Xu Yinyin took Xixin and Linglong to the market early in the morning. She bought loquats when she saw them. Soon she bought a lot and asked the vendors to pick them up and deliver them to their doorsteps.
When he came back, Manager Song also brought a lot of loquats with people from Zhuangzi.
The yard was filled with flowers all of a sudden.
Xu Yinyin asked Cuizhi to stop making essential oils today and help deal with the loquats first. Such a lot of loquats would spoil after two days.
First wash the loquats with clean water, then peel and core them one by one, then remove the white inner membrane, and finally break them into pieces.
This step took a lot of time, and several people worked all morning to process all the loquats.
After lunch, we started cooking.
Pour all the processed loquat pieces into the pot, add rock sugar, and do not add a drop of water throughout the process. Be careful not to stir the mixture until it gets sticky. After boiling the pot over high heat, turn down the heat and simmer for an hour.
What comes out is pure jam, which is best mixed with water.
After going through so much, the soda drinks in the shop may be available for a few days.
I'll buy some more tomorrow so I can survive longer.
Xu Yinyin filled two jars with clean clay pots, took Asarum out, turned around, and delivered two large jars to Songlinfang before heading to Shuanggui Lane.
Fang Congyun had a ten-day holiday, and all his classmates went to Daqingshan. Fang Bai was not at home either, and went out to meet friends.
Mr. Fang was the only one at home, and it was a rare ten-day holiday. The weather was warm, and his favorite thing was to sit in the pavilion and have a drink by himself, looking at the scenery. It was extremely comfortable.
When the servant passed by with the jar in his hand, the wine jug on his table happened to be empty. He thought it was wine, so he asked about it.
The servants came back quickly, this is what Miss Xu gave to our young master.
When Mr. Fang heard this, he didn't say anything more. He waved his hand and asked his servants to send the things to his grandson's yard to put them away without damaging them.
After grabbing the jug and shaking it, Mr. Fang had not yet fully enjoyed himself, so he had to call the housekeeper and ask him to go to Wangji to buy a jar of rejuvenating wine.
The housekeeper couldn't help but said: "Old lady, I remember that last time when you celebrated your birthday, the old man of the Xu family seemed to have given Wang Ji's rejuvenating brew. If you want to drink it, old lady, I can go to the warehouse to get it now?"
When Mr. Fang heard this, he quickly urged the housekeeper to get it. He had to wait to go to Wangji to buy it, but he already had it at home, so it was a good idea.
Soon, the housekeeper brought up the jar of wine with Wang Ji's red paper on it, opened it, and prepared to pour it into the jug.
When the lid of the wine jar was lifted, a unique aroma of wine came out.
Mr. Fang sniffed and said sharply: "This is not a rejuvenating brew."
The butler was stunned and said, "Old Master, this is Wang Ji's Huichun Brewing. I have bought it so many times. Their wine comes from this kind of jar and there is no mistaking it."
Mr. Fang didn't say anything anymore. He took the wine bottle and poured a glass into the wine glass. He picked up the wine glass, took a shallow sip between his noses, and raised his eyebrows involuntarily.
Then he put it into his mouth.
The smooth taste in the entrance can't help but make people's eyes brighten. Then, as the light and sweet taste of the wine slowly spreads in the middle, the rich aroma becomes even more heavy.
At this time, the entire mouth is filled with a rich caramel aroma, elegant and delicate, with a long aftertaste.
Good wine!
Mr. Fang couldn't help but praise it. After savoring a glass of wine, he couldn't move his mouth away.
"This is not Huichun Brewing." He affirmed, "Did my future in-laws give it to me that day?"
He had never drunk such a fine wine, nor had he heard of it. He wondered where his relatives got such good wine.
Why is such a beautiful wine served in Wang Ji’s wine jar?
The butler sniffed and now smelled the difference in the wine. He couldn't help but be a little greedy, so he responded: "This is the rejuvenating wine! Old Master, I'm afraid you are mistaken."
Mr. Fang glared, "I said it's either Huichun Brewing or not, that's all. Even if I tell you, you don't understand. Just try it and you'll know."
The butler was immediately delighted. He took another wine glass seriously, poured himself a sip, tasted it, and said, "Old man, this is the Hui Chun Brew!"
But I thought in my heart: What kind of fine wine is this? It tastes really good. If it’s too little, I should pour more.
How could Mr. Fang not see his little thoughts? He quickly grabbed the wine bottle, filled himself a glass first, touched the small wine jar, and cherished it and said: "Put this wine away properly."
, leave it, I will drink it slowly."
The housekeeper licked his lips and agreed.
Xu Yinyin took Xixin to the Pig's Knuckle Rice Shop. It was still early and it was not time to order dinner, but since the college was on holiday today, there were only a few young men dressed as scholars eating in the shop.
She placed the mixed soda on the counter and asked Zhang Sanlang to speak. Immediately, several scholars strongly expressed their desire to give them all a drink as soon as possible.
When the soda was put on the table, the scholars could be heard sighing and letting out a small belch. Someone said: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this taste is really comfortable!"
"Yes, the weather is getting hotter. Drinking a glass of cool soda will make me want to eat half a bowl more!"
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Xu Yinyin listened and remembered that the recent business was not as good as that of hot pot restaurants in winter. Although there were still many people eating hot pot, if there was this soda, it might not be as popular as in winter.
Well, I'll wait for Xu Dajun to come back tonight and discuss it with him.
Speaking of hot pot, Xu Yinyin's taste buds aroused and she wanted to eat roast duck. She went to the kitchen and asked her mother to leave a roast duck for her so that she could eat it later in the evening.
When Zhang Xiulan heard this, she looked at the roast duck hanging in the stove and agreed without saying a word. At most, she would sell two portions of roast duck rice. If her daughter wants to eat it, she must save it.
Zhang Xiulan was busy working in the stew pot. She found the duck heart for the chicken heart, picked up a pair of duck feet, put it on a plate, brought it out to Xu Yinyin, and put it under the tree in the yard.
table, let her sit and eat slowly.
As soon as Xu Yinyin sat down, she conjured up a storybook from somewhere and handed it to her like a magic trick.
"Eating braised meat, drinking soda and reading novels, tsk tsk, there's nothing more to say about these little days." Xu Yinyin couldn't help but laugh.
"It's rare to relax. I put this in the bookstore across the street and asked the shopkeeper to buy it. It's about the scholar and the little fox fairy. I don't know if it looks good or not." Zhang Xiulan said with a smile.
Xu Yinyin looked at the trace of expectation in her eyes and couldn't help but said: "Mom, shall I teach you how to read?"
Zhang Xiulan was so frightened that she quickly waved her hands, "Don't do it! I'm a lot older, do you think I'm as smart as you? Don't torment me."
Xu Yinyin blinked and said, "Mom, you must learn quickly." With the foundation of recognizing modern characters, learning traditional Chinese characters is just a matter of accumulation over time. If you learn a few a day, you can know a lot in a month.
Zhang Xiulan shook her head, "Let's forget it. I'm not looking for any punishment. Haven't you seen how unhappy Sanlang is every day after school?"
Xu Sanlang has also been studying in Su Tongsheng's private school for several months. He was originally studying arithmetic, but last month, Su Tongsheng went to talk to old man Xu and said that Sanlang was really smart.
If you don't study, your skills in optics and arithmetic will be lost, so I suggested to Old Man Xu that he should try studying. If he finds a way out of studying, it would be good even if he takes the exam as a child student in the future.
When Old Man Xu heard this, he was naturally happy. After Su Tongsheng's introduction, Xu Sanlang was admitted to a school not far away and started studying the Three-Character Classic.
Now Xu Sanlang is studying in school, and he continues to learn arithmetic from Su Tongsheng after school and during the ten-day holiday. Those days are full of contentment, and the child is also wilting. He behaves like this every day, which makes people laugh.