After the meal, listening to the bits and pieces of reports from the mountain bandits, Xiao Jiu lost interest and was about to go back to the room, but Lao Ma followed.

"Ninth Master, the wine you were looking for has been dug up."

"Oh? Let's go, let's go and see first. After speaking, Xiao Jiu stopped and followed the old horse, preparing to go to the wine cellar where the wine was buried before.

"Also, Uncle Ma, you call me the owner of the village in private, I don't sound awkward to the ninth master."

On the way, Xiao Jiu talked to the old horse without a ride, and the old horse just smiled and didn't say anything else, just nodded and responded occasionally, and led the way for Xiao Jiu.

Coming to a dilapidated wooden house, Xiao Jiu and Lao Ma stepped in, and they smelled a faint smell of wine, coming from a broken clay pot.

"It's all here, a total of twenty-three altars have been dug up, one has been broken, and the rest are here." , Lao Ma pointed to the stacked wine jar and said to Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu nodded, picked up the two jars and motioned to the old horse to do the same, the two walked out of the wooden house, walked towards the semi-open-air shed where they ate, and put the wine next to the black jar where the day's cooking grain was stored.

He said a few more words to the old horse, don't let the people in the stockade steal the wine from the storehouse, and then turned back to the room to get some of the tools he had prepared yesterday.

A basket of half-split bamboo tubes and a stool disassembled into a four-cornered bracket.

At dusk, Xiao Jiu asked Lao Ma to inform Zhang Ben and Jin Zi to come to the dining shed to meet, and he arranged the bamboo tubes prepared in advance and split in half evenly around the edge of the pot, and put the simple stand dismantled into four stool legs on the pot, and finally covered another iron pot for cooking.

After a while, Lao Ma led Zhang Ben and Jin Zi over, and happened to see Xiao Jiu struggling to fiddle with the iron pot there, although he didn't know what Xiao Jiu was doing, he still helped Xiao Jiu together, and when the iron pot was finally set up, Xiao Jiu opened a jar of wine and poured it into the pot, and casually placed the empty jar directly below the circle gap formed by the bamboo tube along the pot.

After all this, Xiao Jiu looked at the puzzled three people and explained.

"Today, I invite the three of you to try my winemaking."

Listening to Xiao Jiu's words, the three of them were suspicious, not to mention that they had never heard of Xiao Jiu making wine before, and poured all the wine made from grain into the pot to cook, isn't this a pure waste? Wine is a rarity.

Although they thought so, the three of them didn't dare to ask Xiao Jiu, so they could only help to add firewood to the stove where the fire was lit.

After a while, the temperature of the iron pot continued to rise, and Xiao Jiu successively poured the other three jars of grain wine into the pot, and the shed gradually rose with the aroma of wine spreading with the steam.

The temperature in the pot rises, and the wine inside constantly turns into steam and rises, pushing up to the upside-down iron pot, and then quickly condenses, turning into water droplets that continue to flow down the inner wall of the iron pot, and finally dripping into the bamboo tube that has been placed in advance, and flowing along the bamboo tube into the empty wine jar that has been placed in advance.

Smelling the smell of wine in the air, several bandits around the wooden shed couldn't help but look this way.

About an hour later, more than a jar of soju was collected through distillation and condensation, Xiao Jiu took out half a bowl and took a sip lightly on the side of his mouth, a fierce aroma of wine stimulated the taste buds, compared to the pure brewing water with a lower degree in this era, it was much higher.

Xiao Jiu handed the pottery bowl to the three of Lao Ma, and the three of them also learned from Xiao Jiu to take a few sips in turn, and they were instantly conquered by the fierce aroma of wine, and savored it with their taste buds.

"Owner of the village, the strength of this wine is not comparable to that of thirty-year-old wine."

The older old horse sighed at Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu watched the reaction of the three of them, and said casually: "This is a brewing method that my ancestors have passed down, called burning knives, what do the three leaders think?" ”

"Okay." All three gave thumbs up in admiration.

Xiao Jiu distributed the remaining wine to the three of them in a porcelain bowl, and looking at their careful taste, he knew that this fierce strength was already too much stronger than the wine brewed from pure grains in this era.

Nowadays, it is common to drink some pure grain wine, which can reach a very low degree and is slightly turbid, even if a person who is not good at drinking a few bowls will not get drunk and fall asleep.

"I also drank this wine, and the three leaders think that this wine is worth much?" , Xiao Jiu saw that the three of them had already drunk half a bowl one after another, and asked.

Although Xiao Jiu often went to neighboring villages and towns to drink and gamble for money, he couldn't make up his mind about the value of this kind of soju he had purified, after all, although Xiao Jiu was a small bandit leader before, he usually drank rough liquor, and he still couldn't afford to drink that kind of high-aged wine.

"Ordinary millet wine costs a jar, and this kind of good wine must be sold for at least five hangs." , Zhang Ben's mouth was already hot from the wine, and Weng Sheng said.

"Fart, I think the owner of the village will sell this wine for at least one or two silver to not lose money." , Kaneko heard it and retorted casually.

And the old horse on the side frowned and pretended to be contemplative, "Is the owner of the village ready to sell wine?" ”

"What's wrong?" , Xiao Jiu said suspiciously.

Lao Ma saw Xiao Jiu's doubts, and immediately spoke: "It's not that it can't be sold, it's just that the harvest has not been good in recent years, and the imperial court is not allowed to sell it privately among the people. ”

"Oh? You say that people ban alcohol, where did the restaurants in the town come from? ”

Although Xiao Jiu went to restaurants and restaurants a lot, he really didn't notice this.

"The owner of the village does not know, the people are forbidden to brew wine privately, only by taking the 'wine lead' issued by the imperial court can open a factory to run a wine, and it can still be sold within the quantity specified by the imperial court, there are a few in our county that can sell official wine, and the nearest Lijia Town from us, the rich man Li in the town has a winery."

Hearing Lao Ma Yan, Xiao Jiu understood the doorway here, the wine in this era was brewed from pure grain, and the dignitaries generally had the habit of drinking, but now after all, it is an agricultural society, only food is the foundation of the dynasty, and wine is like salt and iron, it is a profiteering industry, so it is naturally firmly controlled in their own hands.

Almost instantly, Xiao Jiu made a decision, although there is no shortage of food in the cottage for the time being, but in this turbulent era, a corner of peace is tantamount to a fool's dream, if you want to seek development, you need more money and food.

"It seems that we have to meet this rich man Li." , Xiao Jiu touched his chin and muttered to himself.

Xiao Jiu only drank one bowl, and the rest was divided among the other three, during which he did not forget to tell the three of them not to talk about winemaking with other people in the cottage, but looking at the three who were a little dazed and drunk, they knew that the leak was a matter of time or time.

Forget it, it's a while to be able to keep it secret, so it's better to vacate a special room as a wine shop first.