Wang Gou'er stepped forward and asked, "Xiao Langjun (Master), I waited for my wound to be a little red and swollen, and it seems to be a little suppurated, what should I do?" ”

Cuizhu privately asked Zhao Ping to look at the wound, her face obviously worried.

One is his own intimate maid, and the other is his proud disciple.

This matter has to be resolved.

Seeing that his mother also cast an inquiring gaze, Zhao Ping said: "It's okay, I've already considered a new way to make money." Wang Yiniang, Wang Erniang, call them over. ”

Then Zhao Ping looked at Cuizhu and Wang Gou'er and said, "Don't worry, I will solve your affairs together." ”

Zhao Jie instructed Lan'er to call them over, and then looked at his mother and then looked at Zhao Ping worriedly and asked: "Xiao Langjun, two hundred war horses, at least more than 10,000 copper coins, this is not a decimal, and there is also horse material." War horses require high-quality horse feed, and even a large number of soybeans. ”

Zhao Ping smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, my two projects, one makes money on par with fairy soap, and the other is even more profitable than soap." ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Ping suddenly asked, "Uncle Weng, how is the yeast yield?" How is soy sauce and vinegar progressing? ”

Zhao Jie bowed his hand to his mother, and then said: "The old slave is about to report this matter to the master's mother and Xiaolangjun. Soy sauce and vinegar have been put into normal production, and the purchase of jars for drying vinegar embryos and soy sauce embryos has begun. And the yeast production is more than enough. The excess is being saved. ”

Zhao Ping couldn't help but slap the table, applauded loudly, and then said, "Uncle Weng has worked hard." Since there is a surplus of yeast, they will go on another project to make wine. ”

Zhao Jie was taken aback, hurriedly got up and stopped Zhao Ping with both hands and said, "Xiao Langjun, the old slave of other projects supports you, but this is really difficult." First, it needs to be approved by the government; In addition, food is now extremely scarce, and using grain to make wine to attract the attention of the government will outweigh the losses. Without the consent of the government, there is a serious punishment. ”

After speaking, Zhao Jie looked at his mother, although his mother did not speak, she also understood what Zhao Jie meant, the risk was too high, and she couldn't help frowning, and she was about to scold Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping stood up from his seat, came to his mother's face, shook his mother's arm, signaled her not to speak, and then said, "These are not problems. First, I don't use grain to brew this method; Second, my wine is not primarily for drinking, but for healing. In the past few days, I have observed the wounds of Wang Gou'er and Cuizhu, and found that they are not only red, swollen and inflamed, but also suppurated, and now I urgently need this immortal wine to reduce inflammation. ”

Zhao Jie also got up from his seat and said excitedly: "If you don't use food, it's not a big problem, it's already half the success." But what can be brewed without grain? ”

Zhao Ping pointed to the mountain, then to the south, and said: "In fact, the reason why grain can make wine is because there is a kind of powder, which I will call starch. Now I know that there are two things, not only are they extremely cheap, but they are produced much higher than grain. Crucially, they are not food. ”

You look at you, I look at you, and I don't seem to believe that there is such a good thing in my eyes.

Even the mother frowned a little.

Zhao Ping was in a hurry and said an answer that they could not imagine.

"This is the yam that they know, and the other is kudzu."

The mother covered her bright red mouth, completely unexpecting that yam and kudzu could also make wine.

Zhao Jie thought about it, two things are indeed cheap, one can be planted, the other is completely wild, and they are everywhere on the hillside.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Jie said: "Indeed, people didn't think that yam and kudzu could also make wine. I think it may have something to do with not knowing how to make sake. Xiao Langjun, how do yams and kudzu make wine? ”

After all, rice wine used to ferment it, because the rice was stored for a period of time, and it would ferment on its own.

Kudzu yam is completely different from rice, how can this be fermented and brewed?

The crowd was even more incredulous.

Zhao Ping knew he had to convince them.

Zhao Ping said to Zhao Yiniang: "You go and get a yam." Let me tell you about it. ”

Then he took out a liquor production process flow chart, unfolded it and said to everyone: "The reason why my liquor can be called immortal liquor is because the brewing method is completely different from yours. After you ferment the rice, you take the clear side of the top, and you call it sake. In my opinion, it can only be regarded as rice wine. But the wine was not only cloudy, but also very low. ”

Everyone nodded, and Zhao Ping did say that they were in their hearts.

Zhao Ping said, pointing to a steamer with a curved pipe on top of it, and a jar-like thing under the pipe, and said: "My thing is to evaporate the wine in rice wine through the pipe, and then cool it with water and then turn it into wine." This wine is not only as clear as water, but also has a high alcohol content. Brother Wang, can you create this thing of steaming wine? ”

Wang Qihu came up and took a closer look, thought about it, exchanged glances with the two brothers, and then said, "It shouldn't be a big problem." However, there are gaps in the pipes, which may leak. Also, where does the cooling water you need come from? ”

Zhao Ping unfolded another drawing, with a slender pipe on it and a lever at the top, pointed to an inclined lever and said, "This is a water dispenser." It can be used to hold down the lever with your hand and pump water directly from the well or river. Also, if there is a leak, it is better to burn the pipe as if it were a brick. ”

Wang Qihu and the three of them looked at this pipe carefully, and then Wang Qihu shook his head and said, "Xiao Langjun, this kind of pipe is indeed difficult to fire. Let's just make it with iron, and temporarily plug it with tin where the air leaks are. “

Zhao Jie looked at it, pondered for a while, and then said, "There is no problem with steaming wine for the time being." But how do you make sake? ”

Zhao Ping pointed to a picture of a cellar and said: "Yam and kudzu are fermented here in batches, so that it turns from powdery to coarse wine. Yam and kudzu can be chopped in a wooden pot and then ground into powder with a stone mill, and then stirred evenly with yeast, and add chaff to make a gap between yam powder and kudzu powder, to avoid too high temperature to burn the material, the fermentation temperature should not be too high, and the human body temperature is about the same, high is easy to burn, low temperature, not easy to ferment. Still have questions? ”

Zhao Jie and the others looked at it, shook their heads, and said, "It shouldn't be a big problem, I don't know how long the fermentation time is?" ”

Zhao Ping thought for a while and said, "This depends on the temperature, if it is suitable, it will take about five to ten days." ”

Wang Qihu and the three of them glanced at each other, and then suddenly knelt on the ground together, kept kowtowing and said, "Master." Master. ”

Zhao Ping taught them a unique skill that had never been seen before, which was far more than the love of ordinary masters, even the love of father and son.

Zhao Ping hurriedly turned sideways, looked at their stunned children, pointed at them and said, "You are far older than me, and besides, your children are also my disciples, how can I accept you as disciples?" ”

Wang Qihu knelt on the ground and said, "If the master doesn't agree, the disciple won't get up." ”

Zhao Ping turned half of his body to the side, and said with his hands in a weak position: "In this way, I admit that I have a master-apprentice relationship with you, but I don't have to call it a master and apprentice." Otherwise, you are also parents and elders, how to address your sons and daughters. ”

Wang Qihu thought for a while and said: "In this way, my family still calls my master Xiao Langjun, and my mother-in-law is the main mother, anyway, in my own hearts, I will always be a retainer of Zhaojiazhuang." ”

Zhao Ping didn't know if it was okay, so he looked at his mother, who also nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you." ”

The three of them were overjoyed, and Wang Qihu's Hun's Wang Xiang also knelt down together and bowed to his mother and Zhao Parallel.

At this time, Lan'er brought Wang Yiniang and Wang Erniang over, Zhao Ping looked at the flowers on their heads, and couldn't help but say, "Sure enough, women also love flowers." ”

Li Hanmei tilted her head sideways, squinted at Zhao Ping and said, "Who said that women in their own family love flowers, but you men don't love flowers." Sure enough, he is a hypocrite, he obviously likes flowers, but he still wants to say that women love flowers. ”

Zhao Ping couldn't help but be taken aback, he was a modern person in his previous life, and he didn't expect that men and women in the Great Song Dynasty loved flowers and wore flowers alike, no wonder he was despised by this chick again.

Wang Yiniang smiled and said: "Xiao Langjun likes flowers so much, so the two slaves will go out to pick some for Xiao Langjun to put on for you, Xiao Langjun is also a good talent, and there are many beautiful little ladies in Wangjia Village, or the slave family will introduce Xiao Langjun to you." ”

Zhao Ping was ridiculed by Wang Yiniang for a while, and couldn't help but turn into a big red face, which made everyone laugh.

Li Hanmei, Cuizhu, and Jiang Ying's faces suddenly changed greatly, even Lan'er's face was a little unnatural, as if her favorite thing was about to be robbed by others, and tears almost came out of her eyes, but she looked at Zhao Ping with watery eyes, hoping that Zhao Ping would not agree.

Zhao Ping shook his head as she did, pointed to the flowers on Wang Yiniang's head and said, "Although the flowers are beautiful, they are easy to wither." I don't think you want to lose the floral fragrance so quickly. ”

Wang Yiniang and the two couldn't help but be overjoyed, glanced at each other, and said together: "It turns out that Xiao Langjun has a way to make flowers forever, please tell your own family quickly." ”

Zhao Ping saw the brilliance in his mother's eyes, and also saw the brilliance of Cuizhu, Li Hanmei, Jiang Ying and even Lan'er, and knew the women's hope for flowers, so he said: "I didn't say that there is a way to keep flowers forever. ”

Seeing the disappointment on everyone's faces, Zhao Ping said again: "Although flowers can't last forever, what if they are fragrant? If you smell the yellow cypress orchid and osmanthus, the mast and the lightness of the orchid in the cold and even snowflakes in the winter, the fragrance of the plum blossom in the hot summer and the fragrance of chrysanthemum wafts in the spring. What a magical and surprising feeling it is for you to be alike, as if these flowers that are not in season are all around you, and even though there are no flowers, they are better than flowers. ”

In the unbelievable eyes of everyone, Wang Yiniang and Erniang believed it, and immediately said: "Little official, you want to do it yourself, please arrange." ”

But Zhao Jie pondered for a while and said, "Xiao Langjun, how long can I keep it?" ”