After getting the small wine brewed by Yu Ting, Lin Wanwan happily walked out of the restaurant with Lu Shouyue.
Lu Shouyue smiled and said, "Wanwan, you are so good at making Lao Jie break his own rules."
Lin Wanwan narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Haha, no! Teacher Lu, let's just say goodbye. Goodbye. See you later."
Lu Shouyue said in surprise: "Why, you don't want me to take you home? It's getting so late, so I'd better take you off. The driver is already here."
Lin Wanwan waved her hand: "No, Teacher Lu, you have forgotten that I am very good at taking taxis. You should go back and rest early. I called for a ride-hailing service. It is very convenient."
As he said that, a green brand new energy domestic car drove over. Lin Wanwan glanced at the license plate number and smiled: "Look, the car I ordered has arrived too, bye!"
Lu Shouyue had no choice but to wave his hand: "Bye."
After Lin Wanwan got in the car, she looked at the fine wine in her hand. When she took this sip of wine, she wanted to buy a bottle immediately. It was because she thought of that drunkard Xiao Chong.
Well, it is important to maintain the relationship between the two parties from time to time. After all, it is my thick thighs in Datang!
The sweet potatoes are about to be harvested, and Lin Wanwan is about to start making sweet potato vermicelli. Then it is time to harvest the cotton. The benefits here are too great, and cannot be separated from Xiao Chong, who holds the highest real power in Luan County.
Back at the small villa, Lin Wanwan took the probiotics and snacks prepared for Xiao Qingyu and traveled back to the Tang Dynasty through time and space.
It was already night in Datang. Lin Wanwan put away her things and went to bed. If anything happened, we would discuss it after getting up tomorrow.
A good night's sleep without any dreams.
The next day, Lin Wanwan got up early and sent Xiao Qingyu to Wang's private school. Lin Wanwan pulled the reins of her horse and went to the backyard of the county government office.
The so-called back door of the backyard is naturally a relatively hidden place. After all, it is a place that exists for "opening the back door".
Xiao Chong got up earlier. By the time Lin Wanwan arrived, he had already completed his daily morning exercises, changed out of his training clothes, and put on a plain blue shirt after taking a shower. He looked free and uninhibited, handsome and graceful.
Lin Wanwan was struck by how handsome Xiao Chong was when she first saw him. This guy really exuded charm all the time. If we look at modern times, it feels like people would go crazy for him every day, regardless of gender.
Lin Wanwan was quite surprised that Xiao Chong would get up so early to practice Kung Fu.
She thought that given the opponent's lazy attitude that had no concept of time, martial arts training relied purely on talent!
It doesn’t seem to be the case. There is still no trickery in martial arts. If you want to make progress, you must study hard.
"Cousin, are you here for business this morning?" Xiao Chong and Lin Wanwan greeted each other and sat down.
At this time, Dugu Di was still practicing martial arts and had not yet come to Xiao Chong's courtyard. At this time, Xiao Chong and his guards were in the courtyard.
Lin Wanwan picked up the jug in her hand, shook it, and said with a smile: "Send a jug of wine to my cousin! I didn't disturb you, did I?"
"Ha! Thank you cousin for thinking about me. Xiao is grateful. Why would you bother me?" Xiao Chong smiled and took the wine from Lin Wanwan's hand. He couldn't help but uncork the bottle and take a sip. He was full of praise, "It's so rich.
The aroma! Good wine! Good wine!”
In fact, for Xiao Chong, all the wines Lin Wanwan brought out were of the highest quality, and they were all a blow to the original fine wines of the Tang Dynasty.
After all, the craftsmanship is limited, and the alcohol content of Tang Dynasty wine is limited. If you bring a cheap bag of Shaoxing old wine, it will be the best wine in everyone's eyes.
But what Lin Wanwan brought today was a bottle of truly top-quality wine that in modern times cost 8,800 yuan a bottle and was limited in quantity.
"Cousin, don't you mind having a drink soon?" Xiao Chong was aroused by the rich and intoxicating smell of wine and couldn't help it!
"Please, cousin!"
Xiao Chong didn't have any idol baggage to begin with, and he was often slovenly. His clothes were not always rich and beautiful, and he often wore a half-used blue shirt.
It is because of his outstanding appearance and extraordinary bearing that people always have the illusion of being an immortal.
If it weren't for his stunning appearance, Xiao Chong might have been a super down-to-earth official.
Now, even if Xiao Chong directly took two teacups from the table and poured wine regardless of his appearance, his every move was obviously not in line with daily etiquette and he was doing whatever he wanted, but he was still so chic, good-looking, and pleasing to the eye, which was the same as "local spirit"
Not even related.
Since ancient times, beauty is like fine wine, it has its own function of enchanting the eyes and the heart, and it has natural advantages.
Watching Xiao Chong take a sip of the wine, his deep eyes that had been half-closed all day suddenly brightened, and Lin Wanwan was secretly proud of herself.
"How about this wine?"
Xiao Chong raised his head, drank every drop of wine in the glass, and praised: "Good wine!"
Then he said to the outside: "Go and invite brother Xiwen over. Such a fine wine should be enjoyed with drinking friends."
"Here!" Shuqi, who was waiting outside, retreated.
Lin Wanwan casually put her head on her hands and said, "Why, does my cousin think I'm not a good drinking buddy?"
Xiao Chong smiled solemnly: "No, no, my cousin misunderstood, but this wine deserves more people to appreciate it."
Lin Wanwan picked up the cup in front of her, took a sip, and then asked: "Cousin, where is the word "promise me"? Have you finished mounting it? Anyway, I am here today, so I will take it with me. "
Xiao Chong smiled calmly and said: "That's good. Even if my cousin doesn't come today, I will send someone to the house. Come, bring me my calligraphy."
"Here!"
Shortly after Dugu Di came to the main hall, everyone had greeted each other, and Lin Wanwan spoke out the real reason for coming today: "Cousin, the sweet potatoes will be harvested soon, and our Linjiazhuang is going to make sweet potato vermicelli. What are you going to do with your job?
Sweet potatoes in the field? Do you want to be a fan with us?"
Xiao Chong asked curiously: "Fans? Is it related to the fans and fans recorded in "Elements of Qi Min"?"
"It's just powder cake. The preparation method is similar, but the raw materials are replaced by sweet potatoes."
Fortunately, Lin Wanwan had checked the information before, otherwise she would have been confused by Xiao Chong now.
This guy is like an ancient encyclopedia. How come he knows everything and can pick it up at random? Has he been studying since he was born?
Fans were called powder cakes in the past. Rumor has it that they were invented by Sun Bin during the Warring States Period. However, no relevant historical records have been found in later generations, so this is not a conclusive conclusion.
The first real written record was in Jia Sixie's "Essential Art of Qi Min" written by Jia Sixie of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
Longkou vermicelli made using modern technology combined with ancient methods has been listed as one of the national intangible cultural heritages.
Lin Wanwan specially bought a vermicelli machine to speed up the process of combining the ancient method with modern technology. She didn't want to make vermicelli entirely using the ancient method. She didn't have to be too stupid if she had simple tools.
Although the method of making vermicelli is clearly recorded in the Northern Wei Dynasty, it is expected that except for farmers who have passed it down from generation to generation, it is impossible for other farmers to know the method.
Firstly, there are no books for self-study, and secondly, there are no channels for dissemination.
Aristocrats like Xiao Chong who have the opportunity to read a book like "Essential Art of Qi Min" are unlikely to do it. Whether they can teach it to the local people also depends on whether the official has the heart to serve the country and the people.
It happened that Xiao Chong had this intention, but he was too busy to spare any time. When he heard Lin Wanwan mention it, he suddenly had an idea. He didn't even rush to drink the wine, and he and Lin Wanwan immediately started to discuss it enthusiastically.
Dugu Di was drinking alone on the side, looking at Lin Wanwan for a while, and for a while at Xiao Chong, thinking to himself: This pair of beautiful people, regardless of their family background, are indeed unparalleled. Can they just put aside their family background? No! What a pity, what a pity!