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Chapter 327 Brewing

When Zhang Jidong went to Zhu Jiucheng's house to steam wine, Lazy Dog also followed behind his butt. When Zhang Jidong lifted the head of the jar containing the wine mash, Lazy Dog circled around the jar and his head kept getting to the jar from time to time.

"Where you go, don't come over if you don't wash your face. If you get dirty, you will slaughter you and eat dog meat." Zhang Jidong cursed the lazy dog.

A lazy dog ​​whispers, do dogs have face?

"Ji Dong, I think the wine shop today. Look, the wine will taste great when it comes out. Usually, the wine is thrown on the ground, but the dog doesn't smell it. Today, the dog seems to want to taste it, which means that the wine tastes good." Zhu Jinbao said happily.

"Can dogs still give out wine?" Zhang Jidong asked in confusion.

"Yes, isn't it said that dog's nose? Dog's nose is more powerful than human noses. They can easily smell things that we can't smell." Zhu Jinbao pinched a handful of wine mash from the wine mash jar and put it on a clean stone slab.

"It won't eat what you feed it." Zhang Jidong said.

"No, can this dog become a spirit?" Zhu Jinbao didn't believe it.

The lazy dog ​​was very moved when he looked at the wine mash on the stone slab, but he did not take a step forward, and stood firmly behind Zhang Jidong.

Zhang Jidong walked over and grabbed the ball of wine: "Come on, eat."

At this time, the lazy dog ​​rushed up and almost took the ball of wine from Zhang Jidong. Zhang Jidong quickly retracted his hand. This guy looked lazy and desperate, but he didn't expect that he would be very quick to grab things. It was amazing.

"Look, even dogs like to eat this wine mash, the distilled wine must taste good." Zhu Jinbao said.

"Is this wine mash really so delicious? Don't turn the soju into sweet wine. The sweet wine can't distillate much wine." Zhang Jidong was a little worried. He pinched a ball of wine mash from the wine mash jar and tasted it. It tasted really good, but it was completely different from sweet wine. It had a little sweetness and also had a smell of wine. The wine lees melted in the mouth, and it did not have the same smell as the wine lees as the usual wine mash.

Seeing Zhang Jidong taking a bite, Zhu Jiucheng grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth. As a result, Zhu Jinbao knocked it on his head.

"All of these big people are so old, they don't have any taste. You can just taste a little. Do you need to catch such a large handful?" Zhu Jinbao said.

"Don't I want you to taste it too?" Zhu Jiucheng said aggrievedly.

Zhu Jinbao didn't think he had made a mistake. Even if he made a mistake, he could be considered as a prevention.

Zhu Jiucheng didn't expect him to apologize to him. He had already beaten him. Could he still be beaten back?

Zhu Jinbao pulled a ball of wine from his son and took a bite. He thought it tasted really good. He wanted to taste it again and reached out to him, but found that his son had stuffed a large ball of wine into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging.

Zhu Jinbao was so angry that he kicked him: "You starved to death and the ghost was entrusted to death? He always looked so stupid when eating anything."

"You said to me. You took it into my hands and snatched it." Zhu Jiucheng ran far away.

"Boy! Why don't you go and prepare the firewood quickly, you're about to start distilling the liquor!" Zhu Jinbao shouted at his son's back.

"Uncle Jinbao, did your wine mash taste so delicious before?" Zhang Jidong asked.

Zhu Jinbao shook his head: "Even my father wasn't as good as that time. The wine mash of this shochu should have the bitter taste of rice wine. With the taste of shochu, the wine mash is actually quite unpalatable."

"This wine must be able to distillate it out." Zhang Jidong said.

When brewing wine in Shuanghe Village, the whole process is made of firewood stoves and firewood. When it is not processed well, there is a smoky smell in the wine.

Zhu Jinbao's family has been brewing wine for a long time, and the wine-making guys at home are all prepared. Zhu Jinbao's wine is not very good, but the wine-making process is very familiar. Soon he started to install the simple device of distilled wine.

"The fire in the stove should not be too large, otherwise the lees at the bottom of the pot will be easily burned. The distilled wine should be steamed slowly over low heat, and the wine will be distilled out of the wine bit by bit. However, the place where the bamboo tube of the distilled wine and the steamer must be sealed. If there is a little gas, a lot of wine will be lost." Zhu Jinbao carefully explained to Zhang Jidong and Zhu Jiucheng when installing the soil for the distilled wine.

Zhang Jidong just thought that this distilled wine device was too old-fashioned. If it was changed to a more scientific one, the distilled wine would be purer. At least the wine would not smell like smoke.

When the floor pot of the distilled wine began to smell a little heat, a smell of wine began to spread in the kitchen.

"Hurry, use a wet cloth to block it, don't let the alcohol run away." Zhu Jinbao said hurriedly.

The three of them blocked the air for a long time, but they were unable to block all the leaks.

"Does the air leakage require a lot less alcohol?" Zhang Jidong asked.

"Then, if you are not careful, you may not even have half of the wine left. No matter how careful you are, you cannot guarantee that all the wine can enter the jar." Zhu Jinbao said.

When Zhang Jidong heard this, he immediately wondered: It seems that this set of wine-making items must be replaced. Ordinary wine is fine, but if there is good wine in the future, the loss will be great.

After an hour or two, the third pot of water was replaced with the distillation pot. The third pot of water was a little hot. According to Zhu Jinbao's usual method, the distillation should be stopped.

"Try it first and see how the wine is. If the wine is still good, continue to sautify for a while." Zhu Jinbao carefully opened the jar plug and quickly scooped a lift from the jar with a carrier.

"Come on, Ji Dong, try it." Zhu Jinbao quickly stuffed the wine jar tightly. After a while, the room was filled with the rich and mellow smell of wine.

"Come on. I can't drink any wine. You often taste wine, but this time you're overwhelmed by the limelight." Zhang Jidong said with a smile.

Zhu Jinbao poured a small portion of the wine in the conveyor into a small cup, held the small cup and raised his head, and drank the wine in the small cup clean.

Zhang Jidong and Zhu Jiucheng stared at Zhu Jinbao with four eyes.

Zhu Jinbao smashed it a few times, looking intoxicated. It looked like the wine was pretty good.

"Dad, how is it?" Zhu Jiucheng asked.

"You can taste it yourself?" Zhu Jinbao smiled.

"Taste the wine by yourself." Zhu Jiucheng snatched the wine from his father.

"Stupid boy, drink less." Zhu Jinbao said hurriedly.

Zhu Jiucheng directly treated the pickle as a wine glass, and tossed the pickle in a few gurgles.

"ah!"

This wine is really exciting!

[Thanks to the fishermen who are alone in Han Ye for their rewards and support!]
Chapter completed!
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