The smell of alcohol is smoky, and I don't feel drunk. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Shen Zhezi tasted every kind of wine, he couldn't stand the variety. Although the alcohol content of these wines is not high, they have great potential when mixed together. When the energy of wine came to his head, Shen Zhezi only felt dizzy, and soon fell drunk and unconscious.

When I woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day, Shen Zhezi was lying on the bed and just turned over, and heard a soft shout outside the tent, "Lang Jun is awake", not long after, the sound of light footsteps sounded, and then the curtain was lifted up by the bare hands, and a girl with a bun knelt in front of the couch, holding a bowl of soup in both hands.

Nowadays, women wear more cardigan skirts, compared with the Han Dynasty, there are fewer layers, the belt is more slim, the neckline and sleeves are wide, and the style is more varied, distinguishing the noble and the inferior by the color of the clothes. The girl in front of her, dressed in a cyan placket, slipped her sleeves between her elbows when her hands were raised, revealing her slender and shiny forearms like half lotus roots.

Shen Zhezi lowered his eyes from this angle, and he could see the girl's neck and delicate collarbone under the green silk, he raised his hand to pry away the slightly scattered and broken hair between the girl's forehead, and saw a beautiful face that was still childish, and recognized that it was the maid who had been serving him closely since he crossed over. But Shen Zhezi never knew the girl's name, and when he thought of it, he asked, "What is your name?" ”

"Lang Jun, the slave name is Guer."

The girl didn't dare to look up at each other, and replied timidly.

"Melon? Good name. ”

Shen Zhezi said casually, he didn't know what was good about this name, but it was better than being straightforward and simple, just like the feeling that the girl herself gave people, glutinous and sweet, green and astringent.

He didn't have any charming thoughts of destroying the shoots, so he took the soup and took a sip, the plum dried arrowroot powder soup that was hangover was at a suitable temperature in the mouth. The delicious soup ran down his throat, and the spirit of the hangover was a little chaotic. Leaning on the couch and stretching his waist, he drank the hangover soup in one gulp before Shen Zhezi turned over and got up.

The maid serving the soup retreated, and some of the maids put on their clothes and served and changed. Shen Zhezi let a few maids change clothes gently, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and after thinking about it a little, he felt that his puberty was coming, and he was a little longing for spring. He waved his hand and said, "Stand down, and let Gu'er come and serve." ”

Hearing this, several maids looked at each other and were slightly stunned. These people served Shen Zhezi in his daily life, and Lang Jun didn't even bother to ask their names, it was the first time that a certain person was named to serve. This may not mean anything to Shen Zhezi, but it has made waves in the hearts of these maids.

Shen Zhezi didn't think there was anything unusual, the eye edge was really wonderful, these maids around him were all delicate and moving, and they often ignored their faces when they saw too much. But just when he woke up with a hangover and was in a somewhat loose mood, he happened to see a girl whose appearance and temperament matched his hazy vision, and he remembered it in his heart.

It's like when people are emotionally unstable, they suddenly hear a melody that fits the mood at that time. So every time I hear this melody in the future, it will bring it back to the beauty or sadness of that time.

Soon, the girl Gua'er walked into the room in small steps, or because she was in a hurry, her little face was even more delicate, and she bowed slightly and whispered: "Lang Jun, Gu'er is here." ”

Seeing this gentle and pretty girl, Shen Zhezi felt the previous lazy and comfortable feeling in his heart. He nodded, motioning for Gu'er to follow behind him, telling the others to step back and fetch the roster of brewers they had gathered yesterday.

"Can you write?"

Shen Zhezi sat in front of the desk and picked up the brush, spread out the roster, and glanced at the melon who was kneeling next to the desk, gently grinding the ink with his bare hands, and asked.

Gu'er nodded, and said with a blushing face: "It's just a little acquaintance." ”

"Then I'll read it, and you can write it for me."

Shen Zhezi gave up his position, motioned for Gua Er to move over, and reached out to grab the inkstone. The maid Gua'er shook her head in panic like a frightened fawn, and pressed the ink inkstone with both hands: "Lang Jun can't, Gu'er grinds the ink ......"

Seeing the girl's fierce reaction, Shen Zhezi felt a sense of shame for the attempted flirtation, so he simply waved his hand and got up and sat on the side of the bed, spread the roster on his lap, and while reading the roster, he waited for Gua'er to polish his ink, and occasionally chatted a few words: "Gua'er, how old are you?" Do you have any other relatives at home? ”

Gua Er obviously couldn't adapt to Shen Zhezi's sudden change of attitude, and her demeanor and movements were even more restrained, as if she was uncomfortable crawling with caterpillars. For Shen Zhezi's casual question, he didn't dare to be light, frowning slightly and groaning, while answering carefully.

Through the small talk of questions and answers, Shen Zhezi knows a lot about Gua'er's life experience. The girl's life experience is ordinary, it doesn't look like there is a hidden plot, her surname is Qu, she is thirteen years old this year, her ancestors are all shaded by the Shen family, and now her parents and brothers are working in Longxi Village.

Such a life experience is simple and innocent, just like the refreshing and pretty image of a girl, just like Shen Zhezi's good impression of her without too many distractions. Although it failed to trigger hidden plots such as the descendants of high-ranking officials and the princesses of the previous dynasty, Shen Zhezi was right to think about it. He is also the heir of the Shen family, how can the family arrange the servants with unknown future by his side.

"Relax, don't be too restrictive. If you wish, stay in my door. If you don't want to, then endure it. ”

Shen Zhezi put on a domineering president style and laughed and teased. Who knew that after Naguer heard this, her body trembled, and she hurriedly fell to the ground at Shen Zhezi's feet, and said in a trembling voice: "Gua'er is willing, willing to ......"

Shen Zhezi glanced down, the girl's pretty face was pale, not like gratitude, but mostly frightened, probably frightened by her last words. Obviously, I'm not very familiar with myself, and I'm not familiar enough to joke about it.

"Well, let's not talk about that. Go back and sit down, you write down what I read. ”

Shen Zhezi pushed the girl back to her original position, then picked up the roster and began to select craftsmen.

The technical difficulty of distilled liquor is not high, and if Shen Zhezi wants to form a monopoly, he must choose a truly reliable and reliable craftsman.

In this era, manor management must also be carefully kept secret, and it is not inconceivable to be bought into commercial spies with a lot of money. Shi Chong and Wang Kai, who were rich in the Western Jin Dynasty, bribed each other's people and spied on the news. In order to keep his own high-quality fruits, the plums collected by Wang Rong have to drill through the core before they are sold.

Shen Zhezi has already proposed a name for the product he has not yet produced, which is called Liquan real pulp, and a trap is buried in the name. In the future, if the packaging is really popular, how many people are scattered in this era, how big the market of Liquan real pulp is, and the profit will not be small.

This kind of fist pillar industry will definitely be coveted, so it must be an absolutely reliable person in his own family, and Shen Zhezi will allow him to contact technology.

Maybe this idea is a bit groundless and petty, but Shen Zhezi is a conspiracy theorist who has never been afraid to speculate about others with the greatest malice, and if conditions permit, there is nothing wrong with being careful.

Therefore, the craftsmen selected by Shen Zhezi give priority to innocent backgrounds, simple interpersonal relationships, and completely under the control of the Shen family, such as melons, and eliminate the possibility of being bought by outsiders. As for the brewing technique, it is still secondary, anyway, the distillation technology is different from the puree brewing process.

Originally, Shen Zhezi thought that this condition was somewhat harsh, and he could screen out a large number of unqualified people. However, he looked through the roster, and there were only seven or eight unqualified brewers who were eliminated, and the others had lived in the Shen family manor for at least two generations!

It seems that in this era, the awareness of protecting rights and confidentiality is not unique to itself. Shen Zhezi sighed, so he chose the best among them and selected thirty people with the simplest and most honest family backgrounds. Looking at the melon who was in charge of recording, the arm holding the pen was already trembling slightly, and there were fine beads of sweat on the tip of Linglong's nose, and his small mouth was moving and he wanted to speak.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zhezi asked casually.

"Melon, melon is too slow to write......"

Gua'er cried and confessed with a sad face, and whispered a plea: "Can Lang Jun ...... Can you read it again? ”

Shen Zhezi laughed, motioned for Gu'er to rest for a while, first asked someone to bring tea soup to drink, and then brought a cup to Gua'er. The little girl didn't dare to touch the pottery cup, kneeling sideways and rubbing her sour arm.

Shen Zhezi saw that this girl was too restrained in front of him and couldn't let go, so he simply stopped embarrassing her and asked her to retreat and rest first. However, he was also worried that the girl would be ostracized because of his other eyes, so he gathered the servants and maids around him and announced, "There is no need to assign other errands to Gu'er in the future." ”

This action flattered the girl, and she thanked her again and again, and the eyes of the others were no longer the same when they looked at Gua'er. They followed Shen Zhezi for a long time, only to see Lang Jun treat the group of fierce people in Longxi differently, and as for taking special care of the servants and maids around him, this was the first time.

Shen Zhezi ignored the strange eyes of others, held the roster and circled the craftsmen he had selected, left the inner house and went to the general office area on the right side of the manor, called out those craftsmen by name, and talked one by one to deepen understanding.

These craftsmen were both men and women, ranging from young men in their twenties to people in their fifties and sixties who were already quite old. Their relatives are all in the Shen family's manor, and they are absolutely innocent and reliable. What's more, one of the old men named Zuo Dan, the last time he left Longxizhuang in his memory, he followed Shen Zhezi's great-ancestor to Jiangbei to welcome back the coffin of General Zuo Shen Ying and return to his hometown for burial!

Hearing Zuo Dan's narration, Shen Zhezi couldn't help but gasp, Zuo General Shen Ying was the Taishou of Danyang in Eastern Wu, and he died on the battlefield when the Western Jin Dynasty destroyed Wu, and it has been more than 40 years ago! In other words, this old man has hardly left Longxi Village in his life!

Shen Zhezi really couldn't accept such an outrageous personal control, and he asked, "Boss, don't you want to go outside to have a look?" ”

The old man Zuo Dan smiled innocently: "The soldiers outside are in chaos, and human life is like grass, which is more comfortable than living in Zhuangzi?" ”

Seeing that the other people also had related expressions, Shen Zhezi couldn't help but be dumbfounded. He felt that living in one place all his life, not knowing the vastness of heaven and earth, and not hearing about the changes of the world, was a rare tragedy in life, but in the eyes of these people, Zhuangzi could provide them with food and clothing to survive, avoid military disasters and famine, and prosper their children and grandchildren, which is really a peaceful and pure land!

Zifei Taoyuan Weng, Anzhi Taoyuan Le?