Salted fish travels through the period drama and cries after rebirth control group

Chapter 431 Tea and Wine

The old man opened his water and saw that the water was clear with a hint of coolness.

"Snow water." Shen Yin knew what it was at a glance.

There was a smile in the old man's eyes: "Isn't it just snow water? This snow water is a good thing, especially at this time of year. It would be even better to use it to make spiritual tea. I have buried this jar of water in the bamboo forest for five years. , now it’s time to reflect its value.”

The old man did not forget to make a five sign, indicating that the water was really rare.

Zhou Shengluo quickly made tea for everyone. The pot of tea contained a strong spiritual energy. There was no need to drink it. After just a slight sniff, he felt more relaxed than ever before.

"This spiritual tea is really powerful. I feel like I don't need to drink it. Just smelling it makes me feel very relaxed." Grasshopper said aside.

"That's right, this is spiritual tea. You think it's available everywhere, not to mention that this water is not simple." Sima Yangchen took another sip of spiritual tea at this moment, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Shen Yin also silently took a cup of tea and drank it. Seeing that this old man was not simple, Shen Yin thought it would be better for Zhou Shengluo to deal with him.

Well, Shen Yin would never admit that he was lazy and wanted to show off.

Zhou Shenglu glanced at Shen Yin, who had a leisurely look on his side, but didn't say anything. He just looked at the old man and said, "I think the old man has lived here for a long time."

The old man said with a smile: "That's a lot of time, but fortunately it's pretty clean here, no one will disturb me."

Looking at the place, the smoke is lingering, and it feels like a dream. It is impossible to say that it is not good to live here.

It can be said that the aura here is full of energy and the air is good, but if the people who live here do not want to escape from the world, basically no one will come here.

But it is not something that ordinary people can do to escape the world here.

Zhou Shengluo nodded and took out a few plates of snacks: "It's not good to have tea but no snacks."

I peeled a peanut and ate it.

The old man was not polite, he just took a peanut, peeled it, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and sighed: "I have been here for so many years, and now I can only eat this normal peanut taste, but It seems like a little wine is missing, it would be perfect if there was wine.”

Zhou Shengluo smiled and waved his hand, and a jar of wine appeared on the table. The lid of the wine was moved and opened, and the fragrance of the wine suddenly spread out.

"Huadiao, old Huadiao." The old man said.

Zhou Shengluo nodded: "I once passed by a Huadiao manufacturer and I knew there was a batch of 50-year-old Huadiao, so I bought it. This Huadiao tastes good when aged, but the back of the neck is too big for most people to bear, so most manufacturers just There were four types of 20-year-old, 50-year-old, five-year-old and three-year-old cars for sale. No one wanted the -year-old car, so I bought it without objection."

"Those who don't understand wine don't know that this Huadiao wine gets better with age. The older it gets, the more it smells of yearning." The old man opened the wine jar and drank without pouring it out.

After taking a few sips, he said: "It is indeed a good wine."

Then he added: "Many people like to drink Zhuangyuanhong or Nuerhong, but I think Huadiao is the best." "I have also heard folk stories about these three wines." Zhou Shengluo took another sip: "It is said that in ancient times, When a boy was born in the family, he made wine as soon as he was born. When he grew up, he took part in the imperial examination, won the first prize in one fell swoop, and became the number one scholar. Then he got the name of the number one scholar. This is an expectation for the boy in the family."

"The ancient people only had such expectations, otherwise what else would they have." The old man waved his hand and said: "I like Huadiao because of the vicissitudes of life in it."

Zhou Shengluo casually took out another jar of wine, opened it, took a few more cups, and then poured it for everyone to try.

Shen Yin waved his hand: "I have no interest in wine, and I always think that wine will interfere with my work, so I'd better not drink. You can drink."

"Good wine." All men like wine, but Shen Yin didn't drink it, and everyone else started drinking.

Zhou Shengluo said from the side: "Huadiao, withered flowers are actually the cruelest thing to a daughter's family."

"I have also heard this story. I heard that after a daughter is born, the folk will make wine, and then bury the wine under the flower tree. When the daughter gets married, take it out. This is the daughter's red color. But once the daughter dies in infancy, the wine will be taken out. The wine produced is called Huadiao, and the homophonic word comes from Huadiao. It means that the flowers have withered. It also means that the girl from this family died young." Luo Rihui said directly.

"Mr. Zhou Sheng's flower carvings are more than 50 years old. No wonder no one buys them." Isn't it sad to think of the 50-year-old flower carvings of the girl who died 50 years ago?

"It's just a story. You are not crazy about men and women, so you have nothing to say." Shen Yin directly took out a section of sugar cane and started to chew on it:
“Whether it’s Zhuangyuan Red, Nuerhong or Huadiao, it’s actually just wine from a winery, but there’s just something wrong with the formula.

The alcohol content of Zhuangyuan Red is obviously higher, which means the purity is higher. It makes people feel warm and excited after eating it.

The daughter's red wine contains more soft Tianshui, which makes people feel warm and watery, indicating that the daughter has grown up.

The wine in Huadiao is obviously from mountain springs. The ratio of ground to water is a little higher, and the mixture of sky and water creates a sense of vicissitudes. Over time, the alcohol evaporates, leaving a richer flavor. Naturally, the vicissitudes of the wine will be the same. It is even heavier, so it is in line with the meaning of Huadiao. "

Shen Yin waved his hand and then said: "Actually, there is nothing else, so you don't need to worry about it at all."

When Shen Yin said this, everyone except Zhou Shengluo and the old man were stunned for a moment, and then they also laughed. They were the ones who got into trouble.

"Who told the story first just now?" Sima Yangchen expressed his dissatisfaction.

His eyes fell on Zhou Shengluo. Zhou Shengluo raised his eyebrows: "I told the story first, but I said it was a story. I didn't expect you to take it seriously. This story is a story. Stories and reality are different. You As for taking it seriously?”

As expected, Zhou Shengluo is good at knocking people down.

Sima Yangchen snorted, poured himself another glass of wine, and then took a swig: "They say you drink a lot and eat meat. It's a pity to have wine but not meat."

"Here you go." Shen Yin threw out a large piece of roe deer meat that had been roasted and stored some time ago: "Isn't it just meat? Here it is. How can such a small thing make you regretful? Don't worry. It will definitely not make you regretful.”

Shen Yin patted his chest and threw a lot of barbecued meat on the table, but this time in addition to roe deer meat, there were also other game meats such as snake meat, pheasant meat, and wild boar meat.

(End of this chapter)