Dragon's Origin

I don't know what Steward Zhou said to the Emperor and Empress, but after that, neither of them bothered Wang Sheng about the matter again. Wang Sheng was able to quietly finish making the equipment he needed.

That little brat, Mei'er, was actually among the crowd watching. I really don't know what will happen to you, a young maiden, after seeing such a steamy scene. I'll have to teach you a good lesson when you get back.

By the time Wang Sheng had finished crafting all the fitness equipment and brewing apparatus, Yu Baozhai had been brewing for over ten days according to Wang Sheng's method. In theory, the first batch of liquor should have already been produced.

As Wang Sheng expected, when he arrived at Yu Baozhai's distillery, he already smelled the familiar scent of alcohol.

Upon seeing Wang Sheng, the distillery's steward hurriedly welcomed him in and sent someone to notify Marquis Lu Wen.

To be honest, the steward was slightly disappointed. The liquor brewed according to Wang Sheng's method wasn't much better than what they had brewed before. At most, the flavor had changed slightly after changing the ingredients, but there was no qualitative improvement.

If Wang Sheng wasn't so famous and had never failed before, the distillery's steward might have confronted Wang Sheng on the spot.

Marquis Lu Wen also arrived quickly, naturally with Ling'er, the little tagalong, in tow. Of course, a group of expert guards waited outside the distillery very properly.

"Clear out the irrelevant people, leaving only those you trust most," Wang Sheng didn't say much, but after greeting Lu Wenhou, he immediately instructed.

It seemed Lu Wenhou was prepared. He nodded without even speaking, just glanced at the distillery's steward, who immediately knew what to do. At the same time, he felt very fortunate that he hadn't been rude to Wang Sheng.

Those who remained were very excited. They were about to witness the legendary master's secret brewing techniques. As long as they could master them, it would be shameful if they didn't earn several hundred million gold coins a year!

The carriages that the Marquis's guards had been guarding were opened, and the fractionators were openly displayed in front of everyone.

After a flurry of activity, the formation masters and brewers, according to Wang Sheng's instructions, put the fermented mash that had already produced alcohol into the large pot of the fractionator and began fractionation.

Half an hour later, everyone in the distillery smelled the rich aroma of alcohol and stared like madmen at the small streams of liquor flowing from the different outlets of the fractionator. They were practically going crazy.

Except for Wang Sheng, no one had ever smelled such a strong aroma of alcohol. Looking at the clear liquor that had already been collected, from Lu Wenhou down, Yu Baozhai only had one thought in their minds: they were going to make a fortune.

"Don't drink the first distillate," Wang Sheng instructed. Seeing the incredulous looks on everyone's faces, he didn't explain, "You can drink it if you want, but don't mix it with the later distillates."

A brewer couldn't resist. Hearing Wang Sheng say this, he immediately picked up the first distillate, intoxicated by the strong aroma, as if smelling precious nectar.

Why not drink this mellow and potent liquor? They were brewers and didn't care about such things. When did they ever drink water in small cups? A big gulp was the way to go. It was the same with this first distillate. It smelled good, but how intoxicating could it be?

The four of them took the same action, but at least two of them spat it out directly and coughed violently. This wasn't liquor at all; it was clearly flames. Pouring it directly into their mouths, wouldn't it burn their mouths?

The other two managed to hold it down, but as soon as they swallowed, a line of fire shot directly from their throats into their chests. They felt like they were burning from the inside out. Almost instantly, everyone saw their skin turn red.

The two brewers clutched their throats, unable to cough, while the other two coughed like they were dying. This scene directly frightened Lu Wenhou and the others. What, was this liquor poisonous and undrinkable?

Wang Sheng saw all these gazes. Amidst everyone's frightened and mixed gazes, Wang Sheng picked up a wine bowl, scooped a little of the later liquor, and took a small sip.

Smacking his lips, Wang Sheng nodded slightly. This Erguotou had a bit of flavor. Unfortunately, it was new liquor and still had some heat. As long as they sealed these liquors and fermented them again for half a year, they could basically sell them.

"When drinking this kind of strong liquor, take it a little slower," Wang Sheng instructed Lu Wenhou, letting him take a small sip as well.

One sip made Lu Wenhou feel a different kind of taste. It was his first time drinking strong liquor, and even just a small sip left Lu Wenhou speechless. He just gave Wang Sheng a thumbs up and took another sip.

The four brewers finally recovered and felt the sweet and potent taste of Erguotou. They couldn't wait to learn from Wang Sheng and take a small sip, instantly understanding the deliciousness of the strong liquor.

"The later ones can barely be considered mellow. You'll suffer tomorrow from drinking the first distillate," Wang Sheng shook his head, reminding these four reckless guys.

After Lu Wenhou nodded, the others rushed forward to taste this unique and delicious wine that Wang Sheng spoke of. Even Ling'er was no exception, but after just one sip, Ling'er kept sticking out her tongue and fanning herself with her little hands, shouting that it was spicy. Her little face was flushed, and she stared at Wang Sheng with dissatisfaction.

Next, the ecstatic Yu Baozhai members recorded every word Wang Sheng said in detail while distilling the Wuliangye and Fenjiu liquors according to Wang Sheng's instructions.

After Wang Sheng tasted them one by one, he shook his head slightly, "The heat is too strong, it needs to be aged for a few more years." New liquor all had this problem, which was not surprising.

"If you can create a set of formations for aging fine wine, then you'll make a fortune," Wang Sheng came today only to teach Yu Baozhai how to brew wine, not to mass-produce it, so he specifically reminded, "Otherwise, if you want to make money, you can only wait a few years. At least half a year or a year, right?"

"Don't worry, Yu Baozhai can afford to wait that long," Lu Wenhou replied with a smile, while instructing Ling'er, "Immediately find the best formation masters to research this."

"Isn't there another kind of wine?" Ling'er wrote it down in her heart, but looked at Wang Sheng unhappily and asked, "Can that kind even be called wine? It's so weak and tastes so bad, how could anyone like it?"