Abai specially drank some wine in the evening. The wine here was made from the rice chewed by the girl.
This kind of wine is the famous chewing wine. As the name suggests, kuchizhu is made by chewing rice with your mouth, spitting it out, and fermenting it. Known as the oldest winemaking method, this wine uses amylase in saliva as a saccharifying fermentation agent.
The reason why this kind of wine is the oldest wine is because in the era when koji was not invented, using salivary amylase as a fermentation agent was the only option.
The wine that has been chewed by the purest ladies has a unique body fragrance. Just like a southern girl picking tea leaves in the morning and putting them in her mouth.
Chewing wine has always been an ancient inheritance of the Jurchens.
As early as the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Wuji people, the ancestors of the Jurchens, began to use this method to make wine.
"Wei Shu Wu Ji Zhuan" records: "Chewing rice to brew wine can make you drunk." This is the earliest written record of "chewing wine by mouth". This tradition was passed down until the Ming Dynasty, when the Jurchens still made wine by chewing.
Gu Qiyuan of the Ming Dynasty once recorded in his book "Guest Words": "When the barbarians came to the country, they heard about wine making. In North Korea, dung was used as wine, and women chewed rice to make wine."
According to ancient Korean recipes handed down, the raw materials of dung wine are chicken, dog, human feces and soju, which are fermented underground for 3-4 months.
I heard that the taste of this disgusting thing is a bit sour, and the alcohol content is not as high as chewing wine. To this day, although it is banned by the government in South Korea due to health issues, it is still popular in rural areas.
Today, I heard about his Goshiha sneaking out to find out the news. The leaders of the 132 Jurchen tribes in the East China Sea have come to 88 tribes one after another. He was already dreaming that all the Jurchens in the East China Sea would bow down under the banner of Dajin and follow him southward.
He drank up a jar of chewing wine and became very drunk. He hugged two girls from his tribe and fell asleep soundly. When I woke up, I suddenly felt very cold.
He was horrified to find that he was in a dark space, with his hands and feet tied by chains. He jumped up with excitement. He thought it was a dream, but soon he was sure that it was not a dream.
As soon as he jumped up, he was pulled back and fell back. Only then did he realize that the iron hoop was also stuck around his neck. There is also a rusty iron chain on it, and the other end is connected to the stone of the wall.
Are you being imprisoned? These bastards actually dare to do this to themselves.
"Gule, are you crazy? You dare to imprison me. You have angered Zhushen Khan. When the troops of Dajin come, they will kill you to pieces. ..."
But no matter how he shouted, no one paid attention to him.
Looking out from a small one-foot-square window near the roof, I realized that this was a dungeon. Everyone outside is busy with their own things. He shouted until his voice became hoarse, and no one paid attention to him.
Abai squatted on the ground, with a horrified expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost. He couldn't understand why these East China Sea savages suddenly turned against each other. Yesterday I was treated like a distinguished guest, but in the blink of an eye I became a prisoner.
Of course, no one would tell him the news that people from Ming Dynasty were coming.
Yang Fan didn't sleep well at night because even though there was an iron stove, it was still quite cold in the tent. In the middle of the night, Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru got into his sleeping bag. The three of them stayed together for the night. Yang Fan didn't sleep well.
The little girl’s argument was that the master had strong firepower and was warm all over, so she could keep him warm by sleeping with him in his arms. Lin Yueru nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Just when Yang Fan was about to object, the two female bandits immediately proposed a vote. Two votes to one, Yang Fan was completely defeated.
Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru held Yang Fan sideways, one of them clamped one of Yang Fan's legs, and their little heads rested on his shoulders. The sleeping bag was so packed that it looked like a big fleshy insect.
A single sleeping bag, although looser, would be comfortable if three people were squeezed into it. It was a feeling Yang Fan never wanted to experience again.
The two of them slept like little pigs, snoring lightly. There was still some saliva left in the little girl's skin. Yang Fan didn't have a good rest all night. I sighed in my heart that I had foresight. Fortunately, Mei Xiang and Chen Xi were left in Vladivostok to take care of the children. Otherwise, there won’t be enough space in your bed.
At dawn, Yang Fan looked at the tent roof speechlessly. He was in a daze with two big dark circles under his eyes.
Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru woke up and stretched out cutely like lazy cats. Then she twisted and twisted in Yang Fan's arms coquettishly.
An angry Yang Fan put his big hands on their smooth backs and slapped each of them.
"Ah, sir, why are you hitting me? You are good or bad." Lin Yueru, the goblin, immediately stopped complying.
The little girl was lying on Yang Fan's chest, unable to get up. She always stayed in bed in the morning. Yang Fan's body was hot, like a furnace. Not cold at all. She didn't want to get up. The stove was out and the air in the tent was very cold. Feeling cold.
It takes courage to get out of bed, and the clothes are cold.
"Master, madam, are you awake?" Busia asked outside the tent.
"Wake up" Yang Fan said angrily.
"The slave came in, turned on the stove again, warmed the master and his wife's clothes, and helped the master and his wife get up."
"Come in." Yang Fan said weakly.
Busia took two maids, opened the zipper, and got into the tent. Two little girls in the back were holding birch bark and branches. This thing is a magic ignition tool in the Northeast, and it ignites super fast.
Busia quickly took out the burned briquettes. Because it was too cold, in order to burn vigorously, I did not seal the stove last night and let the briquettes burn at the maximum air intake, so it was all burned out at night.
Busia tore the birch bark into small strips and laid them on the bottom of the stove. Then she broke the twigs into small pieces and threw them in randomly, so that there would be a large gap and good ventilation. Then she took out the fire stick, blew it brightly, and lit the birch bark on fire. This thing makes fire better than Matsuakiko, and it doesn't emit black smoke.
The stove immediately started to burn. After a while, the branches were ignited, and air was sucked in from the bottom of the stove. Soon, the fire was very fierce. At this time, Busia poured in some wood blocks.
Matsuakiko are wood strips with pine tree oil, which are also easy to ignite. Generally used to start fires. But the smoke was so strong that it made my eyes water. It’s also not good for the lungs. Birch bark catches fire immediately without any smell or black smoke. But birch bark is not as common as pine bark. After all, the Northeast is full of pine trees.
The fire was burning brightly, and the temperature in the tent rose rapidly.
The three little girls gathered around the fire. They warmed up their underwear first and handed them to Yang Fan and the others. Have them dress under the covers, then the middle coat. Finally, there are down pants and down jackets. Wool socks and snow boots are also baked, especially the felt insoles. Otherwise, your feet will be cold and wet along the way, and you will get sick.
The room is getting warmer, and the clothes are also warm. I put on my underwear under the quilt, it's so comfortable that I don't need it.
"Get up, we'll be on our way soon." Yang Fan managed to coax the two of them up.
When Yang Fan and the two ladies came out of the tent warmly, there was a lot of people outside and dinner had already started. He and his two wives drank millet porridge and ate steamed buns made by the cooking team who got up in the middle of the night. And roast venison. Busia and her maids put away the tent and bedding.
Half an hour later, the team set off again.
It was a nice day today, with clear skies and no wind, so we walked quickly this time. The dogs all know that they have to hurry up when the weather is nice, so they bark and pull the sledge very fast. ww
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Fan finally saw a city wall surrounded by giant trees outside the car window.
The central city of this colony, Shuangchengzi, has finally arrived.
