The beckoning cat has now become the treasure of the town house and Xiaobai's plaything, Shi Zijun's silver taels are not in place, and the wooden work of this shop has not yet been completed, and this pawnshop will not be able to open in a short time.

For the pawnshop, Yang Fan was not in a hurry, but the soju utensils were finally delivered. After two hundred years, the shochu of the Ming Dynasty already had its own set of processes. The set of shochu vessels designed by Yang Fan was only slightly modified in the details, and strict controls were made on the material of the wood. The wooden barrel for sorghum rice is made of round wooden barrels made of old willow hoops, and there is no peculiar smell.

The 2,000 stone sorghum rice transported was temporarily hidden under the cellar, and the master invited by the winemaker, Yang Fan, was invited with a lot of money. The most important thing about this distilled shochu is the quality of the mash and the water. After tasting the water from this well, several masters felt that it was a good product. The shops here were originally relatively remote places, and this well has been stored for decades.

Barley, rice, peas, these Yang Fan also ordered someone to go to Lu Ji to purchase. The silver in his hand was always unkept, and the six hundred taels that had just arrived, Liang Lao had not yet covered the heat, so he was taken away by Yang Fan for four hundred taels to buy the raw materials for the soju. Several masters are real people, and when they heard that Yang Fan's conditions were so generous, they were willing to stay here and do long-term work. Yang Fan wrote the recipe for making zuò koji to several masters, and moved in the conidia of koji.

The next task is up to time. When placed in a warm cellar, the koji grows mycelium. Sorghum rice and barley are fermented separately, and the fermentation time and process determine the quality of the wine. The task of firing Yang Fan was handed over to a few masters, and a few earthen stoves in the courtyard were steaming, and a round bamboo pipe stretched out from the top of the wooden barrel of the sealed ash willow, and the bottom was connected to the jar. Drops of wine are condensed in the center of this bamboo tube and left in the altar.

The first meal after the winter solstice, in the lobby of the freshly renovated pawnshop. The bat rat hanging money screen was removed, and it was opened up a lot. The general of the pawnshop still has a hand in cooking dishes. Four cold dishes and eight pots of hot dishes are the most sumptuous meals. In addition to Yang Fan, Su'er and the four elders, Zu Runze, Liu Hui and Zhang Yao were also invited. Yang Fan didn't come, he didn't have any shelves, and if he had a meal, he would have to pay attention to seniority or something, and he really didn't have that leisure.

"Sir, is this the soju you've been making for half a month?" Uncle Sun looked at the clear and translucent soju poured out of the wine jug, picked it up and smelled it, "Why is the smell so rushing?" What kind of wine is this? ”

Yang Fan squinted his eyes and said, "Uncle Sun should be leisurely, this wine is called Hero's Tears." Yang Fan took Sun Shenming's wine bowl away and replaced it with a small cup.

"Boy, you think the old man and I don't drink much, right?" Sun Shenming took the small wine glass, "This little thing, it's not pleasant to drink." With that, he drank it directly.

"Ahem." Sun Shenming had no defense, and when he drank the fifty or sixty degree soju, he really burned his throat, choking so much that tears came out, and he asked repeatedly: "What is this, burning your throat like this?" ”

"Whew!" Sun Shenming's face was flushed, he wiped the tears that were snatched out of the corners of his eyes, smashed his mouth, and savored the aroma of wine in his mouth.

"Old Sun, you're drunk." Liang Bo smiled, "I also said that the amount of wine is good, and this small glass will pour you down." ”

"Nonsense. It was guarded just now, who knew that this wine could be strong. Boy, have another drink! "On weekdays, everyone is called by the lord, but these old men are still used to the boy when they see the younger generation, and Yang Fan doesn't care about the boy's shouting. continued to pour the wine and said, "It's all said that it's a hero's tears, if you don't squeeze out a few tears of Uncle Sun, how can you still be worthy of the name of this wine?" ”

This time, Sun Shenming learned to be smart, and he took small sips. Red Light shouted with a full face: "Good wine! Wine! This wine is the most enjoyable wine the old man has ever drunk! ”

Present, except for Wang Su'er, Yang Fan helped pour a small cup. When I first started drinking it, it did choke my throat. Zu Runze, this kid, drank very poorly, and drank with tears in his eyes. looked at the surrounding uncles and uncles one by one, and sighed with a bitter face. If you want to love face, you have to drink it when you get drunk.

There were people in tears at the wine table, and there were people laughing and toasting. Zu Runze didn't drink a few glasses before he got drunk. After eating a cup of tea, Wang Su'er got up and left, letting a few old men go crazy in the lobby.

"I say, sir. What's wrong with your brain. Can you burn such a good wine? If it is sold to a restaurant in the capital, this ...... How much silver is a jar of this! Sun Shenming drank a lot of wine, and after more than a dozen glasses, he could still speak soberly. Yang Fan lay on his side on the table, shaking the heroic tears in the wine glass, and sent them into his throat in one breath. Today, he is also willful, buying drunk and sleeping.

Several people fell drunk on the table, on the chair, and on the floor. Su Qing left the table early, lying on the recliner and covering it with a blanket. After drinking a cup of heroic tears, his complexion improved a lot, and he seemed to be alive and lying quietly on the chair. There is a hint of radiance on sagging skin.

Yang Fan used to accompany his father and the amount of alcohol practiced by soju, so he naturally had nothing to say. The hero's tears could not get out of his tears, but at this moment, two lines of tears hung from the corners of his eyes, and he sneered: "A jar of wine, that is steamed from a barrel of grain." So many people in the world have no food, but there are still so many people who drink and sing all day long. Is it tears or wine? Is it blood or drunk? ”

Sun Shenming shook the overturned wine glass and muttered, "Sir, you are confused." Can you still drink bleeding from alcohol? Then he fell asleep. Only Yang Fan was left alone to drink and go crazy on the spot.

"I want all the people in this world to be fed!" He banged on the jug and muttered, "I want everyone in this world to be fed...... his eyes closed loosely, and gradually stopped opening them. The lobby gradually fell silent, except for the faint beating of candlelight. Su'er came in from the backyard and saw the man who had fallen to the ground, so she reluctantly brought bed quilts one after another from the backyard.

Su Qing's eyes narrowed, looking at the face at the table that had finally finished drinking madness, turned over with difficulty, and muttered vaguely in his mouth: "Tears of the heroes of the soju, tears of the heroes of the drunken ......" This night, I slept a little cold. In the second half of the night, the crowd, who was almost half awake and half cool, wrapped in a large quilt on their bodies, walked sluggishly to their rooms.

In the end, even Yang Fan couldn't stand the coldness, endured the headache, and walked to the back room. Only Zu Runze had a big stupid hat, shrunk under the table, wrapped in a big quilt, and sneered...... I don't know what obscene things I dreamed about.

(This is the first time that our Lord Yang has cried?) It seems to be the third time. Crying, not crying. On the contrary, a person will not cry, and that is the most terrible thing. Finally, crying for a recommendation, begging for a collection...... ）