Early the next morning.
The lazy sunlight came in through the window, and the air was filled with the smell of spring grass.
Cao Chong stretched his waist, but he was pulled by the wound on his waist, and he pouted in pain.
The millet in the dam is silently "yunxi", and the damp mountain breeze caresses the millet leaves on the slope.
The early risers were busy in the fields, and a trickling stream ran through the valley, and the sound of the murmuring tinkling was like the sound of a child sucking on its mother, so peaceful, so delicate, so docile.
The morning wet with dew fills the ears of wheat in the fields and dams, and also fills the hearts of the croppers who get up early.
Cao Chong got up early, and when he got up early, he also saw Guan Feng and her scholar who also got up early.
She was dressed as a scholar, with two beards on her mouth, and she looked less like a woman than a man.
Of course, as soon as Guan Feng saw Cao Chong, he turned his head over, and there was a little bit of a little woman's posture between his eyebrows.
Xiao Si glanced at Cao Chong, and then at Guan Feng, and didn't know what happened for a while, so he had to smirk and save his head.
Guan Feng got up so early, naturally in order to kill the general as a prisoner, and the place where the general was imprisoned was in this Zhaoxian Village.
And then the process went smoothly.
The sun was shining, and the figure of the prisoner also appeared in front of Cao Chong.
He is not tall, middle-aged with black hair, slightly shorter than Lu Song, but his figure is very strong, although he looks like he has been exposed to the wind and sun, and looks unnutritious and emaciated, but his bones and broad hands and feet can still see what he looks like when he is working.
His face was broad and short, his eyes were sunken and tired under his thick and powerful eyebrows, but he could see the color of his uprightness, and under his big nose was a black mustache that almost blocked his mouth.
The general is not the son of the family, his ascetic style, but like a person in the Momen, but unfortunately since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty deposed the hundred schools of Confucianism, the Mo family is really a bad deed.
He is a Confucian person, if he didn't have to die, Cao Chong would not be willing to die in front of him.
It's a pity that this world is like this, the weak eat the strong, and the weak have no right to speak.
Cao Chong looked at this general prison, a smile appeared on his face, and he hurriedly greeted him In this dark world, no one's hands will be clean, and hands in troubled times have to be dirty, so Cao Chong doesn't mind letting his hands get dirty.
An hour later, Guan Feng's hands were bloody, but his eyes were very bright, Cao Chong looked at Guan Feng like this, and did not speak, but his tone was very calm.
"I've already given you the gunpowder formula, be careful all the way, those should be ready."
Guan Feng pursed his lips, but did not take Cao Chong's words to heart, let alone have much gratitude to Cao Chong.
"Don't bother, I'm leaving" Cao Chong nodded, but there was a strange gaze in his eyes, this gaze had a little fiery brilliance.
Guan Feng didn't dare to look at each other like this, so he had to turn his head in embarrassment and said to the junior behind him, "Let's go."
"Yes" Xiao Si glanced at Cao Chong, and had to follow Guan Feng honestly.
Cao Chong looked at Guan Feng's back, and felt a little melancholy in his heart for a while, this trace of melancholy was very strange.
Cao Chong shook his head violently and threw out the only trace of children's affection in his heart.
Now is not the time to think about that Cao Chong turned his head over, and before Guan Feng left the scope of Zhaoxianzhuang, Cao Chong left first.
Guan Feng walked quickly in the wilderness, they got on two horses and began to gallop across the wilderness.
It was the horse that galloped, and it was the heart that jumped, and this heart came and went with Guan Feng's figure, but half of this heart still fell, and it fell on the three-third of an acre of land in Xudu Zhaoxianzhuang, and fell into Cao Chong's hands.
It's a pity that Cao Chong doesn't think about these things now.
There's only one word he's thinking about now: money The fastest thing to get money, especially in troubled times, is naturally robbed, but Cao Chong is in Xudu, in the depths of Cao Cao's power, naturally he can't do this kind of thing.
Now, what else can I do to get the money quickly?
Cao Chong fell into deep thought, in the later life, the most profitable thing is naturally real estate, and he will be a billionaire if he speculates.
But the Three Kingdoms are not as good as later generations, and now that the population is withering, engaging in real estate is tantamount to making a house for the dead.
There's so much land and too many houses.
Every time there is a war, whether it is won or lost, it is always ordinary people who suffer, not to mention other places, just Xudu, and there are many empty houses.
But since real estate can't be done, then what else can be done Soon, Cao Chong smiled wine Wine Of course, this deed cannot be put on the bright side, because Cao Cao had already issued a ban on alcohol before he set out on the expedition.
Of course, Prohibition was a prohibition and had absolutely nothing to do with the enjoyment of the princes and nobles.
Xu Du those nobles, which one put the prohibition in their hearts, this prohibition is aimed at the rich gentry and local tyrants of the people, and they are full of favors through the name of this prohibition order, I don't know how many rich gentry's homes have been copied.
In Cao Cao's eyes, the local tyrants and rich gentry are like the common people, killing a stubble and growing another stubble, which is endless, inexhaustible.
And, in fact, that's exactly what happened.
Interests will always be concentrated in the hands of certain people, who have wealth but no power, so they can only be used as vegetables and be played by those in power.
One of the benefits of the prohibition is that the price of wine has increased several times, and the ordinary rough wine is sold at the same price as fine wine at this time, but if it is better wine than Drunken Mengxian, the price must be geometric As soon as he thought of this, Cao Chong's head suddenly became active, and in his impression, there was really a recipe for winemaking.
Perhaps because of the time travel, the "memories" stored in his brain were unusually clear, and Cao Chong was surprised to find that everything he had read and studied before was as clear and recognizable as if it flashed on a computer screen as long as he "recalled".
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Cao Chong ran to the room and began to write a book on the desk, trying to memorize several ancient wine-making recipes recorded in Qi Min's key techniques and the Beishan Wine Sutra, pondering how to improve it, so that the wine he brewed could be "white and red, and different".
The reason why the alcohol content of this era was not high was because there was no distillation technology.
Liquor can only get wine with an alcohol content of 10 to 18, Cao Chong remembers reading in an ancient book, there were ancients in the Sui Dynasty who wanted to use wine instead of water to make wine in the hope of getting a higher concentration, but it didn't work, because alcohol is the product of yeast {koji} sugar metabolism, which has a certain inhibitory effect on yeast fermentation, and when the alcohol content reaches about 10, the yeast will stop multiplying, and the fermentation process will slow down.
Even yeasts with strong alcohol tolerance will not have an alcohol tolerance of more than 18, so even if you use sake instead of water for secondary fermentation, you will not get a higher degree of alcohol.
But if the Tang people can't do it, it doesn't mean that Cao Chong can't do it.
He has absolute confidence and certainty in using distillation techniques to refine liquor with a higher alcohol content.
Of course, distillation equipment is difficult to get hold of, and it is tantamount to a fool's dream to make glass in this world, but without glass, it can still be replaced by something else.
Cao Chong remembered the beer of his previous life.
It is not realistic to brew beer in the Three Kingdoms at present, but can you borrow some methods from the beer brewing process?
For example, barley is used to replace the grains of traditional liquor, such as millet and wheat, and some hops and wolfberries are added to it Barley has been cultivated in China for more than 5,000 years, and it should not be difficult to find this raw material.
As for hops, it is called hop in the Compendium of Materia Medica, which is a perennial herbaceous vine plant, which the ancients used as a medicinal material, and there should be no problem.
This winemaking seems to be feasible: