.
Xiang Yannian: "..."
Just now, Jun Hanlin was talking carefully, and the expression on his face changed. This made Xiang Yannian really think that Jun Hanlin had encountered a ghost.
"Boy, there are no ghosts in this world."
Jun Hanlin stretched out his hand and tapped Xiang Yannian's forehead, "It seems like those anecdotes passed down by word of mouth are just made up by people like me just to scare people."
"All right."
Xiang Yannian felt a little regretful in his heart.
What a silly boy.
Jun Hanlin smiled and shook his head. At this moment, a man walked towards the door of the shop. When he saw the person clearly, the smile on Jun Hanlin's face disappeared.
"Sir, our store has sold out all the cards today." Seeing someone coming, Xiang Yannian stepped forward to explain, "If you want to come into the store to drink, you should come early tomorrow..."
"I'm not here to drink."
Lian Xin glanced at Xiang Yannian and said calmly.
Um?
Xiang Yannian looked at Lian Xin suspiciously. He didn't come here to drink, so why did he stop drinking?
"Young master is in the backyard."
Jun Hanlin looked calm.
Lian Xin nodded slightly to Jun Hanlin, then under Xiang Yannian's puzzled gaze, she raised her feet and walked towards the wine bar.
"Brother Jun, do you know him?"
Xiang Yannian raised his head and looked at Jun Hanlin, "He is so strange, why does he smell so good?"
"know."
Jun Hanlin said: "The woman is just pretending to be a man."
"A woman disguised as a man?"
Xiang Yannian was shocked, and when he wanted to look again, he didn't find Lian Xin's back.
Why would a good woman dress up as a man?
"Stop thinking about it."
Jun Hanlin handed the tea bowl to Xiang Yannian and said with a smile: "I didn't see the shopkeeper, I'm helping you do something, why don't you go quickly."
"Hey, hey."
Xiang Yannian hurriedly took the tea bowl and ran quickly towards the store.
The smile on Jun Hanlin's face disappeared and he frowned slightly. The third princess's personal maid came over. I'm afraid she has something to do, right?
Thinking of what happened before, Jun Hanlin was actually very curious about Chu Ling.
Being able to have a marriage contract with Duke Shun and being able to compose poems and recite poems, the key was that he did not show any timidity when getting along with Huangfu Jingyu, Liu Chengfeng and others. These alone made Jun Hanlin certain that Chu Ling's background was not simple.
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However, Jun Hanlin, who has met countless people, found that he could not see through Chu Ling.
"What's the matter?"
Chu Ling didn't react at all to Lian Xin's arrival, and continued to add firewood and observe the intensity of the stove fire.
"This slave is here to deliver an invitation to Mr. Chu on the order of the princess."
Lian Xin lowered her head slightly, took out an invitation, and handed it to Chu Ling.
"Isn't it an invitation from the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club?"
Chu Ling did not reach out to pick it up, but turned to look at Lian Xin.
"no."
Lian Xin shook her head and said, "The princess is hosting a banquet at her residence and wants to entertain Mr. Chu."
"Is it that simple?"
Chu Ling said with a slight smile.
Although Chu Ling had only met Huangfu Jingyu a few times, she knew his temperament.
"The princess said that if Mr. Chu is willing to attend the banquet, remember to bring some wine to the house."
Lian Xin did not answer directly, "The wine after drinking is much better than the fine wine collected in the Princess's Mansion."
"knew."
Chu Ling bent down to pick up the wood and threw it into the stove, "Tell the princess that Chu will bring the invitation to the banquet. I'm still busy, so you can put the invitation in the wooden pavilion."
"good."
Lian Xin lowered her head and said.
Chu Ling's fame in Xanadu has increased sharply, which makes Lian Xin's title for Chu Ling change from before. After all, people who can write such masterpieces are not people she can treat casually.
When Lian Xin walked out towards Muting, she saw Xiang Ruonan walking out of the kitchen, his face unchanged, but doubts arose in his heart.
Xiao Zhiyi had already found out the identities of Xiang Yannian and his brother before. It was an accident that they met Chu Ling, but Lian Xin couldn't figure out why Chu Ling only hired them as strangers. Who did Chu Ling do?
The style makes people feel confused, just like Chu Ling himself.