Zhang Feng was a little dumbfounded.
Old He found Zhu Zi's father and brought him three stones of washed and peeled clean malt. Looking at the dozens of baskets of malt in the courtyard, Zhang Feng was a little worried.
Why didn't he say that he only wanted a little bit of this stuff? Now …
So much! Are you trying to tire me to death?
Don't you know that I'm alone? Why don't you help me?
Do you really think that I'm playing around?!
Zhang Feng also exploded.
It wasn't easy for Lao Tzu to do something, why didn't anyone believe him?
I've been lazing around all day. You all say that I don't do proper work. Now that I've finally done something proper, why don't you believe me?
You don't believe me, right?!
Good, good, good. If I don't do something this time and make you all drop your jaws, I, Zhang Feng, will write my name backwards!
Zhang Feng walked out of the tavern angrily. He walked around the streets but didn't find Gou 'zi and the others.
He didn't know what was wrong with these guys recently. They couldn't be seen at all.
After looking around, he only found Steamed Bun, who was squatting by the river and watching the boats throw stones. Zhang Feng asked, "Steamed Bun, where are your brothers?"
Seeing that it was Zhang Feng, Steamed Bun called out "Big Brother Feng Zi" and said, "They don't know. They were playing in the river just now. In the end, when the patrolling soldiers came, they ran away. I don't know where they went either. "
"Oh, oh, oh. Then you play. I'm leaving. Oh right, if you see Gou 'zi, tell them to come to the tavern immediately. I have something to talk to them about."
"Oh! Okay, Big Brother Feng Zi. "
As he walked, Zhang Feng thought about the brewing process of beer.
In fact, brewing beer was not a problem. All he needed to do was steam the fermented malt in a steamer until it was half-cooked and then place it under the sun. Or, he could let it ferment at a temperature of about 35 degrees Celsius. Then, he added some alcohol as a primer and everything was done. He only needed three days to finish brewing.
Now, the first step of the process was saved. The malt was ready, and all he needed to do was to let it wait for one night. The next morning, he would set up a fire, extinguish the fire, seal the stove, and add some wine as a primer. All he needed to do was wait for one day and one night.
This was even easier than brewing normal baijiu.
However, unless everyone knew about this matter, ordinary people wouldn't be able to brew it.
It could be said that this beer could be brewed by anyone in the future. They only needed to learn how to brew it once. But in the Tang Dynasty, no one except Zhang Feng could brew it.
It wasn't that this thing was difficult, but that this thing required a certain amount of heat. Once it was overheated, it would become rancid. Even pigs would despise it, let alone drink it.
At that time, this thing would really become horse urine.
Back at the pub, Zhang Feng cleaned the steamer and other things. Only then did he vaguely hear the sounds of Gouzi and the others playing on the street.
After throwing the things away, Zhang Feng ran to the door and shouted, "Gouzi, you guys come over here!"
The few of them were chasing and snatching something. But when they heard Zhang Feng shouting, they were like cats that saw a mouse.
They came over with their tails between their legs.
"Brother Lunatic!"
"Alright, alright. Let me ask you. Why haven't you guys come over these few days? Have you grown up or something? "
"No, there was a disaster at home recently. We were catching grasshoppers! Look, we just caught them and sold them for ten copper coins. But there were seven of us, so we couldn't split them. That's why we quarreled. "
As he spoke, Gouzi lifted the front of his shirt, revealing ten copper coins.
Zhang Feng waved his hand and said, "Stop quarreling. Come and help Lao Tzu. Twenty copper coins per person!"
"Really?"
Hearing this, Zhu Zi's eyes turned into the size of copper coins. Zhang Feng was so angry that he kicked him.
"When did Lao Tzu go back on his words? Get in here! "
The few of them jumped into the pub as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They swallowed their saliva as they smelled the fragrance of the wine and braised meat.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng was furious.
"Don't think about it. Do this job well. There's enough meat. Do you want to drink this wine?"
"Yes!"
The few of them nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
Zhang Feng rolled his eyes.
"If you want to drink, go to your father. As long as your father doesn't break your legs, you can come again!"
Gouzi heard this and said excitedly, "Brother Feng, I, I don't have a father. Can I drink now?"
"Get lost!"
Zhang Feng was defeated. He ordered the few of them to pour the baskets of malt into the steamer. Then, he lit the fire and started to boil it.
This thing didn't have any smell now. It was still black. But once it was in the steamer, the smell of the wine really came out.
The few of them smelled the wine and became dizzy as if they were drunk.
Zhang Feng took a bamboo stick and tested it on the steam release hole of the steamer. When the temperature was about right and the aroma of the wine was almost there, he asked Gouzi and the others to turn off the fire. Then, he poured the wine into the steam release hole and blocked it. Then, he lit up the second pot.
At this time, the smell of the wine slowly spread out when the sky was just turning dark.
All the people of Chang 'an who had returned home were shocked when they smelled the wine in the air.
"What is Feng Zi up to now? What kind of fermented rice is this? "
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