Their lounges on the first day of the Chinese New Year are not very big. The oil lamps on the table are a little dim, the windows are tightly sealed without air leakage, and there is also a brazier. Without the wind and snow outside the window, the small room is still very warm.

The house is not big, it is just used to rest on duty, and the place I live is close to the kitchen, mainly because the house is close to Mr.'s house, so you can know any movement.

They would go to inspect the first and second grades of the lunar calendars in groups. The gardener and the chef were from other places on the seventh grade of the lunar calendars, so they lived here. In addition to doing their jobs, they would occasionally patrol and get some subsidies.

Generally, when it is their turn to be on duty, there is basically nothing to do before midnight, and the thieves who crow and dogs will not point out this. They will only take turns to patrol for a while before midnight, and then return to the lounge to rest. Moreover, most of the people in the city admire the gentleman, and even the thieves who crow and dogs will not come here.

After midnight, the inspections were more frequent than before. Two groups of people inspected separately, one group inspected several times, rested in the middle, and opened a small window outside the house to take a few glances. It was not too tiring, and basically did not need to prevent thieves, mainly to prevent fire candles, and work was considered leisurely.

I have to wait for this night to go on vacation the next day.

It's still early, so they are all in the lounge and will have to wait until dawn the next day before they return to their room to rest.

After shaking the pot of wine for a few times, Chu Yi poured the wine into four small-footed cups, and there was a gap in the edge of one cup.

"I seem to have a little less of this cup."

"Absolutely, almost."

"You have a little more!"

After debugging for a long time, I finally got the difference, almost one-third of the cup, and I could almost take two small sips.

Four people clinked their glasses, and drank the wine in the first day of the New Year. After drinking it, hesitated and fell into the aftertaste.

I drank half of the second day of the lunar month, put down the cup, picked up the jar of wine under the bed, tore the sealing mud, and filled the cup.

The gardener slowly savored the wine on the 7th day of the lunar month and licked a small mouthful.

The chef divided the wine into two and drank the glass of wine.

"It's really good wine! Oh? I've poured it on?" Chuyi woke up from the aftertaste of the fine wine and saw Chuyi mixing wine, and joked.

"Drink slowly, every sip is fine wine, which feels great. Brother Junior High School, you said that this acidification is because you regret not learning from me, right?" Junior High School didn't care, and instead joked about Junior High School.

On the first day of the Chu Dynasty, I took the wine jar and poured it all over. I said, "Anyway, I'm so happy. I still have the smell of wine in my mouth now. I have to add some wine to dilute the smell of wine."

The gardener looked at them with a silly smile. His hometown is located in the northern desert and the water resources are extremely precious, so he cherishes liquids such as wine. To give an exaggerated example: the gardener is squeezed drop by drop when going to the toilet on the seventh day of the day.

The chef took a small sip first, tasted it, and couldn't help but take another big sip. There was only a little wine in total, and then he finished drinking it.

With the winemaking process at that time, the taste of the wine may be just that, not much different, but because of its rareness, this wine is more precious in their eyes, and they all drink it with the way they think it is most satisfying, so that the wine will look more delicious, and more of it is the beauty with infinite imagination.

The wine under the bed is their entertainment. They all know their alcohol capacity and will control the amount. When they go out for a patrol, they can just drink wine to warm their bodies.

"This is the special cumin that the teacher likes to eat the most. When the man introduced the name of the dish, I heard it, "I'm old." Chu Yi pointed at the dish.

"I can try it. I can eat the same dish with my husband. I can sing it well with my descendants in the future!" said the second year of the junior high school.

The chef snorted and said, "Breaking good luck! Don't we and Mr. eat the same dish fried in the same pot every day? Mr. eat the dishes I cook every day. Do you think I'm showing off?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!