Chapter 17: Class, Brewing (2)

Front hall shop.

Old Man Wu, who was installing a carved wooden board for the store, gently shook his nose and turned his head to another person beside him and asked, "Old Liu, do you smell anything?"

"What can it smell? Our room is full of wood."

"No, you can smell it carefully."

"Hey, Lao Wu, after lunch, you won't be thinking about our shopkeeper's food again, right? But the food cooked by this shopkeeper is delicious. I guess even the imperial chef in the palace would be like this. If there were two taels of wine, it would be even more beautiful."

"Yes, yes, it's wine. Do you smell it? "After saying that, Old Man Wu closed his eyes, stretched his neck, and smelled it with pleasure.

Old Liu also smelled it at this time and sniffed his nose: "It smells so good! I remember the last time I drank at the mansion of Mr. Cheng, the Duke of Lu, I helped General Cheng build a stable. When the old general saw that we were doing a good job, he would give our brother a few jars of good wine when he was happy."

Several younger men also came over: "This wine is so fragrant, it was heard from the backyard, right?"

"Uncle Wu, why don't you go and tell the shopkeeper and try it out for us. It's okay to calculate the wages less!"

Old Man Wu kicked the man angrily: "You have tried it out, the wages are low. What should you do with your wife and children? You can do all your work for me."

backyard.

Several boys hugged each other and jumped happily: "It's time to drink, it's time to drink, brother, it's time to drink."

Yi Yun put half a bowl of wine in a pottery bowl and brought it to Yi Fan: "Brother, try it."

Yi Fan was not polite either. He took a sip and slapped it, smashed it, and felt that the wine was about thirty degrees.

In ancient times, wine did not exceed twenty degrees at most, because alcohol was produced after the metabolism of yeast sugar. When the alcohol content reached about ten percent, the yeast stopped reproduction and the fermentation process slowed down.

Even yeasts with strong alcohol tolerance will not exceed 18%.

After seeing Yi Fan tasted it, several little ghosts surrounded him and asked, "Brother, how about it? Is it delicious?"

Yi Fan nodded: "Yeah...is not bad."

Yi Fan handed the wine bowl to Wu Meiniang who had been watching curiously: "Mei Niang, try it too, see how this wine is different from your Tang Dynasty wine."

"The little girl is not good at drinking." Wu Meiniang said tactfully.

"It's okay, just taste a little bit of it."

Finally, driven by curiosity, Wu Meiniang took the wine bowl and looked at the clear wine in the bowl, and couldn't help but say, "This wine is so clean."

Looking at such a pure drink, he couldn't help but put it on his lips and sipped it. After a while, Wu Meiniang's seductive little face turned red.

After taking the wine bowl that Wu Meiniang handed back, Yi Fan couldn't help but get drunk when he smelled the faint smell of wine exhaled from her red lips.

"Brother, can we try it?"

Yi Yun's voice interrupted Yi Fan's intoxication.

"Try them all, but only drink a small sip. Whoever wants to drink more will have no need to drink in the future."

The little devils agreed and rushed forward like wine barrels. After a while, several people were so hot that they stretched out their tongues and looked for water to drink everywhere.

Yi Fan clapped his hands and summoned all the little ghosts to the stove where the distilled wine was just now, saying, "Do you know why this wine is so pure?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Okay, I will teach you another lesson today and tell you why? You will also have to do winemaking in the future."

Wu Meiniang heard that Yi Fan was going to attend class again. This time she felt that she could not listen to it anymore. She used to be curious, fresh and fun. After seeing this wine that could turn into real money and silver today, she felt that she could not listen. After all, she was just an outsider.

When Yi Fan saw Wu Meiniang leaving, he grabbed the other party's little hand: "The class is now on, where is Wu Meiniang going?"

Wu Meiniang's little hand was pulled, and the blush on her face that had not yet disappeared was even redder at this time. She pulled her hand back calmly and said with a tribute: "The shopkeeper wants to talk about home learning, but it is inconvenient for the little girl to do this."

Yi Fan said indifferently: "What kind of learning is common sense, and you also listened well two days ago!"

"A few days ago, the little woman really didn't know..."

Yi Fan interrupted impatiently, "Oh... I don't mind, what do you mind? They are all family members, what do you do to share with you? Don't call me a shopkeeper in the future, or you can call me a brother like Yi Feng and the others, or you can call me a husband."

Yi Fan was secretly proud of himself. Although the title of "Langjun" in the Tang Dynasty did not represent husband, the word will become synonymous with husband in the future. It is very exciting to think about it if a queen is called "Langjun".

‘It’s all a family’. This sentence aroused Wu Meiniang’s memories. Most people talk about home, it’s warm and warm, but Wu Meiniang feels that home is cold and ruthless, and it is a place full of intrigue.

His mother married the founding hero of the country, Duke Yingguo, "Shushi Tsui". Before that, the warrior had a deceased wife, "Sangri", and gave birth to two sons for him, named "Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang".

Since he was born, he has been bullied by these two nominal "brothers". Since he is not a man, his father is not so close. His father died of illness two years ago, and not long afterwards, he and his mother were driven out of the house by the Wu brothers.

A year ago, my mother also left me. The only person in the world who is kind to me and makes me feel warm is gone.

At the beginning of this year, Empress Changsun died of anger. Before her death, the queen's last decree was to select a talented woman for the current emperor, hoping that the emperor would not be sad because of her death. This time she entered Chang'an to select a talented woman.

When Wu Meiniang fell into memories, Yi Fan had already started talking. Yi Fan lifted the lid of the pot that had just been steamed, and a stream of steam penetrated straight up, accompanied by the strong aroma of wine.

Pointing at the steam, Yi Fan said, "Do you know what this is?"

While the few people were still in a daze, Yi Zhongtian suddenly raised his hand and said, "I know, I know, this is hot."

Yi Fan nodded and said, "Yes, not all."

Yi Zhongtian was happy at first, and then his head drooped again.

Yi Chengfeng was not willing to be outdone and raised his hand and said, "It's white energy."

Yi Fan shook his head.

Yi Chengfeng is also like a ball that is deflated, and he is nowhere to be seen.

Yi Fan didn't expect them to answer, so he explained: "I call this water vapor. Since it is called water vapor, it means that it contains water. Today we are not boiling water, but wine. Then what we contain in this steam is naturally wine.

When we cover the iron pot lid, the steam inside cannot come out, and the wine in the steam will condense on the lid, and finally flows into the groove on the inner edge of the lid along the curve of the pot lid, and then flows along the groove into the container we prepared in advance, so the wine of height and pureness is ready."
Chapter completed!