Chapter 29 Sophora Flower Wine
In the blink of an eye, it was Huaiyue.
At this time, spring is deepening and summer is beginning to appear.
The locust tree is dressed in new green at this time of year, and its leaves are as light as green feathers, swaying gently in the wind.
Sophora flowers also began to bloom one after another, with pale white and yellowish petals hanging on the branches, emitting bursts of rich fragrance, attracting bees to fly around busily.
Wen Li'er is that busy little bee.
Today, she called Qingzhu and Qingmei over to pick locust flowers, intending to make locust flower wine.
Nanny Qin stood by with a worried look on her face, trying to persuade them constantly.
"Master, how can you do such rough work? If you want to drink, there is plenty in the kitchen. There is no need to brew it yourself."
Wen Li'er was so annoyed by her nagging that she said calmly, "Mammy, I brewed this for His Highness."
Sure enough, Wen Li'er was amazed by the speed with which Nanny Qin changed her expression.
The next moment, Nanny Qin was all smiles.
"I brewed this for His Highness. Master, why didn't you tell me earlier? Besides the locust flowers, do you need to prepare anything else? I'll arrange it right away."
Wen Lier: "..."
Qingzhu and Qingmei saw their master's mouth twitching and laughed hard.
Nanny Qin is like this. Whenever the master does something out of temper, she will nag him.
But as long as the matter is related to His Highness, Nanny Qin's attitude will change.
In short, in Nanny Qin's heart, Wen Li'er's life should revolve around the prince!
Wen Li'er has gotten used to it and is too lazy to argue with her.
She ordered, "Mammy, go to the kitchen and prepare some white wine and rock sugar for me. Also, prepare a few earthenware jars. Wash them thoroughly with boiling water and drain them thoroughly."
Nanny Qin went there immediately.
Wen Li'er took Qingmei and Qingzhu to continue picking locust flowers until the baskets of the three of them were full, and then they returned to Yaohua Palace.
Every year in the month of locust trees, my mother would brew a dozen jars of locust flower wine for my father and brother and bury them under the locust tree.
Sophora japonica flowers are slightly cold in nature and have the effects of clearing away heat and detoxifying, cooling blood and moisturizing dryness.
When my father and brother wanted to drink, they would dig out a jar and drink together.
Wen Li'er had brewed with her mother several times and roughly knew the key points.
It is not difficult to make locust flower wine, but the first two steps are more troublesome.
You need to first pick the unopened Sophora japonica buds and remove impurities, pedicels and leaves.
Rinse gently with clean water two to three times, spread it on a bamboo sieve or gauze, and place it in a cool and ventilated place to dry thoroughly.
It cannot be exposed to direct sunlight, otherwise it will affect the taste of the locust flower wine.
The washed locust flowers are air-dried overnight.
When she woke up the next day, Wen Li'er began to put the locust flowers into the processed wine jar.
Put a layer of locust flowers and a layer of rock sugar into the wine jar in that order.
Pour in white wine until it completely submerges the Sophora japonica flowers, leaving some space at the top to prevent expansion during fermentation.
After filling, carefully seal the bottle mouth with oil paper.
There are no locust trees in the east hall where Wen Li'er lives, but there are a few jujube trees.
She took a shovel and asked the eunuchs Wan'an and Wanquan to help.
Several people worked together to dig a big hole under the tree and put the wine jars in one by one.
Before the ground was even covered, the prince arrived.
Wen Li'er hadn't had time to put down the shovel in her hand, and a lot of mud was stuck on the hem of her skirt.
There were a few traces of dirt on the little white face.
When she saw the prince suddenly come in, she was startled, quickly dropped the shovel, and wiped her face casually with her hands.
In her haste, she completely forgot that she had not yet had time to wash the dirt off her hands.
This touch successfully turned a pretty boy into a clown.
Yan Shixu didn't expect that when he came to Yaohua Palace on a whim today, he would catch a little clay cat.
He looks so dirty, he doesn't look like a master at all.
He felt a little amused, took out an embroidered handkerchief from his sleeve, and carefully wiped her face.
After wiping, she handed the embroidered handkerchief to Yongtai behind her.
"What is Wen Fengyi doing?"
Wen Li'er answered honestly, "I'm brewing Sophora japonica wine."
Yan Shixu turned his head and looked at the several wine jars in the big hole.
He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "When did Wen Fengyi learn how to brew wine?"
Wen Li'er raised her head slightly, feeling a little proud.
"Your Highness, I learned this from my mother outside the palace. I can not only brew locust flower wine, but also many other kinds. For example: plum blossom wine, osmanthus wine, bayberry wine..."
She counted on her fingers, her voice gradually lowering, and an unconcealable sadness appeared on her face.
Yan Shixu reached out and lifted her chin, looking straight into her eyes that had suddenly dimmed.
He was always smart and immediately understood why she was so depressed.
"Is Wen Fengyi homesick?"
Wen Li'er nodded and uttered a low "hmm," her eyes turning red.
I have been away from home for so long, and I don’t know how everything is going at home, or whether my parents and brother are in good health.
Yan Shixu looked at her pitiful little appearance and blurted out a word without thinking, and deliberately softened his voice.
"Don't be sad. When there's a suitable opportunity, I'll allow you to go back home and see how your parents and brother are doing."
"Meet my parents and brother?"
When Wen Li'er heard this, two extremely bright lights suddenly burst out of her eyes.
She stared at Yan Shixu, worried that she had heard it wrong.
"Your Highness, can I really go home to see my parents and brother?"
Yan Shixu nodded subconsciously: "Of course."
Wen Li'er turned around excitedly, tears of joy welling up in the corners of her eyes, but she soon remembered that she had forgotten to thank His Highness.
She knelt before him and kowtowed several times.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
This scene was truly heartbreaking. Nanny Qin and Qingmei and Qingzhu both turned their heads away and secretly wiped their tears.
Yongtai lowered his head and stood quietly behind the prince, feeling surprised.
A small Fengyi is not qualified to go home to visit his family.
unless……
It seems that Wen Fengyi is a man of great fortune.
Yan Shixu sighed softly, pulled her up from the ground, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
He actually didn't know why he suddenly made such a promise to her.
I guess it's because the sadness on this woman's face is too pitiful.
Never mind, it's just a little troublesome to deal with, but it's not impossible to fulfill her small wish.
"Don't cry, bury the bar."
"good."
Wen Li'er instructed Wan'an Wanquan to bury the soil that had been turned over again, stomped it firmly, and covered it with grass.
Nanny Qin has always been cautious, worried that people would know that her master brewed wine for the prince and might have some dirty thoughts.
She arranged for Wan'an and Wanquan to take turns watching.
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