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Chapter 146: Chilled Wine


After returning to his bedroom, Ma Chao still felt a little depressed.

But as soon as he entered the door, Ma Chao immediately regretted it: he would rather stay in the forge for a while longer.

Because at this time, Han Ying and Yun'er were facing each other in the room, and it seemed that they had been there for some time.

"I said, the young master is not here."

This was Yun'er's delicate voice with a hint of impatience.

"If you're not, I'll just wait here.

Anyway, he will come back sooner or later."

This was Han Ying's lazy voice.

Her tone was unhurried, as if she had already gained the upper hand in the previous fight.

"Young Master" "Super" This was the sound they both made after seeing Ma Chao come in.

Ma Chao suddenly felt his head pounding, and instantly felt that the temperature in the room was a bit colder: of these two people, one was a girl with whom he had a physical relationship; the other was a girl he had an affair with.

Look at the billowing smoke in this house, etc., the smoke Yes, Wolf Smoke Ma Chao thought about it.

In ancient times, saltpeter was used to ignite beacon smoke, and the method he thought of to make ice in summer used beacon smoke.

"Haha, I got it."

Ma Chao was overjoyed and immediately backed out of the room and ran towards the barracks in a flash: If he doesn't retreat now, he will be burned by the smoke later.

"Young Master" "Chao'er" The children were stamping their feet and shouting behind them, but after hearing this call.

Instead of stopping, Ma Chao ran a little faster.

Both of them glared at each other, and finally said in unison: "It's all your fault."

This time, the fuse was lit again.

The two refused to give in and started a new round of battle, which did not involve swords and guns but was better than swords and guns.

Ma Chao was worried.

After running to the barracks, he immediately scooped up a bowl of mung bean soup to quench his thirst.

This mung bean soup and heat-relieving medicine are not just for craftsmen.

Soldiers training under the scorching sun need this heat-relieving medicine even more.

"Young Master, what are you doing here?"

Pang De bowed respectfully to Ma Chao, but he didn't know why Ma Chao came to the barracks at this time.

"Ling Ming, is there any saltpeter in the barracks?"

Ma Chao asked after taking a breath.

"Yes, I do, but I have to get it from Han Feng."

Pang De frowned.

This saltpeter is a fire starter.

The young master has nothing to do in the summer and wants to set fire to it.

Ma Chao was too lazy to pay attention to Pound's strange and doubtful eyes, but said to Pound mysteriously: "There are two jars of wine sent by Han Sui in a certain house.

Ming Ming can go and get them."

Why didn't you bring Pound with you when you came just now?

He thought so in his heart, but said: "I'll go right now."

After seeing Pang De ride away, Ma Chao wandered over to Han Feng again.

Now that Han Feng does not need to take care of the arsenal, Han Feng spends more time in the barracks.

By chance, Han Feng happened to be here this time.

Without further ado, Ma Chao asked Han Feng to bring some saltpeter.

Ma Chao found a vat and poured half of the water into it.

Then he poured half of the bag of saltpeter that Han Feng had brought into the vat.

The water and saltpeter reacted violently, and the water splashed and exploded from time to time.

After the water surface stabilized, Ma Chao poured the prepared cold water into the copper basin and let the copper basin float on the water.

After a while, under Han Feng's stupid gaze, white ice patterns began to appear on the water.

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Within a short time, the surface of the water tank was covered with white ice, and the water in the copper basin also began to freeze.

Han Feng carefully touched the ice with his hand and took a breath of cold air: "Young Master, how did you do it in the extremely hot weather in June?

You can actually make ice.

Who will believe it?"

Ma Chao was also very proud at this time, but in order to show his demeanor as a general, he still said coquettishly: "Well, at this time, it's time for Ling Ming to get those two jars of wine."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Pound came in.

And when he saw the basin of ice, he was dumbfounded: This, this is hell.

"Ling Ming, this wine is a tribute from the Western Regions.

It is made from grapes.

Mix it with ice cubes and drink it.

The effect is excellent."

Ma Chao unscrewed the wine jar and poured himself a bowl first.

Then, he motioned to Pang De and Han.

Maple pours a bowl each.

After that, Ma Chao poured the ice cubes into the bowl and watched the white ice cubes sinking in the brightly colored wine.

He also felt a little emotional in his heart: Unexpectedly, we used to be just pure silk, but now we have traveled through time and become the landlord class.

To actually enjoy such a fine wine, it’s really another inspirational drama about Silk’s counterattack.

Pang De and Han Feng didn't know what it was.

After hearing Ma Chao say it was wine, they bowed and thanked: "Thank you, young master, for the wine."

The two of them couldn't help but feel a little itchy when they thought about Ma Chao brewing the so-called distilled liquor.

But after taking a sip, I found that the wine was full of fruity flavor, not spicy at all, but still round and delicate.

There is even an indescribable rich aroma lingering in the mouth, leaving an endless aftertaste "Good wine" The two of them dared to drink heavily at this time, and the wine with ice cubes had a hint of coolness in the wine, which made them full of praise.

Drinking the refreshing iced grape wine, Ma Chao suddenly felt that the heat had completely disappeared.

At this time, the shaking ice cubes jingled against the wall of the bowl, which sounded like a moving ditty.

Ma Chao felt so comfortable from the top of his head to the soles of his feet that he had no intention of talking.

"Young Master, you came all the way just to have a sip of this."

Han Feng couldn't help but ask after finishing the bowl of wine.

"No, the summer heat is hard to get rid of.

I saw the craftsmen still working in the forging house, so I came up with this method of making ice.

As for this wine, it was just a whim."

When Han Feng asked, Only then did Ma Chao remember the business: "This wonderful method was passed down by the immortals.

You must keep it secret.

In addition, this saltpeter will need to be purchased in large quantities in the future for soldiers and craftsmen to relieve the heat."

"Young Master, although this method is wonderful, it consumes a lot of money.

I'm afraid Master Meng will have to deal with it."

Han Feng said with a bitter look on his face: This young master has started spending money randomly again.

"It's okay, it's just a one-time purchase."

Thinking of Meng Da, Ma Chao also had a headache.

This guy now protects his money like an old hen protecting its young.

However, having such a financial director is also a good thing for the Ma family: "After it is dried, it can be reused, so there is no need to worry."

After hearing this, Han Feng felt relieved.

Tsushima was secretly amazed that he could master such magical skills.

However, after this matter was resolved, Ma Chao began to be in a daze again.

Even this delicious wine felt tasteless when I drank it: at this time, there should be swords and swords in my house.

If I go back, I will definitely never come back.

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But although the Ma family has a big foundation, where can I go?

Go to the farm to see if the tea has arrived, and study the process of tea frying.

When Ma Chao thought of speculation, he immediately thought of the heat in the forging room, without the slightest interest.

Go to the ranch and see if the stallions are ready for spring.

Forget it, I'm not the voyeur like Han Ying who watches stallions mating.

Wait, didn't Han Sui send an elephant dragon?

It seems that I haven’t tamed that beast yet.

Hey, my dear, let Sajia ravage you today.

Poor Xianglong, who was leisurely enjoying Namanu pouring water on him to cool down in the pasture, felt a chill for no reason.

It looked up at the sky: The sun is scorching like fire, and there is no sign of rain.

s: By the way, I want to be one too.

The update on drinking iced wine in summer has been completed today.

Let’s continue tomorrow

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