Some people say that life is like good wine, it takes years of precipitation, which can have a bitter, spicy, sweet and sour complex taste, how life is Mao Jue still doesn't know, but good wine is precipitation but it really makes him suffer, since Xuankong got off the tank, for more than 20 days, there is no news of his corn wine.

It wasn't until the fourth day, when Mao Jue was directing the construction of a new mine in the main pit of Tieshan, that a little Taoist boy hurriedly rode a donkey to find him.

"Master Jiang, my master said that you can start drinking, please hurry up!"

Pity the two mine heads are still chattering here about the progress of the project, a turn of the head of the effort, Mao Jue has followed the Taoist boy away, the cold winter Layue braved the northeast knife wind construction, just to win Mao Jue a reward, this heard half of the left, the next time I don't know when, angry two foremen on the back of the little Taoist donkey is a few mouthfuls of spit.

By the time he arrived at the hall, the old Dao had already started to get busy, and the brewing house was even hotter, and a puff of steam filled the shed, making the lime on the roof wet.

The bottom is still the big steamer, but there is an iron pot lid with a downward oblique metal mouth, on the top of the pot lid, there is a big ice cube picked by Xiaodao Tong from the outside, under the pot lid, with a few stools more than a meter and a half, a large jar is placed on it, and then, the rich aroma of wine comes along the iron mouth, and a stream of transparent wine flows into the jar along the iron mouth.

It's done!

Almost 10,000 stone buds can't be used, it's too wasteful to rot, this Xuankong old way really helped Mao Jue solve a big problem, but before Mao Jue was happy, the old guy Xuankong actually replaced the clay pot, turned around and pushed open the door of the house, and with a bang, more than a pound of soju was splashed into the snow.

"What's the matter, did the brewing fail?"

As soon as this dead old man turned around, Mao Jue had already stuck to it like a ghost, pointing at the old guy's nose and asking hurriedly. Just now, Mao Jue Bird came in quietly, no one was alarmed, and his cold throat almost scared Xuankong heart attack, holding an altar and gasping for breath a few times, only then Rada said with a bitter gourd face.

"Mao Gongzi! The old man is old, and he can't stand your surprise, hey, my old heart! ”

"What's wrong with the wine?"

It doesn't matter if the old guy dies or not, you can't lose the money you raise in the future, I don't care if the old guy will not be able to get a cerebral thrombosis in one breath, Mao Jue asked hurriedly. Seeing that this young man was anxious, the old man who asked shook his head with tears and laughter.

"Childe, don't panic, what was poured out just now is the head of wine, according to our experience in the medicinal wine fired by Sanfeng Shanyun Laiguan for more than 100 years, this half jar of wine is slightly poisonous and cannot be drunk!"

"Each jar can hold ten catties of wine, our 100 catties of grain can almost beat 30 catties of wine and three jars, and there is a last two catties of wine tail, which cannot be drunk!"

Seeing that the lid of the distillation pot continued to flow out of the crystal clear liquor, like tap water, and then listening to this, Mao Jue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The liquefaction point of alcohol and water vapor is different, and all kinds of formaldehyde, enzyme harmful substances, and impurities are also the first to come out, so the first pound of wine is not drinkable, and the last two pounds of wine are about the same.

However, it is helpless to say that there is a small poison in the head and tail of the wine, containing various enzymes, that is, the substances that make up the flavor of the liquor are the most, and it is also the best part of the drink.

However, even Xuankong Lao Dao does not have this kind of technology, and the head and tail of the wine can only be poured out, but even if these are removed, more than 90 catties of corn shochu still come out of three bags of more than 300 catties of bud rice noodles, and a whole room is placed.

To be honest, Mao Jue himself really doesn't have much research on liquor, he can also drink some beer, wine, and he can't drink it well, fortunately, this is the Liaodong Army, there are many drunkards, there is one by his side, Liu Chong is a full wine bag.

The worms in the throat that had been hooked for a long time were full of gluttony, watching Mao Jue find a big bowl and pour himself a bowl of wine, this rough man trembled with excitement, took it with both hands, and went up to take a big mouthful, Mao Jue watched the Adam's apple rise and fall a few times, and then narrowed his eyes with enjoyment.

"How?"

"General, this wine is fragrant! The best grain wine that will be drunk in Shenyang City at the end of that year tastes like this! ”

These words can be regarded as making Mao Jue put his heart in his stomach.

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Following the Garao Peak Dried Sweet Potato Factory, the Garao Distillery has once again put up a sign inside the fort.

The winery here theoretically belongs to Tieshan Town, but this year, there are generals, and there is no separation between public and private, so it is natural that Mao Jue regards this place as his.

The whole Tieshan is a military town, and the following tun households are also according to the military status, fake public and private, Mao Jue divided a hundred households from the roster to a hundred Ding Ding Kou more than to operate this winery, the benefits of the feudal era are really obvious, Mao Jue does not have to pay wages, this hundred households

As soon as this condition came out, more than 1,900 households in Tieshan Town gave gifts to find relationships, and they almost broke their heads.

Xuankong Lao Dao has an extra title, the director of the winery, the little Taoist boy who does chores under him has also been sealed, the deputy director of the winery, the old Taoist is not satisfied at all, and complains every day that he has delayed his feather and soaring to the clouds, and the two little Taoists obviously do not have that cultivation, and the waist pole is straight and walks around the winery like a demon dog.

Every day, the cornmeal milled from the mill under the mountain was pulled up to the fortress on the mountain by mule carts, and the coal from nearby Heshan was transported together, and fifty workers were busy from morning to evening, and could process almost ten quintals of distiller's grains every day.

The fermentation of sake lees takes about half a month, and at the end of November, the first batch of new sake is also beaten, ten stone is 1,200 catties, and the consumption when removing and grinding is about 1,100 catties, and one-third of the wine yield is about 350 catties to 400 catties a day.

But at this time, Mao Jue sadly found that his clay pot was a little insufficient, and he had to come to another pottery factory.

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On this day, Mao Jue, the general, was busy with copywriting work, and Su Changmei, a dog-legged errand, selected several places in Tieshan that had clay and were conducive to burning clay pots for him, referring to the terrain, Mao Jue was thinking about where to place the pottery factory, which was not only convenient for local materials, but also convenient for transporting them to Jialao Mountain, and finally to Tieshan Port.

While carrying the pen, Mao Jue was still worried, he ruled 18,900 households, almost 23,000 or so people, if you add Tian, Zhao, and other big families hidden, it may even reach 30,000. It seems like a lot, but in fact, it is not enough at all, after all, there are more than 5,000 troops in Tieshan Town, and it has reached the point where four people can support one soldier.

Fortunately, these 5,000 soldiers and horses are an imaginary number, many people go up to sixty or seventy years old, down to eleven or twelve years old dolls, as long as it is a man, they are divided into soldiers, this part of the people are also working in the fields, and the real soldiers plus Mao Jue's newly recruited pro-military battalion are less than 2,000 people, otherwise the life of the common people is estimated to be unbearable.

But even if it is a peasant soldier, it also occupies a considerable part of the middle-aged labor force in the society, and Tieshan also provides 80,000 catties of iron, 50 tons of coal, and other minerals and other miscellaneous labors to Dongjiang Town every year, which occupies more than 2,000 strong people, not to mention Mao Jue's various needs, as well as this year's Houjin swept the entire northern part of the Korean Peninsula, which has squeezed out a large amount of materials to Mao Wenlong, so Mao Jue also had to improve the manpower allocation of the mine, and even women were recruited. A few labor-intensive positions have been dispatched, and several mines have reached more than 3,000 people.

The distillery occupies more than 100 people, the arsenal occupies more than 400 strong men, and the mill also needs more than 100 people.

Maybe we should find a way to recruit some strong men on Phi Dao!

Just when Mao Jue was thinking about it, Leng Buding downstairs was lively, after a burst of hurried footsteps, it was actually Qian Zeng who broke in with a frustrated face, this kidney deficiency boy seems to be really anxious, and even the four beauties he has always used to pretend to carry a small sedan chair did not brought, as soon as he entered the door, he immediately made a bitter face, and shouted sadly.

"Brother Mao! Brother Mao, aren't you asking for Qian's life? ”

The previous generals had no brains, it doesn't mean that Mao Jue had no brains, this autumn and winter is the season for mink hunting, but this year, the idle hunters were either recruited by Mao Jue to repair the mill dam, or to work in various workshops, and the hunting team went up to hunt more than half less than in previous years, and these hunting teams were different from the previous years organized by the tunhu themselves, all of which were organized by Mao Jue in the name of Tieshan Military Town, and the mink, deer, rabbits and other wild beasts hunted, the meat belonged to the hunting team, the skin and horns, and the bones that could be used as medicinal materials belonged to Mao Jue, and the price of the big and small prey varied, However, Mao Jue used the southern goods he had on hand as compensation to these hunting teams.

This money once stayed in Tieshan, just to collect these northern goods, and then return to Jiangnan next year to sell, Mao Jue's hand, which is equivalent to him using the goods he carefully made back, his own wealth has been lost.

No wonder as soon as this product came in, it looked like a sad image of crying father and calling mother, full of resentment.

As expected, looking at this thing with a crying face, Mao Jue showed a smile on his face, deliberately pretending to be stupid, Mao Jue laughed and stepped forward.

"Why did Brother Qian say this?"