Bai Shuangfei was exhausted and lay on the ground panting. Ding Qusheng saw a sudden thunder in the blue sky and whether the clouds would rain or not. At that time, her face suddenly changed, and she felt something was wrong, so he followed her quietly.
In the backyard, I happened to see Thunder God blasting her. But I was a mortal and couldn't help by rushing forward. So I hid beside and watched nervously. When I saw Thunder God and the heavenly soldiers leaving in the clouds, I hurriedly came out and picked her up.
"Ms. sir, we can be together in peace and harmony for the rest of our lives." She fell into his arms and said, "No more heavenly soldiers or generals will bring disaster to us."
"Yes, we will be together for the rest of our lives. I will be nice to my wife every day. I will fish and drink for my wife every day." He carried her to the bed, put her down gently and said, "Lie down and don't move. I'll go and give her some food."
You go to the doctor."
She gently held his hand and said: "Fool, what do you tell the doctor? Will Lei Da's disease be cured? How can there be any medicine to cure this injury in the world? Give me the star map lamp made of millet beads.
Hang it up and I'll nurse myself back to health in a while. You guard the door and don't allow anyone to disturb you."
The light of the boneless lanterns was filled with divine power. Two hours later, Bai Shuangfei was able to move around on the ground. His life was intact, but his body was weak. He could recover after a month of good cultivation.
The catastrophe that once occurred once in five hundred years has passed, and the days to come should be peaceful. Ding Qusheng looked at Bai Shuangfei with a happy face and said, "I asked my father to find a matchmaker to propose marriage to you soon. Soon, we can officially be together every day."
Now, tell me, what should we do about our wedding?"
"You can do whatever you say. I'm an orphan." Bai Shuangfei lowered his head and said shyly, "As long as we live together in peace."
The days of training are actually very hard and lonely. The life span of a heron is only ten years. Four hundred years have passed, and its family and descendants have long since passed away, and they have forgotten in their own memories that in this world, all the herons and
She seemed to have nothing to do with them, which made her always doubt the value of cultivating immortality. Without relatives or friends, what if she lived forever? After getting together with Ding Qusheng, she felt a kind of warmth, so she wanted to stay with him forever.
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Wang Wen and He Qingsheng didn't know what was happening here. They were busy brewing wine in their hometown in Xiguoyang. The wine using vajra root as raw material had already entered the kiln, and another wine using polygonatum japonicus as raw material was in the kiln.
Debugging. Diamond thorns are everywhere in the mountains, but Polygonatum is rare. It mostly grows in the shade of dense forests or beside bamboo forests. It is known as the leftover food of immortals. It is said that this wine can nourish yin and moisturize the lungs, replenish the spleen and qi, and nourish the body.
Kidney replenishes essence. Polygonatum odorifera needs to be steamed and dried for nine times to make medicine. I don’t know how to steam it when fermenting it to make wine?
When modern people make wine, they have yeast and instruments to measure the indicators of starch and sugar. The ancients only relied on experience, talent and feeling. The color of the polygonatum vinifera distilled from the ninth distillation is too dark, and brewing will definitely affect the color of the wine. The polygonatum vinifera distilled from the third distillation is not sweet enough, and fermentation
The wine taste was not enough after seven steamings and seven dryings. The two tasted the Huangjing while it was being steamed, and after surprisingly agreeing, they looked at each other and smiled.
Huangjing cannot be fermented alone, and an equal amount of steamed glutinous rice must be added. According to their feelings, the two of them cooled the glutinous rice and added it to it. They were ready to add distiller's yeast and cover the lid to start fermentation.
"Where's Junior Brother Ding?" During the song, Wang Wen realized that Ding Tianlu, who had been inseparable at critical moments in the past, was not with him today.
Qu is the backbone of wine, and making koji is very important to liquor. Wang Wen felt that today’s koji seemed different from usual ones, so he asked.
The waiter lowered his head and replied: "Shopkeeper Ding's hand is a little injured. He's going to see a doctor."
What's going on? After careful questioning, Wang Wen learned that the amount of brewing was too large in recent times, and the temperature of making koji depended entirely on the feel of the hand. In order to ensure the quality of the koji, he repeatedly tested and felt the temperature with his hands, and soaked his hands in the koji for a long time.
If you put it in warm water with a certain degree of alcohol for a long time, your skin will turn white and get injured.
In order to make good wine, they worked really hard. After Wang Wen and He Qingsheng heard about it, they planned to go to the backyard to see him and came in anxiously. Wang Wen looked at his hands wrapped in cloth and said distressedly: "
Take a good rest, you haven't slept for two days and two nights.
He raised his head and said: "It doesn't matter, everyone has mastered a unique skill." The "Cocoon Sword Hand" started with blisters on the ten fingers, and then turned into cocoons due to overwork. The thickness of the cocoon layer on the palm is the mark of skill training. "Han Bing"
"Zhang": By inserting your hand into the fermented grains, you can measure the temperature and humidity of the fermented grains.
The new wine in the first kiln has been brewed and is ready for distillation. The three of them came to the steam room together. It is said that "the production of aroma depends on fermentation, the improvement of aroma depends on distillation, and the extraction of good wine depends on picking wine." How to pick out the wine head while
Picking and tasting, and accurately grading. In the wine shop, currently only five people including Wang Wen and his wife, the Ding brothers and Bai Shuangfei have this technology. He Qingsheng gave it an elegant name called "Looking at Flowers and Picking Wine". Pay attention to "good flowers"
Don’t break up, five sections and three levels, taste while connecting, cut off the head and tail, and only take the essence of the interruption."
Seeing this, Jin Huabin seemed to have some insights. Doesn’t life require such a mentality? After cutting off the head and tail, only the good things are left, and on the contrary, there are only painful memories. It is indeed not easy for my wife, and she has a career.
It is difficult for anyone to accept such a contrast when you are so successful and suddenly hit the bottom. In addition, you are pregnant again and cannot re-enter the business. This is like tying up the hands and feet of a fighter.
I have to treat her well and cook her a Malaysian meal. She has lived there for several years and has wonderful memories of her. He used his memory to cook her sweet and sour pork, crispy chicken, and dry-roasted mandarin fish.
, tomato tenderloin, fried meat and green peppers, fresh mushrooms and cauliflower, braised fish fillets and other flavorful dishes. Although it is not quite authentic, you can taste it and it seems to have a Malaysian flavor.
When the food was ready, he wanted to give his wife a surprise, so he covered it with a cover, served the meal carefully, and then invited her and his mother to sit down in the bedroom.
After the cover was taken off, Zhang Guifang suddenly screamed: "What do you mean, are you mocking my business failure in Malaysia and reminding me in this way?" After saying that, he threw his rice bowl on the table and became angry.
I went back to the bedroom. I kindly fed him anhydrous lungs. What did I do wrong? He was at a loss.
"Go and coax her, women tend to be moody before they give birth." Upon seeing this, his mother pushed him into the bedroom.
Just when she heard these words, she stood up and cursed: "Who is so moody? I will give birth to a son." After saying that, she hit her stomach hard and hard with her hand.
He explained to her for two hours before her mentality calmed down and she was no longer so arrogant. Maybe it was prenatal depression. Today she could only continue to sleep on the sofa and read forums to kill time. Thinking of this, he brushed his teeth.