The wine is sad, the drunkenness hits, and then there is the dream. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Sheng dreamed again, it was still that hot and irritable summer night, after the rebellion of Anyangjun, which shocked Handan and led to the death of Xiangbang Feiyi, was put down, the capital of Zhao fell into suffocation for three months. Not only was there a curfew at night, but even during the day, few people dared to go outside the house, because Gongzi Cheng and Li Dui claimed that Zhao's father Zhao was held hostage by traitors and trapped in the Dune Palace, and they were still trying to besiege him, hoping to rescue him.

In those days, Zhao Sheng, who was more than ten years old, was afraid and hesitant, and he could only hug his younger brother Zhao Bao tightly, trembling and waiting for the result.

Finally, when the summer was coming to an end, his brother, King Zhao Huiwen, returned, his face full of exhaustion, his eyes bloodshot, and bad news.

"Father is dying."

He was polite, his face was calm, as if he was talking about something that had happened for a long time, but in Zhao Sheng's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky.

Under the terrifying calm leadership of King Zhao Huiwen, Zhao Sheng didn't even dare to cry, he only remembered that he was holding his younger brother, following his brother, slowly pacing in the dark Zhao Palace, and going to the ancestral temple to see the last face of King Zhao Wuling's body.

In the heavy coffin, the former tall and strong, brave and handsome father is gone, replaced by a thin old man who looks like a withered tree, with a large dry mouth and a palm like a rickety eagle claw, he starved to death, and it is said that he was trying to dig out bird eggs to eat before he died, and his death was so tragic that it was terrifying.

But what frightened Zhao Sheng even more was the murmur of his brother Zhao Huiwen after closing his father's eyes......

"I killed my father......" Tears condensed into streams on his face that had been calm for a long time.

I killed my father, what do you mean?

Zhao Sheng didn't dare to think deeply, but in the years that followed, this sentence had been tormenting him.

He panicked, in those years, alcohol and beauty were the medicine to cure his emotions, almost every night, the young man was in the city of Handan for fun, greedily sucking the wine jug, as if it was a woman's *** and then closed his eyes, waiting for the darkness to swallow him, not to think about that sentence.

Since then, in the impression of everyone, he has become a plain-kun who blindly pursues fine wine and pleasure, and has a big belly.

Also, there is a sense of crisis all the time, as well as an extreme desire for power, so he continues to collect money to adopt customers, and he is also tireless for the position of Zhao Guobang.

Only when you have enough power can you protect yourself.

"It was my father who killed himself......"

Repeating these words again, Zhao Sheng finally opened his eyes, feeling as if his head was cracked, and although he was lying on the bed peacefully, he was still spinning dizzily around.

He remembered, this is Linzi, it is the proton mansion where his nephew Chang'an Jun is placed, last night they were invited by the prince of Qi to go to the banquet, at the banquet, he was toasted by a group of Qi people in turn, he did not refuse, and finally drunk to the ground, unconscious.

The last memory before getting drunk stayed on the dispute between Chang Anjun and Qi Ren......

Touching the painful skull, Pingyuan-kun struggled to get up, and when he asked the waiter, he realized that it was already the afternoon of the second day, and at the same time, he also learned about what happened last night......

"What, Qi people forced to drink, Chang'an Jun and Kuang Liang gambled!?"

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Half an hour later, Zhao Sheng, who was neatly dressed, found Chang Anjun in the winery by the pond in the backyard with red eyes, but saw him standing outside the winery like a big construction site, talking about something with the winemaker Di Yang.

Seeing Pingyuan Jun coming over angrily, Mingyue saluted him: "Uncle is awake?" I'm in good health. “

"I'm fine." Ping Yuanjun waved his hand and said, "I heard that at the banquet last night, Qi people forced wine, nephew, you gambled with Kuang Liang again, can there be such a thing?" “

After Mingyue recounted what happened last night, Pingyuan Jun suddenly became furious and reprimanded angrily: "Qi people dare to er!" is so rude, and blame me, it was me who was greedy for a cup last night and failed to take care of you, I am really ashamed of the first king and the queen mother. ”

Pingyuan Jun felt guilty, so he said: "Nephew, you don't have to gamble with that Kuang Liang, and let me enter the palace of Qi, explain this matter to the king of Qi and the queen, and let the king of Qi punish Kuang Liang ......"

"Uncle doesn't have to blame himself."

Mingyue didn't take it seriously, he smiled: "Why cancel this gambling that must be won?" In addition to agreeing to let the guards outside the city enter the city after losing, and borrowed the "Art of War of Qi Sun Tzu" for Zhao Kuo to read, he also said that when he met my car driver in Linzi City in the future, he dismounted and bowed to me, and walked for me! I'd love to see him look ashamed......"

Pingyuan Jun said worriedly: "But that Kuang Liang does drink quite a lot, last night he was holding a big wine lord and poured me down, you can indeed make a strong liquor that can make him drunk in a month?" “

Mingyue laughed: "If everything goes well, don't say one and a half buckets, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand half a bucket!" Uncle, please see, this is the brewery I plan to use for sake brewing. “

Under the guidance of Mingyue, Pingyuanjun looked at it, compared to before, this winery has completely changed its appearance, under the command of the three winemakers, dozens of young and strong laborers in the Proton Mansion have been called over to renovate this place.

There are many processes involved in brewing, and almost every one of them requires a turnstile to arrange a room: large wooden troughs are required to stir koji and grain, and stoves and cauldrons are required to cook grain to ferment, as well as countless firewoods. After the half-cooked grain is out of the pot, it should be spread on the ground, which is the second process of winemaking, that is, the process of mixing, batching, accumulation and pre-fermentation, and the ground where the grain is dried also has a special name, called the drying hall. After it has been fully dried, it is placed in a cellar that looks like a huge tank sunken in the ground and continues to ferment until it reaches an old mother......

In the traditional process, to do this step, the winemaking is almost completed, only need to press out the wine and filter a few times, you can put it in the jar cellar, wait for time to catalyze everything, this set of processes, Di Yang has long been familiar with it.

But Chang Anjun was not satisfied with this, this young man who was obviously not strong enough to drink, but when he tasted the wine, he said: "The wine made in this way, whether it is the wine that is squeezed or pressed, is not very strong." “

"Isn't that a crime?" Di Yang touched his beard, a little embarrassed, indeed, his concept of spirits is not at the same level as Mingyue.

In Mingyue's previous life, the conditions in the countryside were already very good, and many families would get a little self-baked wine at home to entertain guests during the Chinese New Year, and his family was no exception. Therefore, when he helped his father, he also knew that when the grain raw materials were fermented, the yeast would stop multiplying due to the inhibition of alcohol, and the fermentation would stop. In ancient times, rice wine was obtained by pressing, and the alcohol content generally did not exceed 20 degrees.

If you want to get the self-roasted liquor that you loved to drink in the countryside in your previous life, you must add a procedure on this basis, that is, distillation!

In this process, he had to teach Di Yang and other wine workers by hand.

"In this way, after half a month, after the wine mother is made, the wine is not directly pressed, but a two-layer cauldron is erected on the stove, the kettle below is filled with the wine mother, and the upper kettle is filled with cold water, and then together with the pottery pipe, the firewood on the pedestal is vigorous, and the wine mother is steamed, and the wine gas is raised, cooled by the cold water above, condensed into juice, and flows out of the pottery pipe, which is what I want."

Di Yang was stunned when he heard this, he had never heard of this method of making wine, or his son Di Ji said: "Childe, isn't what you said is 甗 (yǎn)?" ”

"Ieh?"

Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked Na Di Ji to make her words clear.

Di Ji said naturally, "There should be this thing in the kitchen." ”

After a while, after the Yongren from the kitchen came over with a set of bronze rings, Mingyue's self-satisfaction of "invention and creation" suddenly decreased, and he secretly said in his heart, it turned out that similar utensils had already existed in this world......

The "甗" in front of them is a steaming utensil, which can be divided into two parts, the lower half is a tall 鬲 (lì), which is used to boil water until boiling, and the upper half is called "甑", that is, the cage drawer, and the bottom of the retort itself is a mesh used to place food, which can be steamed.

The principle is the same, only need to add a top cover, pipes and cooling device on it, so that the steam can condense and flow out, which is the distiller that Mingyue wants.

This thing doesn't need to wait for Mingyue to be invented at all, it can be seen everywhere in the Xia Shang era......

Now that there is a template, it is even easier for the craftsmen to draw a scoop according to the gourd and make a vessel for distilling the chilled liquor.

It's just that Mingyue's face was slightly red, and she felt that she didn't know the retort and lost a clown, but she thought that in the past, this kind of retort was only used to steam food, it was a cooking utensil, and it was used to steam other things, so she shouldn't have thought of it yet.

Unexpectedly, Pingyuanjun, who had been watching the excitement from the side, came over, and after taking a look, he gave him a fatal blow......

"Nephew, the method of steaming wine you described, I also saw it yesterday in the Danfang room of a sorcerer in Linzi City, and it also uses a vessel similar to a ring, with a small tube to export the juice, but it is not steamed wine, but steamed flower dew, dansha ......"