Zanthoxylum bungeanum

Chapter 63

Zheng Jinshui found a few old bowls left by the original owner from the cupboard, scooped hot water from the pot to wash them, and divided the remaining rice wine among them evenly. Each person only got half a bowl.

"Not bad, not bad, who made this wine?" Zheng Lin, who likes to drink, raised his thumb and praised.

"I'm in the house." Zheng Jinshui picked up the empty drink bottle, "I'll go home and get some."

Zheng Lin waved his hand, "It's snowing outside, come and sit down, I have wine here."

He took out a clay jar of wine from a bag and smiled, "Those who can sit here and drink today are very lucky. This is the authentic Daughter Hong, which has been hidden in the soil of Lubatou Village for many years. Take it out."

Zou Chengmin suspected that he was bragging, and said bluntly, "Grandpa Zheng, you are not married, where is your daughter Hong?"

Li Xiangming glanced at the clay jar, "It was buried by a family with a daughter in the village. The daughter was probably still young when they moved out. According to the rules, if you are not married, you can't dig it out. It's a waste of money for him. It's worth four jars."

"What does it mean to be free and cheap? Everything in the whole village belongs to me and the second waiter." Zheng Lin said dissatisfied.

Everyone smiled. Such good wine is hard to find, and it is indeed lucky to drink it.

They were all waiting for Zheng Lin to open the altar, but he looked at Zou Erhou, "Take it out."

Zou Erhou nodded and took out a small gray cloth bag in his arms and handed it to Zheng Jinshui, "Jin Shui, I have inquired about the wages of the bricklayers, and here is 200 yuan for me and Zheng Lin, you and Niu San One hundred people, and we will pay Uncle Li Yan back."

"Now they are all from the same village. Why are you so out of touch? Put it away quickly." Zheng Jinshui pushed his hand back, saying unhappily.

Zou Erhou ignored him, and took out 100 yuan from the cloth bag and handed it to Niu San, "Don't worry about this, the emperor is still working for nothing, we can't let you work for nothing."

Niu San took Nur Hong from Zheng Lin, "I want this."

Zheng Lin was empty-handed, and he also took money from Zou Erhou and stuffed it into Zheng Jinshui's hand.

They pushed back and forth, as if practicing Tai Chi, Li Xiangming was afraid that the wine would be beaten, so he hurriedly stood up and snatched the wine from Niu San, "Uncle Zheng, are you annoying? Zheng Jinshui and you have the same surname, 500 years ago It's a family, what kind of money does the family charge!"

Zou Chengmin smiled, and went up to pull Zou Erhou away, "Grandpa Zou Erhou, you and I were also in the same family 500 years ago."

In the nearby villages, Zheng, Zou, and Zhao are common surnames. Zou Erhou and Zheng Lin knew that they had good intentions, so they said this on purpose. Seeing their true feelings, the two had no choice but to collect the money.

As soon as Li Xiangming opened the altar, a scent of wine wafted out. Everyone knew that the wine was very mellow and the taste was unmistakable.

In the end, everyone drank too much except Zou Chengmin.

Because Zou Chengmin couldn't compete with these elders, he drank the least. He dozed off when he saw them sitting by the fire in a naive manner. He could only burn the fire for them. After sitting for a while, he fell asleep in a daze. caught.

When I woke up again, it was already daylight, and the fire in the brazier was about to go out. I hurriedly got up and went to the firewood room to get charcoal. When I opened the door, I was shocked. The snow was still falling, and it had already piled up on the threshold.

Stretching out my feet, I found that I had reached my calf. I walked to the firewood room to fetch charcoal step by step. Fortunately, the original owner left some stock, otherwise I would have been frozen to death if the temperature suddenly dropped.

(End of this chapter)