Zhang Zhong did not care about the Wang family. How dare they not come to visit Qiao 'er during the New Year? Did the Wang family have too many rules? Or did they not know the rules?
"There is no need for the Wang family. Qiao 'er is still wearing gold and jade. When we return to Zhuangzi, no one can compare to us. Don't support me. I am not drunk. I understand. They want to suppress me. Bah! Suppress me? I have a son, a good son. No one can suppress me. Drink, drink the wine that was just sent here. "
Erniu could not tell if Master Zhang was sober or drunk. If he was sober, no one could understand what he said. If he was drunk, Master Zhang knew why he was like this. If he did not respect the Wang family, he never looked at any other woman. If he respected them, he never paid attention to the Wang family.
Hearing that Master Zhang wanted the wine that was brought from home, Erniu trembled. "Master, we can't drink that wine. It is for you to wipe your body and massage your body. That wine can kill people."
"Yes, it is not for drinking. Baolang said in his letter that we can't drink it. If we drink it, Qiao 'er, Baolang, and Cuckoo will be worried. Then I won't drink it. Let others drink it. Everyone, try it. Go." Zhang Zhong leaned on Erniu and sat back on the chair.
Erniu felt that Master Zhang did not drink too much. People who drank too much would not have the mind to harm others. He quickly found a waiter and asked him to bring the wine. It was the distilled wine that Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan made. It was used to soak in things to nourish the body. It could also be used for massage. Because the technique was not good enough, it was only about 50%.
The waiter ran down and brought back a jar of wine. When he passed it to Erniu, he trembled. It seemed that he knew what was wrong with the wine. When he drank it, it was like a knife cutting into his mouth.
Erniu held the jar of wine and felt the same as holding a bunch of fireworks. He could not think of whether this thing was for humans to drink.
Mr. Zhang drank too much and didn't know this. He pointed to the wine stall and said, "Pour it, pour it for the lords. I won't drink today. I'll leave the good fortune to the lords."
Erniu obeyed and began to pour the wine into other people's bowls. Then, he looked at his master's confused eyes. Even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe that his master had drunk too much.
The other officials did not know and really thought that it was something good. Their eyes were fixed on the wine jug and did not move away. Only County Magistrate Cheng had a complicated expression. When he heard that the wine was sent by Zhangjia Zhuangzi, and then thought about what Erniu had said just now, he secretly stuffed the two handkerchiefs into his sleeves. He was secretly glad that his clothes today were looser.
Bowls of wine were poured, and the smell of alcohol rose. Everyone immediately asked about the smell of the wine, or rather, the smell of alcohol. They couldn't help but praise.
Father Zhang picked up the bowl of rice wine in front of him and said, "Sirs, Yongcheng can't hold his liquor, so I'll drink first."
While speaking, Father Zhang raised his head and drank the rice wine in the bowl. When he turned the bowl upside down, there was not a single drop of wine.
"Good, Brother Yongcheng is really generous. I'll drink with you." County Magistrate Cheng helped to support him. He picked up the bowl of wine, covered it with his sleeve, and poured it into his mouth. When there was only a little bit left, he licked it with his tongue. "Hiss! Good wine. "
After praising, County Magistrate Cheng rubbed his tongue on his teeth. That little bit of wine just now made his tongue numb. He had never drunk such strong wine before. It was not stored in a cellar, nor was it blended. It was not a good wine, but it was distilled in such a way. He could imagine how it would taste.
Other than spiciness, he couldn't taste anything else. Even if it was about the same as Maotai with 52% alcohol, he definitely couldn't taste the flavor of the sauce.
How could other people know the Zhang family's manor as well as County Magistrate Cheng did? The wine that was sent to them was not to be drunk like this, and it was definitely not to be drunk like this. The Zhang family's manor was a cut above the rest, and even Zhang Zhong did not drink it. He was not a fool and naturally praised it as much as he could. Anyway, when others smelled the wine, they would not know that he had poured it into his sleeve.
Hearing Registrar Cheng's praises, everyone was excited. The taste of this wine was different. They all tilted their heads back and downed it. The wine wasn't warm and when it entered their mouths, it was cold. It was impossible to drink a bowl of wine while breathing. They had to hold their breath. A bowl of wine that was close to half a liter was downed. It was around 50 degrees.
"How is it? The wine sent over from home has a taste of home. A bowl of wine with feelings and a bowl of wine. Home is not far away. The pond should be green. My husband, wait for me to take the lead. Let's drink. Today, we won't stop until we're drunk. Fill the bowls. I'll accompany you to your heart's content. "
Father Zhang watched others drink the wine and became poetic. He waved his hand and asked Erniu to pour wine for him.
"Master, except for County Magistrate Cheng, everyone else has had enough. Master, don't worry. When I ordered the waiter to bring the wine, I arranged for it to be sent home safely. Master, we're much more relaxed today. You don't have to vomit when you go back."
Erniu watched the adults slip to the table one by one and said happily to Zhang Zhong.
County Magistrate Cheng quickly said, "Erniu, I've always been good to you. Why didn't you have enough fun? Why don't you help your master back? "
After talking to Erniu, County Magistrate Cheng said to Father Zhang, "Brother Yongcheng, good wine. Everyone has a good time today. You go back first. I'll watch over here."
Zhang Zhong laughed, put his hand on Erniu's neck, and staggered away. Many waiters rushed in from outside, ready to help the officials up and send them home. At least, they wanted to hand them over to the servants.
"Take it away. Take the rest of the wine away. Don't put it in front of me." County Magistrate Cheng looked at the situation and waved his hand to ask the waiters to take away the wine that had not been poured. He admired Zhangjia Zhuangzi from the bottom of his heart. He said that they could not drink, so he really could not drink. Why didn't he pour it all away?
While waiting for the waiter to take the jar away and hand the officials over to the servants who had come with them, County Magistrate Cheng sat there alone. Looking at the dishes on the table, he began to eat again. After drinking two mouthfuls of wine, he felt that it was a little bland, so he took the bowl from before and dripped a drop into his mouth.
"What kind of wine is this? Why is it so strong? It must be useful. Otherwise, Zhangjia Zhuangzi would never make it. Well, the day before yesterday, a person from Tubo came to the post house and refused to leave. He kept saying that he wanted to see the Emperor. Let him try it. "
County Magistrate Cheng sat there and muttered to himself. He felt that he could save some money by using this wine instead of other wines. He would feel better after drinking a little.
So he shouted to the waiters at the door, "Bring back the remaining wine. I need it."
*****
"It's still too bland. Why can't it be steamed?" Zhang Xiaobao was also drinking. There was a cup of wine between him and Wang Juan, which was made by them. This had been the 12th time, but they were still not satisfied with the degree. Zhang Xiaobao was sick and liked to drink strong wine.
After a few cups, he no longer felt any pain. The wine he drank was similar to Erguotou. It was stronger than Erguotou. The so-called Erguotou referred to the wine that was distilled twice. The wine that was mixed down was called Jiutou. The highest degree of Jiutou could reach more than 80 degrees.
The Jiutou of Barley could reach 60 degrees. Zhang Xiaobao drank between 75 and 80 degrees. There was no fragrance at all. It was just distilled from pure grains, which was better than blended wine. After drinking it, his whole stomach felt like it was filled with fire, and the pain in his body could not be felt.
Now that he tasted the wine, he felt that it was bland. Wang Juan was the same. She could also drink it. Although her body was not as strong, the taste did not change.
"Then, can't the wine be steeped for 45 days? It has to be steeped for 60 days, right? "Wang Juan looked at a bigger jar next to her and said.
There were ginseng, wolfberry, and venomous snakes in that jar. They were going to give the wine to their family after they were steeped. Now they felt that the degree of Jiutou was low. They were afraid that the snake was not dead.
Zhang Xiaobao was not sure. He knew that someone had bought fake wine and the degree of Jiutou was not high enough. He felt that the days were almost up and drank from the bottle. As a result, the snake bit his tongue and he did not have time to go to the hospital to get the serum.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Then don't give the wine to your family first. Get more jars, bury them, and wait until next winter. Then try to distill it a few more times. If it is successful, we can use it to drive away mosquitoes in summer."
"That's the only way. Do you think your father will drink the wine we send to him? Such a strong wine will hurt people. " Wang Juan did not have a better idea. Let it be for one year. Thinking of the several jars of wine that she sent a few days ago, she asked.
"Don't be afraid. Only a fool will drink that wine directly. Just smell it and you will know how strong it is. My father is not a fool."
Zhang Xiaobao was not worried that his father would drink the wine empty-handed after knowing how to use it. He did not know that there were indeed many fools who drank half a jin of the wine in one go.
As Zhang Xiaobao said, he thought of the old man again. "Write something else. It will be useful when the time comes."
"I can't remember it. You don't have to. I will forget it. Just take a look. Write as much as you can remember. You are still going to give it to Grandpa Bi?" Wang Juan said.
"Not now. I will keep it. When the time comes, I will exchange it with others. Go to bed early. We have to start working tomorrow. The Wheat Rice Stone that Erniu brought back has to be moved to the new field. Don't let them find out that it was this stone that caused the wine."
Zhang Xiaobao was very busy today. It was not time to rest yet, so he decided to lie down. If he continued, he would not be able to remember anything. Seeing that Wang Juan was also tired, he greeted her and went to lie down on the couch. Wang Juan yawned and said.
"Well, tomorrow we will say that we are going to build a house for them. Bring some stones and put them down. When the time comes, we will find a chance to scatter them in the field. In fact, we just want them to see it. We don't know what it is for."
The next morning, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were waiting for breakfast at the table. Li Xun ran over excitedly and sat beside the table without hesitation. He said to Zhang Xiaobao, "There is a good deal. I will count you in. Is your family willing?"
"What kind of deal?" Zhang Xiaobao asked curiously.
"Someone is looking for me. They want to build a dock, build ships, and run water," Li Xun said softly.
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