Chapter 1992: This kind of wine is called lamb wine

When I was a child, I was naughty and didn’t call it Grandpa Jia, but I just called it Grandpa Jia. It felt very fun and imposing.

Over the years, young people like Chen Jianghai have just called him Shunkou, and the old man has never complained, so everyone just kept calling him that, and didn't think there was anything inappropriate.

When he heard the name of Mr. Jia, Jia Dewang paused for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Jianghai.

"Yeah, it turns out it's your boy. I said no one has called me Mr. Jia for so many years. Why did anyone suddenly scream today?"

"Why are you back?

You are now promising and are an amazing person. I have seen you in the newspapers. It’s not simple!”

Speaking of this, the old man slapped his forehead hard and said in a little annoyed: "Oh, by the way, look at my memory."

"Someone told me yesterday that your Chen family has come back to repair the ancestral tomb, and it is also your duty to come back."

"I think I should be greedy for this wine, right?

You boy never be polite to me, just drink it yourself!"

When Chen Jianghai heard this, his eyes were a little wet for a moment, and all the past flashed quickly across his heart like a slide.

When he was a child, he often came to the old man to steal wine. On the surface, the old man would curse symbolically every time, but he never really blamed him.

Since he left Chenjia Village, he has never come back to see the old man.

Thinking about it now is a pity.

Moreover, in my impression, in his previous life, he rarely returned to his hometown because he was unwilling to feel affectionately in the scenery.

Fortunately, he can make up for it in this life.

"Of course you have to drink wine, but why do you still kill sheep?

I know I'll cook for me!"

Chen Jianghai quickly suppressed his excitement, a smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but tease him.

"Get out! I'm using wine making. You forgot that when you came here to steal wine when you were a child, you were hit by the sheep I raised."

After Jadewang cursed fiercely, he suddenly remembered something funny again and couldn't help but smile on his face.

Before Chen Jianghai could say anything this time, Lin Wanqiu couldn't help but ask curiously: "Jianghai, do you use mutton to make wine?

This is the first time I have heard of it.”

Although Lin Wanqiu is not a professional wine lover and drinks little, she has never heard of mutton making wine.

Now that I have encountered it, I naturally want to ask for it.

Jia Dewang looked at Lin Wanqiu like he was looking at his nephews and said, "Jiang Hai is so lucky to marry such a beautiful wife as you."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Wanqiu's cheeks flushed.

Just heard Jadewang continue, "You have never heard of it being normal to make wine with mutton, because there are not many people who can do this craft.

This wine is called lamb wine.”

"The History of Wine" records that lamb wine was found in Xiaoyi County, Fenzhou. My grandfather had worked there for more than ten years and learned this craft and passed it to me."

"It is the same family as Xinghua Village wine, both of which are from Fenzhou.

Even Li Shizhen's Compendium of Materia Medica is recorded."

"The real recipe of Xuanhe Chengdian is to use rice and soak the pulp as often as possible.

Seven pounds of tender and fat lamb, fourteen ounces of quince, and one pound of almonds, cook them together and mix with rice with juice.

Add one or two liang of wood fragrance and soak it in one night, add ten pears, and pound the juice and qu rice to make wine and drink it.”

"It's just that because the wine is made with lamb, the cost is too high, and with various other reasons, it's not famous and has never been able to spread. Now there are even fewer people who learn this."

"Not to mention others, even my descendants, are unwilling to learn it. They think killing lambs is too cruel. Gradually, this craft will be cut off."

It was also the first time that Chen Jianghai heard about the true origin of this kind of wine.

At the same time, he recalled that he had never drunk this kind of lamb wine again, and it was occasionally found on the market, but it was not the same taste and it was not authentic at all.

As soon as Mr. Jia passed away, his descendants did not learn this craft, and the wine completely disappeared.

Suddenly, his eyes widened. When he thought of this, he could not avoid a topic, Mr. Jia's death.

In the previous life, Mr. Jia did not die of illness, nor did he die of death, but an accident happened.

He couldn't remember the specific time. It seemed that one year in recent years, the rain was particularly heavy, causing a nearby landslide and the entire Chenjia Village suffered severe mudslides.

Everyone else was fine, but because the house in Jia was old and the adobe house of the past, he was directly crushed by the rain, and he was directly smashed to death inside.

Thinking of this, Chen Jianghai couldn't help but be glad that this time, because of repairing the ancestral tomb, he returned to the village and then smelled the fragrance of wine and came to Jia Ye's house.

This time, he would save Mr. Jia no matter how he was.

Chen Jianghai asked with a smile: "Master Jia, just let me stand here and chat, otherwise the whole table would be a good time to drink some lamb wine."

Since I want to save Mr. Jia, I have to have a good chat with the old man, and he is not in a hurry to leave.

"You guys have a lot of things to do! OK, I'll get you a table."

Jadewang disliked him, but in fact he smiled all in his eyes.

He walked to the water tank to scoop a ladle of water, washed his hands, then moved a stool for Chen Jianghai, and brought him two bowls of wine.

He even served a plate of fried peanuts.

"You two can make do with it, there is only this peanut.

But this lamb wine has been stored for a long time, and it is delicious even if you don’t have to serve the food.”

After hearing this, Chen Jianghai quickly agreed, "No need to say that when I was a child, I didn't eat anything, I could drink a bowl of it!"

As he said that, Chen Jianghai pushed the bowl to Lin Wanqiu, who was full of curiosity, and said with a smile: "You taste it, it's very delicious."

In normal times, Chen Jianghai doesn't drink much.

At home, I just occasionally have a drink with my father Chen Liye.

But I didn't expect that I was so good at drinking when I was a child.

This also aroused Lin Wanqiu's curiosity.

So she was not polite, and picked up the handed over by Chen Jianghai and tried to take a sip.

As soon as she started to drink, she frowned because of the spiciness.

However, she then sipped more and more smoothly, and she couldn't help but stretched out her thumb and said, "This wine is really amazing. When I first started drinking it, I felt that it was no different from other wines, and it was a bit intense."

"Of course, it may also be because I don't drink alcohol that makes me feel this way.

But after trying a few bites, I felt very soft and didn’t choke at all.”

"The key is that after it falls into the stomach, it is not the kind of hot and spicy roast, but it is more like eating hot pot, making people feel warm all over the body.

This wine is just right in winter, and the chill on your body is dispelled."

"I think this kind of wine can be mixed into the flavor that girls like to drink."

"By the way, there is another point, this wine has the mellow aroma of food and smells better than most of the wines on the market.
Chapter completed!