Jin Feng said: "Remember to send someone to the smelting workshop to take away the long knife tonight."
"A few courses."
Qing Mulan's mouth was still unclear.
The apprenticeship ceremony was delayed all morning, and Mancang didn't have time to make the sword. After dinner, Jin Feng took Mancang and Zhou Jin to the iron-making workshop.
Now that she has accepted Zhou Jin as her disciple, the iron smelting workshop is naturally no longer a forbidden area for her.
Although Zhou Jin cannot forge iron, he can still help with quenching and polishing.
The three masters and apprentices worked hard for a long time and finally made all the swords Qing Mulan requested.
Since returning from the battlefield, Mancang had hardly rested. Jin Feng gave him half an afternoon off and took Zhou Jin into a room next to the smelting workshop.
It's said to be a room, but it's actually about the same size as a hall, with an area of more than a hundred square meters, and a mess of things placed inside.
There are not only two small stoves, but also various tools, as well as large and small pots, iron blocks, wooden blocks, and even several balls of red mud.
This is Jin Feng's laboratory.
Many of Jin Feng's attempts were completed here, which is more important than the smelting workshop. The veterans guarding the smelting workshop will also keep an eye on this place 24 hours a day. Even the sanitation is cleaned by Jin Feng himself.
But with Zhou Jin, he can be lazy in the future.
Zhou Jin came in for the first time and was very curious about everything.
Jin Feng led her to a stop next to two weird-looking jars.
This is the simple distiller that Jin Feng spent several nights making.
"Xiao Jin, do you still remember the alcohol I told you about?" Jin Feng asked.
"Remember." Zhou Jin nodded quickly.
"I will teach you how to make alcohol later," Jin Feng said: "Without my permission, you must not teach this method to others, not even your future husband and children. Remember it?
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"Don't worry, sir, I won't tell anyone even if I'm beaten to death."
Zhou Jin quickly raised his palms and swore: "If you break this oath, you will not die a good death."
Jin Feng nodded, took a jar of spirits from the corner, poured it into one of the jars, and then placed the jar on the small stove.
In ancient romance novels or costume dramas, you can often see someone who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and who drinks in endless amounts.
That’s because the wine-making conditions in ancient times were limited, and the alcohol content of the brewed wine was very low.
Liu Tie searched all over Jinchuan County, and the strongest wine he could find had an alcohol content of no more than 20, just a little stronger than beer.
Not to mention those rich and powerful men in the world, even a weak scholar like Jin Feng, as long as he is not easily drunk, he can drink two or three bowls without any problem.
It is not difficult to distill and purify alcohol from liquor. The only trouble is that the alcohol content of the liquor used as the raw material is too low. It takes a lot of time and many rounds of distillation to obtain high-purity alcohol.
Taking advantage of this time, Jin Feng explained in detail to Zhou Jin the issues that needed to be paid attention to in each step.
Zhou Jin is indeed quite talented in medical treatment, and she is very serious. Jin Feng only taught her twice before she completely learned it.
By evening, the two men successfully produced Dakang's first bottle of ultra-pure alcohol.
Although there is only a small jar, it is enough for the female soldiers and veteran teams to use for a period of time.
"Xiao Jin, alcohol is very easy to evaporate. After each use, you must quickly seal the mouth of the bottle with a cork, otherwise it will quickly float away."
Jin Feng picked up the prepared cork and plugged the mouth of the jar tightly.
"remember."
Zhou Jin quickly wrote it down.
"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back and have dinner."
Jin Feng put away the small jar and led Zhou Jin out of the laboratory.
As soon as he went out, he saw Qing Mulan, who was craning his neck and looking over here.
She also knew that this was Jin Feng's secret base, but she was just watching from the outside and had no intention of coming in.
"What are you doing sneaking around?"
Jin Feng tapped Qing Mulan on the head: "If you're not in the back mountain, why are you here?"
"Didn't you ask me to bring someone to carry the long knife? I brought someone here as soon as I came back from the back mountain."
Qing Mulan rubbed his head and asked curiously: "What are you master and disciple hiding here doing, so delicious?"
When alcohol is distilled, the flavor will inevitably come out. At this time, the liquor is made from pure grains and has a very authentic aroma.
Not only Qing Mulan smelled it, but the two veterans guarding the door of the smelting workshop also kept swallowing their saliva.
They had been smelling it for half the afternoon. As time went by, the fragrance became stronger and stronger, which made them greedy.
"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten."
Jin Feng ran back to the laboratory and came out holding a half jar of liquor.
The distiller was just finished yesterday, so Jin Feng took the time to experiment with it, and this jar of wine is what was left at that time.
High-purity alcohol cannot be drunk directly, otherwise it will easily cause alcohol poisoning, but this jar Jinfeng has only been distilled twice, and the degree is about 40 degrees, so it is completely drinkable.
No need to open the lid, the aroma of wine will be everywhere.
Now even Qing Mulan couldn't bear it any longer and swallowed indecently.
"Sir, what kind of wine is this and why does it smell so good?"
"Mu Lan, you are from a noble family after all, so you have some potential, okay?"
Jin Feng joked, and then suddenly his heart moved.
In his previous life, he didn't like drinking, but he knew how big the liquor market was.
Chinese people consume countless amounts of liquor every year, supporting countless liquor companies.
Although the history of Dakang is different from its previous life, the wine culture still has a long history.
Since Dakang doesn’t have high-quality liquor, can I take advantage of it?
Thinking of this, Jin Feng took the initiative to ask: "Want to try it?"
"Yes!" Qing Mulan and Jin Feng were already very familiar with each other and nodded without hesitation.
"Then let's go."
Jin Feng held the wine jar and returned to the courtyard from the side door of the smelting workshop yard.
The two veterans wiped their saliva and watched Jin Feng leave eagerly.
"I was just about to call you, and you came back."
Guan Xiaorou said with a smile: "The meal is ready, wash your hands and eat."
Qing Mulan has been used to being served by others since she was a child. She usually doesn't have the consciousness to take advantage of her food when she comes here. Every time, she always sits at the table and waits for others to bring her food.
But today, she showed an uncharacteristically diligent side, running back and forth to help with meals and dishes, running faster than Runniang.
"What's wrong with Miss Mu Lan?"
While she was running out, Guan Xiaorou asked doubtfully: "Did you get into trouble and are you afraid of being punished by the boss?"
"She is the eldest daughter of Mr. Zhou Mu's family, how can I dare to punish her?"
Jin Feng smiled and pointed at the wine jar: "She is thinking about this."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Mulan came in with chopsticks and looked at Jin Feng expectantly ""
"Sir, everyone is here, can we start dinner?"
"Okay, you can drink it if you want, but this wine is stronger, so don't drink it so fast, and don't drink too much."
Jin Feng smiled and took the chopsticks.
"I'm just waiting for your words."
Qing Mulan rubbed her hands and opened the lid of the wine jar.
For a moment, the whole room was filled with the aroma of wine.
Amei and Tiechui, who were guarding the door, both licked their lips and looked inside.