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Chapter 127 The Legend of Immortal Wine King Wen

 Arriving at Hengxi Cultural Station, Zhu Jinze saw the wine in his hand, quickly took it off and put it back in the car and said: "Drink my new wine today, your mouth will be good. How about a taste of my wine?"

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Because of his family background, Zhu Jinze is not usually generous. Why did the sun come out from the west today? He asked quickly: "Is there any mystery behind being so polite?"

"I'm trying to decipher Wang Wen's ancient wine-making recipe, and I have some clues about it, so I'd like you to have a taste and be sure to tell the truth." He smiled proudly and poured out a glass of wine from different bottles, a total of three.

Cup, said: "Wang Wen's wine recipe has been passed down to the Republic of China. At the Panama International Exposition, Xianju wine won the sixth place, two places higher than Moutai."

Jin Huabin became interested when he heard what he said. He picked up the wine and tasted it carefully. After finishing the tasting, he picked up one of the glasses and said, "I'm not a wine taster. I personally feel that this one is of better quality.

But there is also scorching gas. The other two cups are made from grains, and one cup is made from diamond thorns. They are not made from pure grains at all."

"You tasted it. This cup uses rice from Yangfengshan. My friends all say that I make it well." Zhu Jinze said with a wry smile: "It turns out that they were all polite."

Jin Huabin went straight to the topic and said: "Put aside the wine issue, first tell me something related to Wang Wen Chengxian. I found some information. The gift given by the He family to the Wang family was 50 taels of silver. When the county magistrate arrived, he

I only gave away 3 taels, what’s the story? What materials do you have here, and how should I plan the interview schedule in the next few days?”

He stopped and said: "I have already started serializing on the forum, so let's do it in order and don't disturb the rhythm. Last time, I published two firefly spirits who were ordered by Grandma to be reincarnated into his house and become his sisters.

The story starts from here. I promise to write one article a day and not miss a day until it is finished. Today, you have to tell me clearly about the wine. The house is steaming and preparing to brew again."

"Brother, the only thing left of the county cultural station is that at the 1915 Panama Exposition, the rice-based food and wine produced by Zhejiang Xianju Branch ranked among the top six among the 40 wine awards won in China, and Maotai liquor was the gold medal.

Regarding the eighth place, the other information that can be found is that the Xianju County Chronicle records that the wine in the competition was brewed by Ding Maoqi, a native of Dingcun, Henglu, Guanfang, Jiufangxiang. I have not found out whether he has any inheritance relationship with Wang Wen.

Information." After a pause, he said: "In the meantime, there is a little story. Wang Nao, a member of the Xianju Alliance, came back to Xianju City from Hangzhou via the rooftop and crossed Henglu Ding. It happened that Ding Mao opened the stove on Henglu to make wine, and the golden osmanthus was fragrant and mellow.

Overflowing. Wang Nao stepped into Ding Maoqi's wine shop, already salivating, and couldn't wait to drink three big bowls. When it was time to get the money, he was too shy to pay for the wine. Wang Nao was embarrassed, and Ding Maoqi knew it.

He waved his hand and said: "My guest is Mr. Fourth Sister, the famous Dongmen Talented Scholar. You shouted at the sky and knelt down in the Wenming Tower, punished Yuan Shikai, and supported Sun Yat-sen. You opened our eyes and made us aware of honor and disgrace. Let's open the stove today and come.

We are all just guests. We are here to invite people to taste wine, not to sell wine. Guests do not have to worry." Ding Maoqi's dignified and generous manner made Wang Nao burst into tears. From then on, Wang Nao and Ding Maoqi became sworn friends.

, Jinlan is so good. With Wang Luo's recommendation, Ding Maoqi became the official wine maker of Xianju in Distillery Alley. At that time, the U.S. government sent invitations to countries around the world and decided to hold the Panama Pacific International Exposition in San Francisco in 1915. Chen Qi

He served as the Supervisor of China's participation in the Panama Pacific Expo and the Director of the Bureau of Preparation for the Panama Games. Chen Qi is from Fushan, Qingtian County, Wenzhou. She is ten years younger than Wang Nao in Xianju. She is proficient in English and is a close friend of Wang Nao. For this reason, Wang Nao came here three times.

Xianju propaganda was launched, and Ding Maoqi from Liquor Lane was asked to use different recipes to brew ten batches of liquor, named "Xianjiu", which means the wine of immortals. Wang Nao inscribed it, and 100 jars were selected on site, and they were taken to Wenzhou Pier via waterway.

Going to sea. As for the recipe of wine, it will not be recorded in the county annals."

Zhu Jinze gritted his teeth and said: "Things are done by people, and wine is brewed by people. Maybe someone will decipher it?"

Even if everyone tastes the wine and says it is good, it means that you have brewed a good vat of wine and it has nothing to do with Wang Wen. Jin Huabin thought so in his heart, but he was embarrassed to say it out loud, pouring cold water on him and discouraging his enthusiasm. Accompany

After watching him busy for a long time, he finally stopped what he was doing and said: "Let's go into the mountains together, using your off-road vehicle. You drive, and I will complete your forum task on my laptop."

Jin Huabin said half-jokingly: "Last time I wrote about the reincarnation of the firefly spirit. I was talking and writing as a way to relieve my fatigue and prevent me from falling asleep while driving."

"Hahaha, what if you fall asleep and the car goes over the ravine? Let me tell you a story." Zhu Jinze started his story with a smile: "These two daughters were extraordinary when they were born. Countless fireflies circled the house.

At night, the delivery room is like a fifteen-year-old lantern. As they begin to crawl, they become obsessed with light. Oil lamps, candles, stove fires and other items that glow in the dark arouse their interest and they often raise their hands to touch them.

The strange thing is that my fingers have never been burned.

In a blink of an eye, it was their first birthday Sunday. In order to prevent the same thing as their brother Wang Wen, the family put the Zhouzhu items on the plate, but everyone watching had nothing in their hands. The plate was so big, and the embroidery needle was so small.

The two daughters coincidentally used their little fingers to twist embroidery needles, then grabbed books and embroidered randomly on the books.

Can a one-year-old child's fingers be flexible enough to twist an embroidery needle? The books record the deeds of saints, but using a needle to prick it seems disrespectful, and the adults look at each other.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside, shouting to put out the fire. Wang Qingbo and others went out and saw that there were fireflies flying all over the sky again outside the house. The light they emitted in the middle of the night was like a fire, which caused misunderstanding among the villagers."

"In ancient times, this kind of phenomenon would only occur when emperor-level figures were born or on important dates. Now, the whole county is absolutely in shock, right?" Jin Huabin looked at the withered grass stems in winter and drove in carefully.

He walked to the tractor road and asked: "In your story, was Dean Fang present when Sunday was caught?"

"What kind of life can a woman have? A beauty can cause trouble in the country? It was because Dean Fang was present and told everyone that it was a natural phenomenon for fireflies to circle the house when the weather was hot. He did not say anything about the strange power and confuse the gods. He ordered everyone not to talk nonsense, so as not to cause trouble.

It brings disaster to the local area, so only the people in this village know about it." Zhu Jinze paused and said: "The two daughters are only one year old, and I don't know whether they will be beauties when they grow up. Even if they become beauties when they grow up, they are businessmen.

The family's social status is not high, and Yong'an is located in a remote place. The possibility of entering the palace and becoming concubines is extremely rare. Although their parents are surprised, they hope that they will stay with them without any illness or disaster, and they have not deliberately publicized this matter."<

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