Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 422 Alternative Brewing

   "Oh my goodness, the customer service is delicious!"

  The old man filled everyone's wine glasses again, and said with admiration on his face: "To be honest, these two things were all given by the eminent monks in the temple."

  In fact, the sorghum used to make wine is cultivated from Lichen with red maize + Xi soil in Xuyu gourds.

  For a moment, the gourd flickers for a moment.

  Xi soil is also a spiritual creature when the world first opened. It has the personality of 'proliferation' and has the effect of nurturing all things.

  In addition, the Wanhe Spiritual Spring Water that Li Chen got from the Wanhe Secret Realm.

  The combination of the three has deduced red corn for many generations.

  All the good-looking ones were left behind by Li Chen, while the poor-looking ones were all given favors by Li Ergou.

   Just drinking other people's wine is not the case.

  The monk was obviously a little surprised when he heard this. He raised his head slightly, revealing a gray bearded chin.

"Oh?"

   "I didn't expect there to be such a strange and spiritual spring in the Shasheng Temple."

   He held the wine cup in his hand, shook it between two fingers, raised the wine cup, and lifted half of the bamboo hat.

  A familiar face appeared, with a rosy nose and a mustache. It was none other than Qu Huanbo, an alcoholic.

   No wonder the shopkeeper said he was "God of Dionysus", but the monks around laughed out loud.

  Qu Huanbo held the bamboo hat with one hand, held the wine cup high with the other, raised his head lightly, took a small sip, and smashed it with his mouth, as if he had already drained the wine.

   "Wine is good wine."

   "It's a pity that I want to be included in "Famous Liquor Records" but it is still a little too late."

  The old man was taken aback for a moment, but the smile on his face did not diminish by half. With an idea, he turned his head and greeted Xiaoer: "Go, and cook the mutton in a pot of water."

   "Hey, guest officer, our wild goats are different from those in other places. The meat is fresh and tender without any smell. It's delicious."

   After finishing speaking, he was not idle, picked up the teapot from the side, and filled it for all the monks.

  Everyone couldn't help laughing, how could they not see that the shopkeeper wanted something else.

   All looked at Qu Huanbo.

  Qu Huanbo shook his head slightly, and said with a smile, "Boss, you don't have to."

   "If you talk about the shortcomings of your wine."

   "It's just that the brewing technique is too rough, especially the cooking process. Although it improves the taste of the wine, it also removes the aura in the wine."

   "It's really a waste of time, what a pity~"

  When the old man heard the words, his face immediately showed excitement, and he quickly stood up and saluted: "It's amazing!"

   "This wine, when it was first brewed, was indeed fragrant and ecstasy, but it seemed a bit bland when you drank it."

   "The old man used a steamer and steamed it twice, which improved the taste of the wine a lot, but the aroma of the wine was not as good as before."

   "It turns out that the problem is cooking~"

  Qu Huanbo leisurely put down his wine glass, and said in a deep groan, "What the old man said just now, there are two wonderful things about this wine, sorghum and spring water."

   "Especially the taste of sorghum in it, which seems to have a natural and simple atmosphere, which is a bit like the ancient southern sorghum recorded in ancient books."

   "The wine made from this sorghum has a lingering taste and a mellow aroma."

   "So this wine is a rare wine."

   "But you use a rough method of steaming the wine to just remove the vitality of the wine. It's really a waste of money."

  The old man suddenly realized when he heard the words, and his face was a little excited: "Sir, you are also a master."

   "Mr. is also a wine lover. I'm afraid I don't want to see this wine go down. Please show the old man the way."

   "How can we retain the aroma of the wine and at the same time increase the flavor of the wine?"

  The corner of Qu Huanbo's mouth smiled slightly, but he didn't put it off: "Actually, it's not difficult to say, and it's not easy to say."

  "In ancient times, there were many similar fine wines, but they didn't use steaming to increase the taste of wine, but used a type of zerg between heaven and earth, called 'wine worms'."

   "This worm drinks alcohol and vomits when it is full, so the taste of alcohol is stronger."

   "If there is this bug, the wine does not need to be steamed, and it can also increase the taste of the wine."

  The old man's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "Please tell me, sir, where can I find this bug?"

  Qu Huanbo shook his head: "The shopkeeper will be disappointed."

   "This insect was common in ancient times, but now it is very rare. There are only a few of them in the whole world, and each one has its own wonders, which are all obtained by fate."

   Speaking of this, Qu Huanbo couldn't help but groan.

   I don’t know what it was like in ancient times when there were many wine worms.

   At the same time, the old man's complexion darkened: Didn't you say something?

  But at this time, Qu Huanbo spoke again:

"but…"

   "There is one more thing, although it is not as good as the wine worm."

   "But the effect is not bad."

  As soon as these words came out, the hope in the other party's heart was immediately ignited.

  The joy in the old man’s eyes could no longer be hidden. When he was about to ask, he suddenly felt embarrassed, and after thinking about it, he shouted inside: “Why isn’t the mutton still good?”

   "I'll be right away, I'll be right away!"

  The little second brother was sweating all over his head, and walked quickly towards the back kitchen.

  Seeing this, the old man turned his head and smiled and said, "Sir, I don't know something."

   "Little old man, I'm addicted to alcohol."

   "I have a special liking for wine making. If I can make a good wine, it will be worth it in this life."

  Seeing his sincerity, Qu Huanbo didn't hide it immediately: "Actually, this method is not a secret."

   "There is a kind of moss on the water and land in Lingnan Prefecture, which is called 'Humoss'."

   "This moss grows on the bluestone, and the water cuts it in half.

  If the wine is poured over the moss when it is first made, the water in the wine will be absorbed by it, and the remaining wine will be much richer. "

  "Although it can't turn decay into magic like wine worms, it can purify wine, which is just right for this wine."

   "It's not a big secret in Lingnan State."

  The old man was overjoyed when he heard the words: "There is such a magical thing in the world!"

   "Hahaha, the method of brewing wine is full of strange things, and using moss to filter wine is indeed ingenious.

  伱If wine is made in this way, although it cannot be tasted, it can be regarded as a good wine. "

  Qu Huanbo raised the wine and took another sip.

  The old man was overjoyed when he heard the words, thinking about where to find Humoss.

   "Water basin lamb~"

  Just at this moment, the shop waiter shouted from behind.

  A large pot of steaming hot lamb was served on the table.

  The aroma in the basin is strong, drilling straight into the nose, and complementing the wine in the glass.

   "Haha, good meat, good wine!"

   "Store, regardless of the wine, this dish is also delicious."

   "Great kindness, guest officer, it's just a dish of mutton."

   "Eat and drink~"

  The old man refilled the drinks for everyone, and then he turned around and left.

   "Store, wait a minute."

   "Bring a bowl of mutton to this table too~"

   It turned out that the mutton was so fragrant that it had already attracted the salivation of the guests at the table next to it.

   But who knows, the old man suddenly showed embarrassment, and smiled all over his face: "My guest officer, I'm really sorry."

   "We also got this goat meat by accident, only this one, next time I have it, let this guest officer take care of it, how about it?"

   As the saying goes, do not hit smiling people.

  But who would have thought that the monk headed by this table snorted coldly: "Oh, you old man, aren't you playing tricks on us?"

   "What a big pot of mutton, right in front of you, dare you tell me?"

  PS: Monthly ticket, recommendation ticket, come to the bowl~

  (end of this chapter)