"Speaking of which, your Xinyi wine is much better than our Puyi wine..."
Fan Ni held the copper goblet with an intoxicated look on his face: "The color is cool and the taste is mellow... I think it's almost as good as old wine..."
"Is it that good?"
As a time traveler, Xin You is not very used to today's wine.
The taste is bland and there are still some unprocessed dregs in it.
"liquor……"
Xin held up the bronze goblet again, thoughtfully.
The history of drinking in this land is too long.
From the emperor down to the common people, everyone will be greedy for the things in this cup.
The wine at this time was still "fermented wine" brewed from fruits, grains, etc. and added with distiller's yeast.
In addition, the craftsmanship has not yet reached its peak, and most of the wine is still "turbid wine" with residue.
Of course, the wine used by nobles has been filtered repeatedly.
Even so, the alcohol content limit of fermented wine will not exceed 20 degrees. If distilled wine is made at this time, I don’t know what the effect will be...
Xin You couldn't help but think.
"Xin Jun? What do you want...?"
Fan Ni's drinking capacity was very poor. This kind of alcohol, which was a little higher than beer, had already made him a little confused. His eyes, which were originally squinted, could no longer see at all.
"Fanjun, I want to make better wine."
Xin said again.
"Ah?...Good wine?...Where can I find good wine..."
As Fan Ni said that, he fell down.
Xin was helpless. Before he could warm up, the opponent fell down.
I have no power to fight, and drinking this kind of wine is really not fun!
He sent someone to set up everything, then got up and prepared to go out for a walk.
"Where are you going, gentleman?"
Wei, who had been standing outside the hall waiting for orders, asked in a low voice.
"Go for a walk."
"But it's getting late, and Madam is still waiting for your gentleman's reply?"
"Can mother tell me when to go see her?"
"That's not true..."
"In that case, just wait until I come back."
After Xin finished speaking, he walked out casually.
Although Wei felt something was wrong in her heart, she did not dare to go against Xin You's wishes, so she turned around and returned to the hall, holding the leftover soup together with the diner.
When Xin went out again, he only called a child.
He is the son of Qian Bi, Qian Zuo.
He is twelve years old this year and is learning from his father to be a caterer - that is, a person who serves Xin You's food and drink.
Ling Zuo was clever by nature and had the heart of a child, so he was very happy to follow Xin You.
"Gentleman, how did you come up with the idea of using driftwood to send messages? It's really amazing!"
Ling Zuo clapped his hands, his face full of admiration.
"Oh? You know all about this?"
"Yes! Who in Xinyi doesn't know that the gentleman asked the Du family to send a message using driftwood the day before yesterday?" Leng Zuo said.
"Oh? Does the old lady know?"
"I definitely know!"
For some reason, Xin unconsciously cared about what the old lady thought of him.
Maybe it's because he inherited the memory of Xin You from before, or maybe he doesn't know how to face this... mother.
"What did she say?"
"No, the old lady heard that the gentleman used driftwood to call for reinforcements, and she said that the gentleman has finally become an adult!"
"Haha...that's good."
Xin You actually felt relieved in his heart.
"Where do you want to go, gentleman? Gentleman rarely comes out." Lianzuo's mouth was like a barrage of words.
"Let's go to...the wine shop."
"I know! I will lead the gentleman!"
Lianzuo ran ahead, leading Xin You.
The winery is a very small workshop in the northwest corner of Xinyi.
Because the Duke of Zhou believed that merchants died due to excessive drinking, he had very strict regulations on "drinking" when formulating Zhou rites.
When to drink, how to drink, how much to drink...
These are just rules for drinking.
There are also a series of regulations regarding wine making.
There is an official in charge of winemaking named "Shusheng". The French methods and materials for the wine used in the palace are managed by Shusheng and awarded to each family.
The time for brewing wine is also set in mid-winter.
The amount of wine consumed was unlimited except for the emperor and queen, but there were strict regulations on how much the rest of the people could drink during various activities.
According to Zhou rites, drinking alcohol is not a matter of pleasure, but a continuation of the patriarchal system of the Zhou Dynasty.
It's a pity... this system is only ideal.
The charm of wine was so great that the kings of the Shang Dynasty could not resist the temptation of wine, let alone these nobles.
Xin You believed that if he could really make good wine, he might actually be able to bring him unexpected gains.
Walking to the northwest corner of the city, a courtyard came into view.
Clay pots of various sizes are piled at the entrance of the yard.
A strong smell of wine lees spreads along the wind.
A man with a red nose was leaning against the door and sleeping soundly.
"Xinji! You drank secretly again!"
Seeing this, Leng Zuo walked over and pushed the man hard.
"Xiaowu...don't bother me..."
The man turned around, held his head and continued to sleep.
"Gentleman, he..."
Leng Zuo wanted to continue to inflict violence, but Xin stopped him.
"If he drinks too much, let him fall asleep."
Xin ignored the drunkard Xin Ji and walked straight into the yard.
There are large and small pottery urns in the yard, filled with wine.
These wines are unfiltered "turbid wines".
Basically, it is drunk by the lower class people, and it is full of wine lees and very turbid.
The upper class nobles drank filtered "hojiu".
According to the brewing time of the wine and the clarity of its color, Haojiu is generally divided into three types: sake, old wine, and shishu.
The sake used in sacrifices takes the longest time to brew and has the most noble status.
The second is the old wine that the ministers drank after the sacrifice. It is brewed in winter and ripened in spring. The color of the wine is relatively clear, so ministers who have nothing to do can only drink this wine.
The last one is the wine that people drink after the sacrifice. It has the least color and the shortest brewing time.
The wine brewed in Xinyi was used to supply the "official wine" used by people in the palace.
The quality is good, almost catching up with the "old wine".
Xin picked up a pottery spoon from the ground and scooped out a spoonful of wine.
The man next to him had already carefully lit a torch to illuminate Xin.
"Gentleman, there is still wine at home."
Lian Zuodao.
Xin didn't answer and took a big sip of wine.
The alcohol content of this wine should be slightly higher than that of beer.
The lees inside have not been cleaned yet, and may require a few more steps.
There is no sorghum in Xinyi, so the raw material for making wine is yellow rice.
After the yellow rice is steamed and then brewed, the resulting yellow rice wine is light yellow and has a refreshing aroma.
"Who!"
Just then, a young voice came.
"Xiaowu, the gentleman is here."
Ling Zuo said to the person coming outside the door.
The person who walked in from the door was none other than the young man Xin Jin had been bringing with him, Xin Wu.
Also called Xiaowu.
Xiao Wu looked at Xin You, hesitated for a moment, and then saluted Xin You.
"Why did you come to our house so late?"
Xin also knew Xin Wu. This young man was of the same generation as him and was very smart. He was Xin Jin's grandnephew. He had been taken by Xin Jin since he was a child and helped Xin Jin do some things.
On the contrary, it relieved his drunkard father Xinji.
"Let's take a look at your wine." Xin said again: "Xiao Wu, can you make wine?"
"Brewing? I can't."
"Your father is our wine maker in Xinyi, but you don't learn how to make wine?" Xin You was a little surprised.
Generally speaking, in this kind of profession, sons inherit their father's business, and the bartender is actually a fat man.
After all, Xinyi provided the grain for wine making.
"Have you learned how to be like him?"
Xiao Wu pointed at the drunk man outside the door and said disdainfully: "If you, gentleman, want to drink, I will send you to your residence immediately."
After saying that, he quickly picked up a jar. This chapter has been completed!