There is no distilled wine in this world. If Shen Qingyun can produce distilled wine, is he still worried that there will be no market?
Maybe not everyone likes strong liquor, but don’t forget that in addition to being drinkable, strong liquor can also be used as a disinfectant.
The greater the concentration, the better the disinfection effect.
Although they may not know the concept of disinfection, they certainly know that cleaning wounds with spirits can prevent wounds from festering and reduce complications.
As long as Shen Qingyun can brew high-concentration liquor and has a relationship with the British government, he can easily get in touch with the court.
If you can get the favor of the Ministry of War and establish stable trade relations, it will not only be about money, but also it will be easy to build more relationships.
It is simply a good business that achieves multiple goals with one stone.
"Okay, that's it!" Shen Qingyun clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Old Qi, let's go!"
Zhuge Yan felt baffled and wanted to ask again, but saw that Shen Qingyun had already rushed out of the door, greeted Zhong Qi, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"This..." Zhuge Yan paused, but he laughed and shook his head.
Zhong Qi's injury has not healed completely, but it does not affect anything anymore, and he can continue to follow Shen Qingyun.
"Is there a brewery in the city that makes wine?"
Zhong Qi replied while driving: "There seems to be a restaurant in the south of the city. If the prince wants to find it, just go to a restaurant and ask."
"Then go to the south of the city first."
"yes."
The two came to the Chengnan Winery, Shen Qingyun revealed his identity, and the owner of the winery hurriedly welcomed Shen Qingyun in.
When Shen Qingyun asked to visit, the owner of the winery was obviously hesitant, but he was frightened by Shen Qingyun's power and did not dare to respond.
Shen Qingyun is not very clear about the wine-making process, especially this relatively primitive ancient brewing method, and different types of wine have different techniques and secrets.
Different wines and even the steps are slightly different.
Of course, Shen Qingyun didn't want to pry into other people's koji secrets, he just wanted to confirm the entire brewing process.
The distilled wine that Shen Qingyun drank during his time was originally based on the original rice wine with an additional distillation process, but Shen Qingyun was not very clear about which step this process was added to.
After visiting several wineries in a row, Shen Qingyun returned to Zhuangzi with satisfaction.
"Your Majesty, what's going on?"
Seeing that Shen Qingyun locked himself in the room as soon as he returned, Qiaoer and Zhugeyan looked at each other and asked Zhong Qidao.
Zhong Qi shook his head and said, "I don't know either."
"Where have you been today?"
"I just went to a few wine shops in the city to look at it, and there was nothing strange about it."
"Winehouse?"
The three of them were naturally puzzled.
In the room, Shen Qingyun began to write and draw on the paper.
"Mix the koji, mix the koji, moisten the ingredients, mix the ingredients...what else? Let it cool? What's next? Add the koji, pile the koji...ferment it and then take it out of the cellar?"
"Which step does distillation take? First fermentation and then distillation or wait until it comes out of the cellar and then distill it? Distillation actually means purification, so it should be after it comes out of the cellar, right?"
Thinking of this, Shen Qingyun was in trouble again.
Distillation requires a still. Shen Qingyun does know what the utensils of modern society look like, but this world obviously does not have the conditions to make them.
"That's the principle. Why can't I make it myself?"
Shen Qingyun gritted his teeth and started drawing.
Fortunately, Shen Qingyun had a rough idea in his mind, otherwise he would really have no clue and it would be difficult to start writing.
For several days, Shen Qingyun stayed in the room, almost without sleep.
Qiaoer and Zhong Qi were a little worried about Shen Qingyun's condition, so they directly invited Su Chengwang over.
"You brat, what are you doing again?"
Su Chengwang pushed open the door and walked in. He saw papers scattered everywhere in the room, and Shen Qingyun was wrapped in a quilt and fell asleep on the ground.
"This is..." Su Chengwang picked up one out of curiosity, "What is this?"
What was drawn on the paper was something like a jar, and Su Chengwang couldn't tell what it was.
"Wake him up."
Su Chengwang spoke, and Zhong Qi and Qiaoer quickly stepped forward to help Shen Qingyun up.
"Um..."
Shen Qingyun woke up in a daze and saw Su Chengwang right in front of him. He yawned and said, "Good morning, old man."
Su Chengwang pointed out the window and said, "It's already noon, why is it so early?"
"Ah?" Shen Qingyun was stunned, then stretched out his hand to rub his eyebrows.
After coming back to his senses, Shen Qingyun asked Su Chengwang: "Old man, why are you here?"
Su Chengwang smiled and said: "Zhong Qi said that you have locked yourself in the room these days, going crazy and shouting, fearing that you are suffering from hysteria. Let me take a look. I thought you were still dissatisfied with the princess. Now it seems that it is not the case.”
"You are so worried." Shen Qingyun smiled and waved his hand, "I just want to study the gadgets myself."
"Oh?" Su Chengwang asked, "What is it?"
Shen Qingyun looked around, then picked up a picture from his footsteps and handed it to Su Chengwang, "Here, this is it."
Su Chengwang took it and took a look, only to see a steamer painted on it, but there were some exquisite designs inside the steamer, and he didn't know what it was used for.
"What is this for?"
Shen Qingyun smiled and said: "The one who makes wine."
"Brewing wine?" Su Chengwang said blankly: "How do you make wine?"
Shen Qingyun didn't know how to explain it, so he just said: "You will know after I finish it."
Shen Qingyun turned to Zhong Qi and said: "Old Qi, you immediately send this drawing to the best kiln in the city, and ask the best master to bake it for me. It can be as big as three to five feet. I will make it." experiment."
"Yes." Zhong Qi took the order.
After sending Zhong Qi away, Shen Qingyun called Zhang Nan and asked him to set up a small wine-making workshop in the village.
When Su Cheng saw that Shen Qingyun was okay, he shook his head and left quickly. However, Zhuge Yan looked at Shen Qingyun's drawings with interest.
"Your Majesty, is this thing really used to make wine?"
"Is this still fake?" Shen Qingyun said with a smile: "This is my homemade distiller. If I keep it, I can brew the strongest wine in the world."
"The strongest?" Zhuge Yan raised his eyebrows, "Is it stronger than Drunk Immortal Brew?"
Zuixiangong is a spirit produced in Suzhou, Yan State. Chu people are fierce, so Zuixiangong is very popular in Chu State.
"Is Drunken Immortal Brew considered strong?" Shen Qingyun said disdainfully: "When my wine comes out, I'll show you what it means to drink it by the glass."
"Haha, then I really want to see it."
"Just wait and see." Shen Qingyun was full of confidence.
Zhang Nan quickly set up the winery and found a brewing master. However, the kiln took a lot of time and it took five or six days to complete the firing.
The object is about five feet high, covered with a copper cauldron lid. The main body is in the shape of a steamer and a barrel, with a concave disc connected to it by a pipe below.
There are also areas inside the steamer barrel to distinguish between storage materials and condensation, but they are somewhat invisible from the outside.
Shen Qingyun stretched out his hand to explore the internal structure, then waved his hand, "Start."
Following Shen Qingyun's order, everyone began to take action.
However, brewing wine also takes time. Not counting the distillation step, it will take at least seven or eight days.
But before the small workshop could produce the first batch of wine, Song Ying sent someone to deliver news that Yang Cong's father had arrived in Liangzhou City.
Although Shen Qingyun was extremely reluctant to deal with him, it was a very win-win relationship, and Shen Qingyun had to pay attention to it.
In the uncle's house, Yang Cong's father Yang Shu asked Song Ying with a cold face: "The words in the letter are unclear, but I want to ask you, what happened to your cousin?"
Song Ying smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle, calm down, it's my niece who failed to take good care of her cousin..."
"Nonsense!" Yang Shu glared and said, "Your cousin is here to help you succeed, why did he get himself involved instead?"
Song Ying replied: "My cousin ended up where he is now, not because of Shen Qingyun, but because he accidentally killed the Zhou family's young master, fled in fear of the crime, fell off a cliff, and became paralyzed..."
After saying that, Song Ying asked doubtfully: "Didn't my niece ask two of her cousin's subordinates to go back to Xiping to report the matter? Why didn't my uncle know about it?"
Yang Shu was stunned when he heard this, shook his head and said: "I have not seen Cong'er's men."
Song Ying was certain in her heart that Shen Qingyun had indeed killed the person, so everything was safe.
Song Ying told Yang Shu the whole story again, "That's what happened. Now my cousin has been imprisoned in the government prison. The county magistrate has sentenced him and he is waiting for a receipt from the Ministry of Punishment."
Yang Shu snorted: "You just watch and don't help?"
"It's not that my niece didn't help, she also tried her best. It's just that Magistrate Zhu is stubborn and doesn't give our Si Nan Bo Mansion any face. My niece can't do anything."
It wasn't that Magistrate Zhu didn't give the Sinan Bo Mansion face, but that Magistrate Zhu keenly felt that this case was originally promoted by Shen Qingyun, the eldest son of Sinan Bo.
Of course Magistrate Zhu cannot bend the law for personal gain, not only because the evidence is conclusive, but also because he does not want to offend the Sinan Bo Mansion.
As long as he handles the matter impartially, no one will be able to fault him.
"I have already asked someone to go to the Ministry of Punishment. As for Magistrate Zhu... I will naturally visit him personally."
Song Ying nodded and said, "If my uncle takes action, my cousin will be saved, and I will feel relieved."
Yang Shu hummed and asked, "By the way, where is Shen Qingyun?"
"Now living outside the city."
Yang Shu sneered and said: "Send someone to send him a message and ask him to come and see me. I also took care of him by the way."
Song Ying secretly shook her head after hearing this.
It may not be easy to deal with Shen Qingyun.
If it were before, Song Ying might still have some expectations for Yang Shu.
But now, although Shen Qingyun did not take the initiative to mention the matter between him and Yue Lianshuang to Song Ying, Shen Xiong sent a letter specifically to Song Ying, which made Song Ying, who was still hesitant at first, instantly firm up her position.
Shen Qingyun will soon marry into the British government, and one of the Shen family will soon ascend to heaven. Accordingly, Song Ying's son will definitely be the heir to the Shen family. This is enough for Song Ying to stand firmly on Shen Qingyun's side. .
Now that the front is unified, the uncle Yang Shu in front of him immediately becomes Song Ying's enemy.
Of course Song Ying had to tip off Shen Qingyun and help Shen Qingyun deal with Yang Shu.
When you get married, you obey your husband, and when your husband is away, you obey your son. She is from the Shen family, and she wants to plan for the Shen family!
