Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

The next morning, Han Zhaozhao went to Master Liu's house to learn how to make medicinal wine and roll medicinal pills.

After the medicinal wine was put into jars, Han Zhaozhao hired a tricycle on the street that afternoon to load the wine and take it home.

He had to pull it. He had agreed to give Master Liu a jar of wine, but after it was brewed, he changed his mind and insisted on keeping two jars. It is said that in just two days, he gave Xu more than ten kilograms of wine.

Han Zhaozhao was worried that he had too many old friends in the same industry. If they heard the letter and came to her house, she, as a junior, would not be able to refuse. By then, the four jars of wine that belonged to her would probably be gone.

Ever since she caught Section Chief Zhang cheating, she has been like a frightened bird, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding him, as if she was the one who did the bad thing, not him.

I always avoid going out during rush hour when people are going to and from get off work. I can't tell whether it's because I feel disgusted or disgusted, or I'm worried that he will see something strange in my eyes when I face him directly.

She was an upright person and knew that this man was a bad person. She was unwilling to greet him enthusiastically as she did before when she met him, so she had to avoid him as much as possible.

That afternoon, Han Zhaozhao filled a bottle of tiger bone wine and sent it to Grandpa Guan.

The old man was sorting out the fishing rod and fishing line. "Grandpa Guan, you caught another fish? How is it? Is there a bite? How's the catch?"

“If there are bites, there are bites. We have been hungry all winter. Now that the weather is warm, it should be easy to catch fish.

Who would have thought? The supply was reduced, and there were more people fishing than fish. Not only me, but everyone else was not able to catch much.

Look, I haven’t fished for two days.

Girl, what's the matter with you coming here?"

Han Zhaozhao raised the wine bottle in his hand and said, "Master Liu made medicinal wine out of the tiger bones my grandma brought back from the Northeast. I left a bottle for you.

I also brought you a water pimple. I guess you have finished your pickles by now."

Grandpa Guan put the fishing rod upright against the wall and said, "This is a good thing, let me see it.

Zhaozhao, why are the leaves of my zucchini pots turning yellow? They are not growing well. Can you help me see what is going on? The zucchini pots in front of me were planted in one day. I see that they are all blooming. In a week, they should bear fruit. "

"Let me see... Grandpa Guan, you water it too often! This zucchini is different from your orchid and camellia. It prefers dryness and sunshine. It's not good to put it under the wall. It can't get any sunlight."

As he spoke, he moved a few pots of zucchini to a sunny spot, then washed his hands and went into the house.

"Don't water for the next few days. Wait until the soil is dry and loosen it a little to allow the roots to ventilate. After a week, it will slowly turn green again."

When I entered the room, I saw Mr. Guan opening the bottle of wine and smelling it.

"Don't mention it. Liu Yishou's wine-making skills are still there. This tiger bone wine is very good. I don't know where he got this base wine from, but it is also a top-notch grain wine, no worse than Maotai."

Han Zhaozhao: You deserve to be called an old wine expert. When it comes to wine, you are a professional!

No matter how much the old man loves wine, Han Zhaozhao will never tell him that this wine is brewed by himself!

She didn't say a word!

The older the old man gets, the more he lives a lame life. His house used to be so clean and tidy, but now it is a mess.

Han Zhaozhao rolled up his sleeves and started to clean up. He wiped the table and cabinets, folded the bedding on the kang and placed it on the kangqin. After sweeping the kang, he sprinkled some water and swept the floor.

After cleaning up, go to the kitchen to tidy up.

Wipe the stove clean, scrub the chopping board clean, remove the ash at the bottom of the stove, and stack the firewood.

"Grandpa Guan, the weather is getting warmer now. You don't need to heat the kang anymore. You should light the coal stove now."

The old man still uses a big stove! It would be a waste of firewood if he didn't heat the kang.

"I'll light it right away. Xiao Sanzi and Xiao Min will go buy me some coal briquettes on Sunday, and I'll light the stove when they come back.

Zhao Zhao, you have a good knife, cut the water lumps for me. Cut it into thin pieces, the chili oil you brought last time is still there, it’s in the cupboard, you can find it and mix it with some.”

The cupboard in Grandpa Guan’s house is not big and is fixed to the wall with two wooden pegs.

While cutting the radish into strips, Han Zhaozhao instructed, "Grandpa Guan, don't rush to drink the tiger bone wine. Let it sit for a while so that the medicinal properties can be released. Only then will it work."

The old man squinted his eyes while holding his cigarette holder, and said with a smile: "Don't tell me, I understand!

I have been drinking all my life, don't you understand this?"

"When it comes to drinking, our old Beijing has its own rules. Back in the Qing Dynasty, Beijing practiced drinking yellow rice wine. There are four yellow rice wine producing areas in our country. Remember, Shandong, Shanxi, Beijing, and Shaoxing.

Beijing rice wine occupies a large part of the cooking style, but people don't drink it anymore. Just remember, if there is no rice wine in the sauce of authentic Beijing fried noodles, the taste will not be right.

In the old days, the upper class, especially officials, drank yellow wine. In summer, they drank lotus white wine, as lotus was abundant in Liulang Village in Haidian District, west of Beijing.

After bringing the lotus back, they added more than 20 kinds of Chinese medicinal materials such as astragalus, angelica, Polygonum multiflorum, nutmeg, etc. to ferment it into a wine called Lianhuabai.

It's a pity that in the past few years, there were warlords, Japanese invaders and the Kuomintang. It was such a chaos that I heard that the recipe of the wine could not be found, so the wine was lost!

Lianhuabai is a blended wine, which I drank a lot when I was young. The wine is transparent, with a floral and fruity aroma, a mellow and soft taste, and a sweet aftertaste. It has the effects of nourishing yin, strengthening the spleen, tonifying the kidneys and the stomach.

Empress Dowager Cixi loved to drink it when she was alive. Lotus White was the imperial wine in the Ming and Qing dynasties. There were also Chrysanthemum White and Palace Brewed Liquor, collectively known as the Three Whites of the Capital!

Lianhuabai is also exported. Foreigners love to drink it. Drink it in summer to reduce internal heat. Drink yellow wine in winter, warm it up..."

When people get old, they love to tell stories. The children in the compound heard many anecdotes about celebrities and folk stories in the capital from Grandpa Guan.

Maybe, this is also a kind of inheritance!

When leaving, Han Zhaozhao took a few wine bottles. These were good things, and they could be washed at home and used to store wine, soy sauce, vinegar, and even oil and kerosene.

On Sunday, the old lady got up early in the morning and started to prepare for going out. She washed Wu Ni's face and hands, watched her brush her teeth, and finally, she wiped her bald head twice.

"Doctors all like to be clean. Don't dress so dirty that it's annoying. Children who pay attention to hygiene are liked by others wherever they go."

After breakfast, the old lady put on Wu Ni's new clothes, looked left and right, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Okay, let's go out!"

Han Zhaozhao was trying not to laugh. Oh my god, what a mess the old lady made! If you didn't know, you would have thought she was going on a blind date!

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren went to Master Liu's house first. Master Liu took them to the street and took the bus. After four stops, they arrived at Doctor Dong's house.

Doctor Dong also lives in a courtyard house, but his courtyard is not occupied by just one family. Instead, there are more than ten families living in the three-story courtyard.

It was Sunday and the yard was bustling as soon as you entered it. Women were washing clothes, doing needlework, looking after children and chatting.

Five or six half-grown children were playing in the yard, noisily playing.

"I'm here, please come in! Senior Brother Liu, I'm sorry to make you laugh, but the environment here is not as quiet as yours."

Doctor Dong was very enthusiastic and welcomed the four of them into the house.