There is no good purification method, and the alcohol concentration can only be increased by distillation, and Fan Minghua put so much effort into getting this set of equipment for this reason.

He has tried a lot of Da Song wine, the strongest northern burning knife, which is also a kind of liquor, the concentration is only about 20 to 30 degrees, as long as the concentration of alcohol can be increased by 50 or 60, it can meet the requirements of toner.

Set up a fire, and told a guy to be optimistic about the heat, Fan Ming turned around and went to the study, high wine is only a key part of flower water or toner, the key part of making toner is also in the ingredients, musk, bezoar, mint, camphor, honeysuckle and other more than ten kinds of medicinal materials, but some are too expensive, he has no money to buy for the time being, so only mint and honeysuckle are used.

"Master, what the hell is this doing? Do you want to make wine? Xiangxue, who followed on the side, was very curious, but she didn't understand it at all, so she could only follow him around in confusion.

"You'll find out later." Fan Ming smiled, and he didn't know the bottom of his heart, theoretically there should be no problem with this, but there may be some deviations in practice, he didn't dare to show off to Xiangxue for the time being, and suddenly thought of the flower dew, and turned to Xiangxue and said: "Girl, arrange something for you, go pick the petals of which flowers in our garden, put them in the steamer, and steam them with which shochu." ”

"Oh!" Xiangxue answered in a low voice, turned around and went out, she was a hundred happy to be able to do things for her own man.

The placement of petals in it was also inspired by Zhang Shinan's "Chronicles of the Wandering Eunuchs" in the Southern Song Dynasty, which describes the situation of the folk steaming flower dew with a still at that time: "Tin is a small retort, and the real flowers are heavy, and the fragrant bones are heavy, which often makes the flowers more than the incense." Next to the retort, to vent sweat. to store it. Bi Ze thoroughly removed the flowers, and the fragrance was stained with liquid. “

Obviously, this type of still is similar in structure to a traditional wine steamer, in that it is steamed in a retort, and the steam is cooled and collected and then transported from the stream or special orifice on the side of the retort to the receptacle outside. There should be some kind of mutual influence and inspiration in this.

The preparations continued until the next day, this morning Fan Ming was so abnormal that he didn't even listen to the class, at noon, Fan Ming couldn't wait to go home, and even the official announcement of the election of the chief of the Zhai Douxue didn't have the heart to care, before the door, he rushed to the room where the steamer was placed, and asked the guy who was guarding the stove: "What's the matter, are you coming out?" ”

The guy kept watch all night, and at this time his eyes couldn't close a little, and he replied with a drowsy voice: "A small can has already come out, and it will not be long before it can be finished." ”

"Hmmm! Good, good, good. Fan Ming himself felt a little excited, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You go to sleep first, I'll come here." ”

In the early spring weather, it is still very cold outside, but in this side room, it looks warm, but this smell of soot is not something that everyone can bear, maybe this set of steamers should not be put in the side room, but for the sake of the future 'money', Fan Ming can't care so much.

"Hey, my good young master, how did you do this rough work, just let the next person come." Xiangxue seemed to suddenly come out of the air, took the bookcloth bag that Fan Ming didn't have time to put down, wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and the black on his face, and complained non-stop, "This spring fragrant day, it's not good to sweat, it's easy to catch a cold when you sweat." ”

"How can my body be so precious, and I'm not a daughter who hasn't been out for a hundred years." In the past ten days since he arrived in the county seat, Fan Ming found that he was becoming more and more inseparable from Xiangxue, this is to blame this girl for being extra concerned about herself, and she usually doesn't even need to wear clothes herself, not to mention the meticulous care in other aspects.

I have to admit that people have a sense of inertia, born in comfort, and taken care of like dolls, and there is a kind of dependence after a long time.

hugged Xiangxue's soft waist, tightened his hands, and tightened Xiangxue into his arms, feeling the softness on her chest, "You said that when we were in Qinghe, we were also a well-known man, and we couldn't do anything when we hoeed the ground, but I couldn't do anything when I got here." ”

Xiangxue tightly drilled into Fan Ming's arms, her ears listened to his confidant's words, and her hands were not idle, still helping to sort out the folds of the Confucian robe on his body, these days of getting along, she has long been accustomed to Fan Ming's warmth from time to time, if she doesn't lie in his arms for a while every day, it will be as if she has that cold fever, and she feels uncomfortable, which can only be eliminated in the arms of the man in front of her.

"You have to be so used to me, if I can't do anything in the future, then I will take you everywhere at that time!" Xiangxue is a typical northern girl, especially those Danfeng eyes, under this moving style, she has a seductive look, Fan Ming couldn't help but bow her head and kiss it, and muttered to herself: "It's all you who are used to it." ”

Although what he said was a bit of a scoundrel, it was very useful in Xiangxue's ears, and Fan Mingyi's own bones suddenly softened, his hands tightly wrapped around the man's waist, and he muttered in his mouth: "I just want to get used to you, let you be inseparable from me, let you miss me wherever you go, let you be reluctant to leave me, I want to be by your side for the rest of my life." ”

"You just want to go, I won't let you go." In this touching love story, the two silently felt this sincere emotion, just hugged each other, about a cup of tea time, the two of them gradually calmed down, remembering the alcohol that was still distilled, Fan Ming said to Xiangxue: "Girl, come, show you the good things I made this time." ”

"What's the matter, you didn't let me see this thing as soon as you came yesterday, it looks like you're steaming wine, but there is a reason to use wine to steam wine!" Xiangxue looked puzzled, but she still followed Fan Ming over.

Carefully unveiled the drainage jar next to the retort pot, and suddenly a fresh smell mixed with the fragrance of flowers came to his nose, Fan Ming was overjoyed, knowing that this thing had already taken shape, scooped out a spoonful from it with a spoon, licked it with his tongue, and then tasted it in his mouth, and after a while, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"How's it going, is it delicious?" Xiangxue also smelled the fragrant fragrance, and became more and more curious, her own man was able to make such a fragrant wine, and she was a little impatient.