Xiao Nianzhi is a person who listens to advice, and she is not particularly greedy.
So, when Yan Xingxuan said it, she nodded.
Thinking that time should not be wasted, Xiao Nianzhi couldn't help but think that when he was in the temple before, there were dried citrons among the ingredients prepared by Laishun.
Citron is what it was called in the Jin Dynasty, or in ancient times.
Its modern name is... lemon.
Xiao Nianzhi still has a huge demand for fresh lemons. Although there are alternatives, they still cannot replace the fruity aroma of lemons themselves.
So, she thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "Is it difficult to transport fresh citron fruits to the capital?"
Yan Xingxuan was originally looking down at the mung bean paste and milk in front of him.
When Xiao Nianzhi asked, he responded to what citron was.
Is it the one with extremely sour water?
However, if you add rock sugar, it will taste sour and sweet.
After thinking about it carefully, I couldn't remember where the citron comes from. It seems to be in the south near the sea?
Yan Xingxuan was unsure and could only nod at Xiao Nianzhi: "Think about it, wait for me a moment."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and looked at Lai Shun.
Laishun's eyes were originally on the mung bean paste.
He thought, Xiao Nianzhi had prepared so much, maybe they would have a chance to share a bowl?
Don’t be greedy for Doha, just take a bite.
Quietly swallowing his disobedient saliva, Laishun didn't need Yan Xingxuan to open his mouth to understand what the other party meant. He thought about it before speaking: "Yuezhou and Ruzhou should both have output."<
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As soon as he heard about his own fiefdom, Yan Xingxuan became more energetic: "Think about it, do you need this thing? I will send someone over to ask."
The main thing is whether the fresh fruits are ripe this season. He doesn't know. Most of what can be seen in the capital is dried fruits.
Your Majesty must have seen fresh fruits. After all, state prefects or governors sometimes offer local specialties.
If it was from Ruzhou, your Majesty might have seen the fresh fruit already.
It's just your own fiefdom, so things will be much easier to handle.
Xiao Nianzhi's eyes sparkled when he heard that there were fresh lemons in Yan Xingxuan's fiefdom.
Now when she heard the other party ask this question, she nodded: "I remember the book said that the ripening season of citron is probably in autumn. There is probably no fresh fruit now, but you can ask first and then whether it is easy to keep fresh."
Afraid that Yan Xingxuan wouldn’t understand, Xiao Nianzhi briefly introduced the role of lemon in various drinks and snacks.
After hearing this, Yan Xingxuan was shocked and nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely let them arrange it."
Although the fresh citron fruit is said to be not very tasty, it is also very sour when dried and soaked in water.
However, if Xiao Nianzhi said yes, it must have its use.
This year, we must get it started!
As soon as the two people finished talking, the three people over there who couldn't help but drink first started to make noises.
The first person to speak was naturally Yan Changxia: "The taste is dense and soft, wow wow wow, what a surprise!"
She felt that after searching all her brains, she finally found two words that sounded more cultured. After saying them, she couldn't help but raise her head proudly.
She, Yan Changxia, can also be talented in literature, and is no longer the little fool who only knew how to scream!
Hum!
Don't try to trick her away with a piece of sweet cake.
At least two!
After Zheng Qingran finished drinking, he couldn't help but nod and praise: "It really tastes good, and it's refreshing and refreshing. I feel like after one sip, the whole summer heat is gone!"
The mung beans are boiled until soft, and ground finely. There is still a little bit of fine skin and meat inside, but it does not affect the taste, but makes people more immersed in it.
The strong aroma of milk and the refreshing aroma of mung beans have already begun to tangle with each other and blend into each other from the moment they are poured into the millstone.
The intertwining of the two flavors makes this drink thicker and more mellow.
It's not too sweet, but it makes people immersed in it, and they don't want to let it go easily.
This feeling was very strange. After Zhou Libai finished drinking, he couldn't stop nodding.
When Yan Xingxuan heard the voices of these three people, he couldn't help it.
If Xiao Nianzhi hadn't been afraid that drinking too much cold would hurt his body, he wouldn't have wasted his time.
Before eating, everything must give way.
But now...
Yan Xingxuan feels that her sister is still important.
However, when the word sister appeared in his mind, Yan Xingxuan felt inexplicably guilty.
However, as long as he doesn't say it, no one will know.
All kinds of bizarre and weird thoughts were intertwined in his mind, but Yan Xingxuan lowered his head and tasted a mouthful of mung bean paste and milk.
The entrance is cold, the texture is dense and slightly sandy, and the taste is sweet and has a fascinating aroma.
When the mung bean ice drink with a bit of sandiness passed through the throat, the icy and cool breath also slowly passed through. Just like what Zheng Qingran said, this sip seemed to drain away the entire summer heat.
No more drinks.
What is left is the splendor and magnificence of summer, the prosperity and hustle and bustle, the fireworks of the world, and the taste of the mortal world.
Yan Xingxuan narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, and took another sip, feeling the rare coolness in summer, gently passing through his throat, feeling the heat on his body slowly disappearing, and feeling the heat coming from his side.
, with a hint of osmanthus fragrance.
He thought that the happiest time in life was just like this moment.
Time passed slowly in front, and he followed leisurely behind. On one side were his family members, on the other side were a few friends. Looking back from a distance, there was also his sister who stood in the red dust of fireworks and held his heart dearly.
He was immersed in his emotions for a long time, then slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly: "This is good."
Xiao Nianzhi thought he was talking about mung bean paste and milk, so he nodded along.
The koji has been dried. Xiao Nianzhi is very busy today and needs to prepare the preliminary steps of brewing.
Winemaking is a complex and demanding job.
It's hard for Xiao Nianzhi to do it on her own, and she has to work hard on her own when someone else is there to help her. She's probably stupid!
The sorghum was prepared a few days ago.
After sorting, cleaning and drying.
Yesterday, she asked Yan Xingxuan to arrange for someone to come back and soak all the sorghum.
Now I'm just waiting for her to use it directly.
After the sorghum has been soaked for a day and night, it can be steamed in a basket.
They didn't prepare much sorghum, because it was just a trial stage, so they only had two hundred kilograms.
But Xiao Nianzhi really couldn't come with all this weight.
After doing this, she will probably be disabled for several days.
Therefore, it is enough to command Yan Xingxuan's guards.
Moreover, steaming sorghum does not mean steaming it for a long time and then throwing it into the vat to ferment on its own.
During the process of steaming sorghum, you need to beat it back and forth several times.
To put it simply, you just need to turn the pot with a shovel, and then add cold water according to the proportion to steam the sorghum more thoroughly. This is also to facilitate better subsequent fermentation.
