Chapter 39
Yu Sui shook his dizzy head and hurriedly stepped back a distance. The alcohol content of the liquor was indeed high. Just the smell was unbearable for people with a weak alcohol tolerance.
His current body is not as good as his modern self. He used to be able to have a few drinks, but now he gets drunk even after drinking some glutinous rice wine.
It’s better to stay away from it, otherwise you won’t be drunk by the air before the wine is brewed.
Yu Sui, feeling sympathetic, stood in a place where he would not be affected too much by the smell of alcohol and could see the depth of the wine in the wine jar. When one jar was full, he would quickly replace it with an empty one.
As the fermented glutinous rice in the big pot slowly evaporated, the aroma of the wine became stronger and stronger in the air. In the end, he simply hid on the roof.
At this time, three large vats of wine had been distilled. The wine in each vat was crystal clear, like amber. It swayed slightly in the breeze, and the ripples on the water flowed, making it bright as a mirror.
The appearance alone is very good-looking. Not to mention that it can beat most fruit wines in other worlds, even if it is placed in modern times, it is still a high-quality wine. At least it has no additives and is not a mixed wine.
If I had known I had this skill, I wouldn't have worked in the first place. How many people would be scrambling to buy this wine brewed from pure grains?
Yu Sui sat on the rooftop, swinging his legs. Luckily, Xiaochu got up and went out to play, otherwise, he would have been a drunk again.
The speed of drinking the fourth jar of wine slowed down significantly, and he looked at the surrounding scenery leisurely.
Suddenly, a few small black dots appeared in his field of vision. He looked carefully and found that it was Uncle Robert who was not far from him, walking towards this direction with several other dwarves.
As they got closer, Yu Sui saw that they were still sniffing, probably attracted by the aroma of wine.
Given the dwarves' love for wine, they probably couldn't control themselves as soon as they smelled it and came here following the scent.
Just by looking at their posture, Yu Sui felt that there was a reason why dwarves could be neighbors with snow werewolves.
The dwarves were so engrossed in the smell that they didn't notice there was anyone on the roof.
Yu Sui called out to them in a funny tone, "Uncle Robert, come in, I didn't lock the door."
Only then did Robert look up and see him, and eagerly pushed open the door and walked into the yard.
When they walked into the yard, they found that in the middle of the yard was a large iron pot they had made for Yu Sui, with a strange lid on it. The strange aroma of wine they had smelled all the way came from there.
The aroma here is even stronger, and they can't help but drool.
"Xiao Yu Sui, so you built this to make wine? We've had a lot of other wines, but this is the first time I've seen your brewing method. The taste is truly extraordinary."
Uncle Robert walked around the still a few times, staring at the liquor in the vat and exclaimed in admiration.
Knowing that they were very greedy, Yu Sui jumped down and brought each of them a cup. The water cups he prepared for his own family were relatively large, and in the dwarf's hands, they looked like beer cups.
He took out a spoon from the house and scooped a small spoonful for each of them.
It's not that he is stingy. The people here have never drunk distilled liquor, nor have they come into contact with such high-proof liquor. They have to drink it slowly, bit by bit. He has seen how the dwarves drink. If you give them too much, they will drink it all in one gulp.
The few people didn't have time to complain about the small amount. Just by looking at the appearance of the wine, they knew it was top quality.
After the wine is poured into the glass, it becomes even more transparent and clear, without any impurities, crystal clear, and just looking at the color of the wine it is already top quality.
Whether it is their favorite barley wine or other fruit wine, there will be some impurities.
Even the berry wine they once loved the most, brewed in Sui Dynasty, is no exception.
This is the advantage of distillation, no pressing, no precipitation and impurities.
The dwarves who usually drank big gulps of wine couldn't bear to drink such excellent wine, and took small sips.
Even so, as soon as the wine entered his mouth, it felt like a huge flame flowing from his mouth to his throat, burning his lungs.
The dwarves had no idea the wine would be so strong and they choked and started coughing.
Uncle Robert's nose turned red, and after he got used to it, he took another sip.
"This wine is too strong! Hahaha, this is the wine we dwarves should drink! Good!"
He laughed heartily and excitedly raised his glass to the others.
The red-bearded dwarf Barlow swallowed the wine in his mouth and shouted loudly in excitement.
"Great wine! After drinking this, all other wines are just water! I can't drink anything else!"
The wine has a rich, mellow and long-lasting aroma. After it enters the lungs, it becomes warm. A warmth spreads along the limbs, and the whole person becomes lazy.
After the aftertaste faded, Uncle Robert slowly opened his closed eyes and sighed, "If this wine were on the human continent, people would still be scrambling to buy it for a hundred gold coins a cup."
Although he had no idea about money in other worlds, he knew that gold coins were a very valuable currency, so Yu Sui's eyes lit up.
It seems that this wine is more valuable than his plum wine. When the Xilen caravan comes again, he can exchange it for a lot of things.
As Yu Sui imagined how much cotton cloth and spices he could exchange for this wine, his eyes seemed to be raining gold coins.
Knowledge is indeed money. Books are the golden house. The ancients were right!
The dwarves drank the wine in their cups in small sips and breathed a sigh of satisfaction. After each of them drank a small spoonful of the strong liquor, their faces turned red.
Seeing that they were still not satisfied and had adapted to the taste of the liquor, Yu Sui continued to serve them wine.
He thought that the dwarves loved drinking so much that they drank barley wine by the jar, so he decided to refill their glasses.
Unexpectedly, just after half the cup was filled, several people covered the rim of the cup.
"We can't drink so much of this wine. It's too strong. If we really fill this cup, we won't be able to open our eyes today."
Barlow smelled the aroma of wine and said with self-awareness.
I forgot this point. The alcohol content of distilled liquor should be at least 40 degrees, right?
The first few jars of wine he steamed were enough to knock down all the dwarves in the Tu tribe.
As for the Snow Wolf Man, he didn't even bother to mention his drinking capacity.
"I'm going to have a family dinner tonight. Uncle Robert, please take your time drinking. We'll celebrate together in the evening." Yu Sui said with a smile.
The dwarves' minds were completely drawn to the wine in their glasses, and they responded by humming a few times while appreciating it.
Yu Sui put the spoon next to the wine vat, and the wine stopped falling. He opened the distiller, replaced a batch of fermented glutinous rice, added water and continued to distill the wine.
The fermented glutinous rice that had been steamed once was not thrown away. Yu Sui remembered reading in a book that good liquor should be steamed and brewed three times.
He just forgot what the ingredients of this wine were, so he decided to use the steamed glutinous rice wine and add koji to it and brew it again to see what it would look like next time.
He heard that mixing the wine distilled three times together can make a peerless wine, and he really wanted to try it.
"This wine is actually brewed from sorghum?"
Just as he was distracted, he suddenly heard the dwarf's loud voice, which scared Yu Sui so much that he almost broke the jar of fermented glutinous rice.
He pinched his ears to calm himself down, then held up the jar for him to see.
"This kind of wine is brewed from sorghum. I call it baijiu. I heard it can also be brewed from rice, corn, and wheat bran. Unfortunately, I only remember sorghum wine."
Barlow thought that it was the adult orcs in Yu Sui's family who taught him, so he didn't ask in detail. He knew that Yu Sui only had Xiaochu as his younger brother now, so he didn't want to mention his sad story.
But he couldn't help but admire, "We used to think sorghum was the most unpalatable grain, even beans tasted better than sorghum. I didn't expect that in your hands, sorghum could be made into such a good wine."
Yu Sui couldn't help laughing. Even for a flower grower who was famous for being a foodie, there were very limited ways to eat sorghum, because it was really unpalatable. Its biggest use, besides making wine, was to make brooms.
But when it comes to grain wine, sorghum is the best.
"What a shame. We went to the Minotaur to exchange food, and they specifically said they didn't want sorghum."
Rob also came over with a glass of wine, and when he saw that the raw material was sorghum, he regretted his decision.
At this time, Yu Sui heard more dwarves talking outside the yard, and he knew that it was his wine that attracted them, so he simply opened the door, handed the spoon to Uncle Robert, and asked him to distribute the wine to everyone.
He wanted to hold a family dinner today, but he certainly couldn't invite so many people, so he simply gave everyone some newly brewed white wine as a way to share the joy.
Yu Sui didn't have so many cups at home. When the dwarves saw that it was his newly brewed white wine and he wanted to share it with them, they happily went home to get containers.
Uncle Robert looked at the wine jar with heartache, more like the owner of the new wine, his eyes full of reluctance.
"Uncle Robert, I also want to thank you for making this still, which allowed me to brew white wine. When you go home, I'll give you a vat of it. It's a token of my appreciation."
Seeing his reluctance, Yu Sui felt amused and spoke.
"How can this be? I'm already very satisfied with just drinking this wine today. Why would I want to take it back home?"
Uncle Robert was shocked. He looked at the size of the wine jar and thought about the value of the liquor, so he quickly waved his hand to refuse.
The newly steamed wine has filled a full jar, and Yu Sui is replacing it with an empty pottery jar.
"Uncle, you can see that I have so much fermented glutinous rice here that I can make a lot of wine. I can't drink so much. This wine is so strong that it's just right for you dwarves. You can take it back. You made this distiller for me."
Hearing his words, Uncle Robert was shamefully shaken. The dwarf really couldn't resist the temptation of fine wine.
The dwarves who went home to get containers also came over one after another. In addition to bringing containers, they also brought food or beautiful ores for Yu Sui.
Yu Sui originally wanted to treat everyone to a drink, but he didn't want to make a deal, so he refused.
Unexpectedly, the dwarves were even more cheerful than him. They took the wine with one hand and threw the gifts they brought to Barlow next to them with the other hand. After taking the wine, they turned around and walked away with the wine in a leisurely manner, and couldn't help taking a sip on the way.
Soon, Barlow had accumulated a lot of things next to him, which he asked Yu Sui to carry into the house.
In desperation, he accepted the dwarves' kindness.
There was a lot of enthusiastic praise in my ears. Few dwarves could resist tasting the good wine first. Before they even left the yard, they began to praise it.
Yu Sui's ears turned red with praise from them, but at the same time, he was filled with a sense of accomplishment. There is nothing more joyful than seeing something you made with your own hands being liked.
Xiaochu ran back home with Xiaoding and other cubs. They had eaten delicious food yesterday and had a lot of fun playing here, so they came to visit again today.
Yu Sui warmly welcomed their arrival and assigned them tasks, asking them to invite people to attend his warm home dinner in the evening.
The original owner was in poor health and only weighed a few hundred pounds. However, the strong cubs like Xiaochu, although younger than him, were no less strong than him.
Yu Sui asked the remaining cubs to help him deliver a few jars of white wine to the cafeteria. He couldn't invite too many people to his warm-home dinner, so he let everyone taste his newly brewed wine in the cafeteria.
He also told Xiaochu to remember to bring him a few baskets of tofu when he came back for dinner.
Yu Sui chuckled quietly a few times and thought to himself, I don't know how many snow wolves these jars of wine can knock down. Based on his experience, the snow wolves may not be able to consume even a jar of wine today.
The alcohol content of the liquor is high, and it would be enough for them to drink a pound each. Haha, if he is not drunk at night, he will definitely go out to see if there are corpses everywhere in the cafeteria.
With a hidden thought in mind, Yu Sui began to prepare the dishes for the evening.
Take the remaining flour out of the cellar. There isn't much left, so today is a good day to use it all up.
Xiaochu brought back some tofu from the cafeteria, crushed them all and put them in a bowl, then added flour, egg liquid, chopped green onions and garlic, mixed them together, and used salt and fish bone powder for seasoning. Yu Sui also added animal oil to make it more fragrant.
The big iron pot was distilling liquor, so he used the pot on the stove at home to fry the meatballs. Anyway, the tofu meatballs were easy to cook, so it didn't matter if the pot was a little smaller. He just had to fry them a few more times.
The refined animal oil was in the form of a white solid in the pottery jar. Yu Sui scooped out a large piece of it and put it into the iron pot. As the temperature slowly rose, the animal oil melted and gradually emitted green smoke.
Yu Sui started to roll the meatballs with his hands and put them into the oil pan. When he was a child, he watched his grandmother fry meatballs. She squeezed one with her hands and could make a whole pot very quickly.
Unfortunately, he didn't inherit his grandmother's true skills. No matter how hard he squeezed, he couldn't make it round. He could only rub it slowly with his hands.
A lot of batter was prepared today, and he was really annoyed by the last minute, so he started to squeeze the dough into a piece of cake with his hands. As long as it was edible, the foodies here shouldn't mind.
The tofu balls came out of the pot quickly, filling up two large basins, with the balls piled up like small mountains.
The little cubs who were working all came back, and when they smelled the fragrance, they came to Yu Sui's feet to beg for food.
First, I served a plate of food to these little greedy cats so that they could eat it as a snack. I also prepared some honey juice for them so that they wouldn't be tempted by the white wine outside. It would be terrible if one of them was disobedient and tried to drink it secretly.
The tofu balls, fresh from the pot, were uniquely flavorful, crispy and fragrant. The cubs devoured them like sunflower seeds.
The braised rabbit feet and braised rabbit feet made yesterday were really something Yu Sui couldn’t stop eating. He loved eating this kind of glutinous meat tendons.
There were still many monster hooves at home. Other tribesmen didn't eat them, but he couldn't bear to throw them away, so he cooked them today.
These hooves were from the big monsters and were harder than bones. Yu Sui really overestimated himself. He chopped them viciously with the fish scale knife a few times, but instead broke the fish scales into pieces.
Uncle Robert had just finished distributing the wine. Seeing this, he went home and got him a machete, asking him why the snow werewolves used that kind of knife, saying that machetes were most suitable for them.
He thought that using the fish scale knife was Yu Sui's personal hobby. After all, the Snow Wolf people had a very disdainful attitude towards weapons.
As a result, he had never made a kitchen knife for Yu Sui. When he saw his fish scale knife broke today, Robert even wanted to applaud at an inappropriate time. Finally, there was a place for them, the dwarves, to use their skills.
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