Chapter 83 Improved Wine Recipe
During this period of recuperation, Yihua developed a new hobby, which is brewing wine.

She found a travelogue from Yinzhen's collection of books. The author was no longer traceable. The book described many folk customs and was mixed with stories about gods, ghosts and monsters, which attracted Yihuan very much.

From the text, we can feel that the author is a wine lover. The customs and habits of each place are different, and the only similarity is the description of the wine. The author spent a lot of time pondering and summarizing many recipes, which were recorded one by one in the travel notes.

However, some of the recipes had a lot of smudges and modifications, and some were even marked with uncertain words, making them semi-finished wine recipes. This aroused Yihua's curiosity.

As she had plenty of time, Yihuan asked her servants to find the ingredients recorded in the recipes in the travel notes and cleaned up a room specifically for making wine.

When Honghui came back from school that day, Yihuan handed him three small cups, each containing a liquid the size of the bottom of a cup.

"Honghui, come here." Yihuan motioned for him to try it. "This is the plum wine that my mother improved. Would you like to try it?"

Honghui was silent for a while. He looked at Yihua's excited look, thought for a moment and said, "Mother, what else did you put here besides plums and wine?"

"Mother thought the plum wine we drank before was a bit sour, so I put some sugar cubes here, added grape juice here, and finally put vegetable juice in this one. What do you think?"

Honghui looked at the last cup of "plum wine" which had turned green and felt a little resistant.

So, mother, why do we put vegetable juice in plum wine?

In order not to discourage his mother's enthusiasm, Honghui gritted his teeth and drank them one by one, leaving only the taste of radish in his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Yihuan asked expectantly.

"Well, it's delicious."

“Which one is best?”

Honghui was about to point to the first one when he heard Yihuan continue speaking.

"You and your father have similar tastes. If Honghui thinks something good, mother will give it to your father to try."

"Mother, the last one is the best. It's unique and I'm sure father will like it." Honghui retracted his finger.

"You like this too, right? I think adding some vegetable juice to it is just right." Yihua nodded with satisfaction. "I haven't heard you talk about school recently. Is there anything you want to share with mother?"

Honghui touched his nose awkwardly: "Mother, to be honest, brother Hongqing has mentioned to me several times recently that he wants to run away from home."

"What does he want to do?" Yihuan suspected that she had heard it wrong and asked again.

"He's going to venture out into the world." Honghui frowned and repeated, "Brother Hongqing asked me to borrow some money today. My son said that he was buying toys for his sister recently and he was a little short of money, so he needed some time to get it together."

"I'm afraid this won't be easy." Yihuan held back her laughter. It was common for children to run away from home when forced by their parents, regardless of the dynasty.

In addition to the two eunuchs who followed Honghui around 24 hours a day, there were also four people named Hahazhuzi who accompanied him in reading, and the maids and old women who served him. It was difficult for him to stay alone, let alone run away from home under the noses of these people.

The same goes for Hongqing.

"Mother, how can we make him give up this idea?" Honghui was a little distressed. He had tried to persuade and even used threats and intimidation, but Hongqing seemed to be determined.

"Why should we cancel it?" Yihuan asked back.

Honghui was a little puzzled: "Mother, isn't this absurd?"

"That's because it's ridiculous, so there's no need to stop it." Yihuan knew that Honghui was worried about his friends and that's why he was confused.

"No matter how Hongqing prepares, Prince Cheng and his wife will find out sooner or later." Yihuan said, "The more thorough his preparations are and the bigger his moves are, the easier it will be for your uncle and aunt to find out." "From the moment he made the move to run away from home, his plan to run away from home was over."

Honghui couldn't accept such a simple explanation: "What if he really ran away?"

"Honghui, living alone is not as easy as you think. After hitting a wall, he knew to go home." Yihua took a sip of plum wine mixed with grape juice, and the taste became even more sour. "If he can't come back, it's because he is incompetent."

"Because you are not Liuliu's age now, you have to learn to bear the consequences of every decision you make." Yihua looked at Honghui's indecisive look, "Actually, you are hesitating whether to tell Uncle San, right?"

Honghui said frankly: "I don't want to be the one who tells tales. It will hurt the brotherhood."

"But if I don't say it now, I feel I will be speechless facing my uncle and aunt when something happens in the future." Honghui frowned, obviously he had been thinking about it for a long time.

Yihuan understood that Honghui was a child with very high moral standards. In other words, he set high standards for himself.

"You can't have the best of both worlds, Honghui. If you want the best of both worlds, you have to put in more effort." Yihuan dipped a little bit of plum wine mixed with vegetable juice with chopsticks and nodded. This flavor really needed to be tasted by Yinzhen.

Yihuan did not give any specific suggestions. In her opinion, Hongqing's escape plan was full of loopholes, and Honghui would be exposed even if he did nothing. So Honghui could slowly find a way to solve the problem he was worried about by himself.

Seeing that his mother didn't plan to say more today, Honghui also understood that his mother wanted to think for herself, so he bowed and left.

In fact, I already have a solution that can't really be called a solution, but it's a bit... not very decent. Honghui thought, let's just drag it on for a while.

Yinzhen was busy with official duties, so he sent Su Peisheng to the main courtyard and told him that he would not go back to sleep today.

When Su Peisheng came back, he had a food box in his hand: "My master, Fu Jin asked you to take care of your health, so she specially left some seafood porridge and a small pot of newly acquired plum wine for you to taste."

"New?" Yinzhen became interested. Fu Jin had come up with many kinds of wines recently, and some of them tasted unique. He was still looking forward to it.

"Yes, Fu Jin said she hadn't had the chance to try it yet, and it was Prince Honghui who specifically asked for this, so I saved it for you."

Yinzhen raised his eyebrows when he heard this, poured a small cup, and fell silent after seeing the color of the wine. He had a rough guess about its taste. After taking a sip, Yinzhen smiled.

"Send this small pot to the eldest prince and tell him that I said that he should drink it all, not a drop less."

Su Peisheng turned his head for a moment and understood what was going on. He knew that the father and son were fighting each other from a distance, so he responded with a smile.

Honghui had just gotten what he wanted from the court doctor, and when he came back he saw Su Peisheng waiting at the door. After learning the purpose of his visit, Honghui fell silent.

It was obviously the wine brewed by my mother, and it was also my mother who sent it to me. I just made a small suggestion, so why am I always the one who gets hurt?

Fortunately, the plum wine brewed by Yihua has a very low alcohol content, with only a slight smell of alcohol. Honghui gritted his teeth and drank it in one heroic gulp. He felt like his whole body tasted like vegetable juice.

Su Peisheng returned to the study and met the female guard at the door. He was a little puzzled: "You are not an official, why did you come to the master?"

The female guard handed Su Peisheng a note: "Girl Niuhulu threatened to commit suicide and insisted on giving this note to the master. I have no choice but to come to the eunuch to convey it. I will leave now."

"Hasn't he been quite quiet recently?"

"Yes, I don't know what happened today. It has been going on since this morning. We are also worried that someone might die."

"Okay, I understand, you can go back."

"Yes."