Please don't force me to be a god.

"My Lord, General, this is the strong liquor sent by Zhang Baiwan's family in the north of the city to reward the soldiers. I've pulled two carts here first."

A middle-aged fat man followed.

He smiled and bowed to General Guo and Zhang Tian respectfully.

"Greetings, General Guo, my Lord."

General Guo nodded: "Thank you, Master Zhang."

Zhang Baiwan said: "You're welcome, General Guo. We and Xiangyang City will rise and fall together, and a little strong liquor is nothing."

Zhang Tian nodded, then said: "Move these devices into the wooden house."

To distill alcohol, you need to build some racks and run pipelines, so it's naturally inconvenient outdoors.

However, the wooden house where the soldiers live is not big, so only Zhang Tian and two medical officers can enter.

A group of people stretched their necks outside the house, wishing that their necks could bend to see what's going on inside.

Everyone just hates that they are not studying medicine, otherwise they can also go in and learn immortal arts.

Although the immortal said that this magic is not secret, how can learning from a medical officer compare to the immortal teaching in person?

After a while, bursts of steam floated out of the window, turning into fog when it got cold, accompanied by a strong aroma of wine.

"The immortal is performing a magic."

"Why does this magic smell so good?"

"You don't understand this, right? This is called fairy air."

"How do you know this is fairy air?"

"I heard from storytellers that when an immortal performs a magic, clouds and mist surround him, golden lotus emerges from the ground, and flowers fall from the sky. The immortal performing a magic inside must be fairy air."

"Well, that makes sense. Then I'll breathe more and get some fairy air..."

The steps for distilling alcohol are not complicated. The main thing is to understand the boiling point and condensation method of alcohol.

Not long after, Zhang Tian came out with a can of high-purity alcohol.

Although it can't be compared with the medical alcohol on Earth, it is definitely a high-end product here.

Zhang Tian handed the wine jar to General Guo and said, "General Guo, when soldiers are injured in the future, use these to clean the wounds and bandage them to reduce infection."

General Guo's throat surged up and down, and he swallowed his saliva involuntarily: "Shangxian, what is this? It's as clear as water and as bright as a mirror, but the aroma of wine is so strong. I have never smelled such a fragrant smell of wine."

"This is called alcohol."

"The essence of wine? No wonder. Ahem, Shangxian, this... can I drink it?"

"The concentration is too high, it's better not to drink it."

"So it's okay? Let me try it."

General Guo took it for granted that the essence of wine must be a good thing. How could he be content without trying it?

"Gulp..."

He suddenly took a big gulp.

Suddenly, a strong smell of alcohol rushed up from his throat, like a knife, rushing straight into his mind.

General Guo's face suddenly turned red, and he shouted: "Good! Good wine! Such a strong wine! It is worthy of being the best of wine!"

People around him looked at him sideways.

The best of wine brewed by the immortals must be extremely delicious.

In fact, it is not that there were no strong liquors in ancient times, but they were generally very expensive and few people could drink them. However, even these strong liquors could not be compared with distilled alcohol.

Most people drink ordinary fermented wine with a concentration of more than 10 or 20 degrees, which is not much stronger than beer in modern society.

People with a good alcohol tolerance can easily drink several jars or even "several buckets".

"General Guo, this is for washing the wounds of the wounded. Don't drink greedily and delay the treatment of the wounded."

General Guo patted his chest loudly: "Don't worry, immortal, I will definitely find more strong liquor to ensure the treatment of the wounded."

As he said, he glanced at Zhang Baiwan next to him, and his eyes seemed to say: Do you understand?

Zhang Baiwan had to nod slightly, indicating: I understand!

General Guo carefully sealed the wine jar and said, "Well, I've drunk this one, so why don't you let me take it back to the mansion."

"Okay, it's still being made anyway."

A wealthy businessman came over and said, "General, I'm willing to pay ten strings of cash to buy the wine in your hand."

Before General Guo could speak, someone said, "Qian Laosi, you have the nerve to say ten strings of cash. General Guo, I'm willing to pay one hundred strings of cash."

"No!" General Guo glared, "This is the wine of immortals, I haven't drunk enough."

Zhang Baiwan, with a big belly, said greedily, "General Guo, I sent this strong liquor, and I have a share of the essence of the wine in your hand."

"General, for the sake of sending wine, I'll pay three hundred strings of cash, give me a sip, just one sip. You see this jar is quite big, and a sip won't be much less."

General Guo was somewhat tempted. He was strict in military discipline and did not embezzle military pay. Three hundred strings of cash was not a small amount for him.

Besides, it seems acceptable to drink only one sip.

"Okay, drink first, the money is not urgent, I will send it to you later when I have time."

Anyway, no one dares to owe the general's mansion.

Zhang BaiWan took the wine jar, not caring that General Guo had drunk it before, and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

"Hey, hey, you are dishonest." General Guo quickly snatched the wine jar back.

"Good! Good wine..." Zhang Baiwan's face turned red, and his eyes were seductive.

He shouted a few words and fell to the ground with a "thump".

General Guo was stunned, maybe he died of drinking?

When he saw that the fat man's face was ruddy and his breathing was normal, he was slightly relieved.

If the head of a family went to the military camp to give gifts and died inside, it would be a big trouble.

General Guo said to the porter who brought in the wine: "Your master is drunk, send him home."

The fourth brother Qian glanced at Zhang Baiwan on the ground and said in amazement: "Master Zhang is the best drinker of strong liquor. It is said that he can drink three jars of Mobei Shaodaozi without falling down. I didn't expect that he fell down after just one sip."

"Then you have to see what kind of wine you are comparing it with. How can the wine brewed by immortals be compared with the wine of the mortal world?"

"That's right. This immortal wine will make you drunk as soon as you drink it."

A porter bent over and asked respectfully: "General, immortal, when will the master of the family wake up? ? I heard that someone drank the wine of the immortal and was drunk for a hundred years. When he woke up, everything had changed. If we have to wait for a hundred years, we..."

"Hiss... I seem to have heard this story before."

"The essence of wine brewed by the immortal himself may really make you drunk for a hundred years."

Zhang Tian had to explain: "I won't be drunk for a hundred years. I guess I will be fine tomorrow after a sleep."

"However, the alcohol concentration is too high. Drinking too much will hurt your body and even kill you. If you really want to drink it, you must dilute it before drinking."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Such a strong liquor, naturally everyone would not miss it.

Not long after, these distilled liquors quickly spread and got the name of "immortal drunk".

There are even rumors that you can't drink the "essence of wine" that has not been diluted. Once you drink it, you will be drunk for a hundred years. This is what the immortal said when he was teaching in Xiangyang City.

It attracted many people to arrange their funerals and try it with tragic feelings.

However, there is no one who can be drunk for a hundred years, but there are many who are drunk and injured.

Therefore, some people call the strong liquor "hundred-year drunk".

In this way, the highly distilled liquors such as "Xianrenzui" and "Bai Nianzui" gradually spread with Xiangyang City as the center.

Coupled with Zhang Tian's immortal effect, it quickly spread throughout China and spread overseas along the Silk Road.

Since Zhang Tian did not require the distillation method of alcohol to be kept secret, many people learned it.

There are countless strong liquors emerging from all over the country.

However, the "Xianrenzui" and "Bai Nianzui" that are truly recognized by everyone can only come from Xiangyang City.

Because this is the place of origin, where the immortals personally taught the law.

Many people feel that it is not authentic when they see that the place of origin is not Xiangyang, and their interest is immediately reduced by three points.

Naturally, reflected in the price, Xiangyang City's "Xianrenzui" is much more expensive.

This even gave rise to commercial means such as branding, anti-counterfeiting, and distinguishing between true and false...