While the two were doing the experiment, Fu Song observed from the side and offered some suggestions when appropriate.
But every time Fu Song opened his mouth, Dou Hongyi would look at him helplessly.
Although it is not stated explicitly, the meaning is clear: please do not let laymen command professionals.
But no matter how his eyes moved, Fu Song pretended not to see it.
Three days passed quickly.
Fifty groups of experiments were carried out in a constant temperature chamber to complete the fermentation.
The next step is purification and blending.
Fu Song finally witnessed the rigor and seriousness of scientists.
Because the entire process of Dou Hongyi, from processing the watermelon to completing the wine, is carried out in a pure nitrogen environment.
The sweet watermelon juice always maintains its brightest color because it is not corroded by oxygen.
After corking the final product, Dou Hongyi began to taste it one by one.
During the first set of experiments, his eyes lit up.
Because Dou Hongyi discovered that the wine tasted surprisingly good.
After simply rinsing his mouth, he tried the second set, which seemed good too.
The third group, the fourth group...
Soon, he had drunk forty-nine of the fifty groups, including one control experiment.
He said to Jiao Yucheng who was looking at him, “Teacher, don’t tell me, this method really seems to be feasible.
But I don't think this watermelon wine is better than wine.
But if you sell it cheaper, you might not make a lot of money, but you won’t lose your pants.”
Bang!
Jiao Yucheng slapped him on the head and said, "You will die if you don't talk nonsense!
Isn’t there another set of experiments? Drink it.”
"This..." Dou Hongyi was a little embarrassed, because the 50th experiment was based on Fu Song's suggestion and included watermelon rind.
Authentic watermelon rind wine...
Just thinking about this name makes Dou Hongyi's scalp tingle.
He didn't want to taste it.
Just looking at Jiao Yucheng who was staring at him, Dou Hongyi carefully picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
Huh?
Suddenly, his eyes widened and he looked at the wine in his hand in disbelief.
"This wine...this..."
Jiao Yucheng asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
"This wine... tastes... this..."
Seeing that he had been mumbling for a long time without being able to say anything, Jiao Yucheng pushed him away and took a sip himself.
The light fragrance of watermelon enters the mouth from the tip of the tongue and goes down the throat into the stomach.
Then, Jiao Yucheng felt his whole body enveloped in coolness.
It is summer now. Wrapped in the heat, people's hearts are always restless.
But with this glass of wine, the restlessness disappeared, which was incredible.
Suddenly, Jiao Yucheng thought of something and turned to look at Fu Song: "What's going on?"
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