Ang Lee sat on a chair in the yard. At first, Ang Lee thought there were no chairs in the Tang Dynasty, but later he learned that by the Southern and Northern Dynasties, high-shaped seats appeared one after another, and sitting with their feet hanging down began to become popular.

However, it was called Hu Sou at that time, but it was only later in the Tang Dynasty that it was called Hu Sou.

After Li Zhan sat down, Qing'er came out to cover an Ang Lee with a blanket, which was because she was afraid that Ang Lee would freeze. In front of Ang Lee, Meng Ke took Zhang Lin and Zhang Sen to light the newly made stove in the yard, then put the floor pot on it, then put the wooden steamer on it, poured the wine mash, and covered the sky pot.

Qing'er kept pushing the firewood while on the side, making the fire in the stove burn very vigorously.

In fact, this Tianguo... has many disadvantages. The first disadvantage is that the production efficiency is low and time-consuming: using traditional wooden steamers to make wine, not only has the labor intensity, but also has to be busy all day long and exhausted.

The second disadvantage is that the wine yield rate is low: because of the sealing and cooling properties of traditional equipment, a large part of the wine evaporates during the distillation process, which directly affects the wine yield rate of white wine.

The last one is sealing and poor cooling: "One family steams wine, the whole village keeps fragrance." This is the consensus formed by everyone on traditional steamed wine.

Because traditional wooden steamer is sealed with bran and cloth strips, the sealing performance is poor, and cooling is done in a pan pot, and the cooling effect is still poor.

However, these shortcomings are all relatively backward compared to modern times. At this time, it was the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago. There was no surprise that the backward Tianguo would be the most advanced wine steaming tool in the Tang Dynasty.

After about an hour, the aroma of wine filled Zhangjia Village.

"Wow... it smells so good... it smells so good..." Meng Ke shouted in disbelief as she smelled the fragrance of the wine. Not only Meng Ke, but also Zhang Hu and Xue Ding were surprised by the fragrance of the wine at this time.

After a while, many people came to Ang Lee's yard, including Zhao Qing, Xin Rui, Xin Liu, Huaqing, Qin Xingzhou, and Eighth Le, and Le, and Eighth Le, and... Almost all the good wines came.

These people called it a lie to help their son, but in fact they wanted to have the first sip of wine.

In the evening, 100 kilograms of wine marinade produced thirty kilograms of wine. The steamed wine was already a little close to modern white wine, at least without any precipitation, and the color was white and crystal clear...

Because of this, these newly steamed wines were immediately targeted by the uncles who had good wines.

Meng Ke looked at the sake that had just steamed out of the jar, which was not a trace of impurities, and his saliva was almost dripping. You should know that Meng Ke usually drank turbid wine, and the price of sake was too expensive. Meng Ke had drunk it before, but that was something that happened more than ten years ago.

Later, Zhangjia Village became worse and worse, and there was no turbid wine, let alone sake.

However, Meng Ke didn't expect that his son would steam sake. When he saw this sake, he really hooked up Meng Ke's wine worms. Moreover, the sake steamed by Ang Lee was fragrant because the wine was 40 degrees.

"Young Master..." Meng Ke came to Ang Lee's side first and said, "Can I give me some of this wine first? Because I can judge whether this wine is good?"

After saying that, Ang Lee nodded in approval: "Yes... Uncle San still has a say in wine, so let Uncle San have a bowl of it...!"

But as soon as Ang Lee finished his words, Zhao Qing and others stopped doing it, and they all came to Ang Lee and said that he was very knowledgeable about wine and that drinking was the most accurate way to drink. Ang Lee had a headache for him and there was no way. Ang Lee had to ask Zhang Lin and Zhang Sen to give each of them a bowl.

This time I got five kilograms of wine.

Why did they go so much? Because these people asked Zhang Sen and Zhang Lin to pour a full bowl of wine, and they were almost overflowing, so they gave up.

After pouring it, Meng Ke immediately sucked at the edge of the bowl. The strong smell of alcohol rushed into Meng Ke's throat, and then drilled into her stomach, and then a warm feeling rose in her stomach.

This feeling directly made Mencius yell: "Good wine...!"

Just after Meng Ke finished calling, the others on the side began to suck. No one expected that it was just right to drink this 40-degree wine into the stomach. The 20-degree wine in the Tang Dynasty was not strong enough, and some people couldn't get drunk. Drinking too much was like water.

If Ang Lee made a wine of 60 degrees or even higher, the people of the Tang Dynasty would not get used to it because it was too volatile and would get drunk as soon as they drank it.

Drinking is to feel dizzy and floating, not letting yourself lose your mind, drunkenly, but also to make yourself feel floating, not too much or too little forty degrees, just that is just right.

"Good wine...good wine...!"

After drinking, Zhao Qing and others all shouted loudly.

Ang Lee was a little confused by these frequent shouts, so he looked at Meng Ke and others and asked again: "It's really that good?"

"Okay...good...no more, no more, this wine is just right...!" After saying that, Meng Ke gave Ang Lee a thumbs up.

After drinking a bowl of wine, Meng Ke and Zhao Qing... all showed a satisfied smile, and then went home to sleep with this smile. This sleep was a sleep that was dawn.

But... what's funny is that the uncles who had drunk the next day were all sucked by the boss Zhang Hu. They were pulled out of the bed by Zhang Hu early in the morning, and then ran around Zhangjia Village for thirty laps.

Oh my God... Even these strong uncles ran away thirty laps, but what surprised Ang Lee was that none of these uncles dared not to execute Zhang Hu's orders.

And I don't even dare to say anything to resist.

Ang Lee, Qing'er, Zhang Lin, Zhang Sen, Xue Xue, Xue Cheng... They stood at the entrance of the village and watched all morning. All these uncles ran thirty laps, not many laps, not many laps.

After running, Meng Ke and others were all lying on the ground, which shows that Zhang Hu had absolute authority in Zhangjia Village.

Fortunately, Zhang Hu was loyal to Ang Lee. Ang Lee was watching the fun while watching the fun. Zhang Hu was also worried that Ang Lee would not only take off his clothes and put them on him, but also asked Qing'er to go back and soak a deer antler water for Ang Lee, so that Ang Lee would hold it in his hand and drink it.

It's really meticulous.

After the exercise in the morning, finally... the wine that Ang Lee made himself was still discussed by everyone.

This is Zhang Hu's house. After everyone finished the round, they all came to Zhang Hu's house to eat soup cakes. Ang Lee and Qing'er also went back to have a meal. Just as the uncles were having dinner at Zhang Hu's house, Meng Ke was the first to tell me how good the wine that Ang Lee made was.

At first, Zhang Hu didn't care, but after Zhao Qing, Xin Rui and others... they all said that the wine brewed by Ang Lee was very good, Zhang Hu and Xue Ding took a look, and then finally began to pay attention to the wine brewed by Ang Lee.

Following Zhang Hu and asked Zhang Sen to ask Ang Lee for a bowl of wine. After Zhang Hu and Xue Ding tasted the wine brewed by Ang Lee, the two of them also had a bright look. Following Xue Ding, he quickly said happily: "Brother... One pound of sake is always... The wine brewed by the young master is no worse than sake... We have another item...!"

"That's great!" Zhang Hu's mouth curled up slightly.

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Chapter completed!