Chapter 69: How can the former beast husband have the nerve to call his wife master?
Several male beasts claimed that they would not get drunk. Sheng Ran had doubts in her heart, but had no way to verify it.
After all, I've never had a proper drink, so how can I know what kind of situation they will get into?
She thought that at most she would just let them taste a few bites during the production process and nothing would go wrong.
Pei Xiaoxing was building a distillation apparatus according to her drawings, while Sheng Ran was directing the other three to move the turbid wine to the stone table.
The cork in the jar smelled sour and rancid. Raven couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, not understanding his wife's intention.
Before asking them to go out and buy wine, she specifically told them to pick out the jars that had been most fully fermented.
He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could this make better wine than Zuixianlou?
Although the wine from Zuixianlou is not clean, it smells quite attractive and at least can convince people to drink it willingly.
If the wine made by the wife is so unpalatable that no one wants to drink it, how can I win?
Sheng Ran removed the cork in front of the beastmen. In just a moment, a sour smell spread out, and the wine inside was so turbid as if mixed with mud. It was an inferior product that even the poorest beastmen despised.
Sheng Ran touched the sediment at the bottom of the jar, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.
Ling Rui couldn't help but mutter, "My wife, are you trying to purify the muddy wine?"
Huai Jun had been silently observing Sheng Ran's actions and couldn't help but ask, "...With so many impurities, how else can it be purified besides adding water? Could she possibly have the ability to turn mud lumps into jade beads?"
Pei Xiaoxing had already prepared the device according to Sheng Ran's drawings, and the other beastmen gathered around to take a closer look.
She called those strange-shaped bottles distilling flasks and condensers, but just looking at the drawings, no one could see the magic in them.
What exactly does the wife intend to do?
Under everyone's curious and puzzled gaze, Sheng Ran poured the turbid wine into the distillation flask and skimmed off the foam on the surface with a wooden spoon, with amazing concentration.
Suddenly, brown wine splashed on her clothes, like some strange spots.
Sheng Ran just glanced at it and quickly turned her attention back to the matter at hand.
Anyway, it’s not a very new or nice piece of clothing. If it gets dirty, it’s dirty. Just wash it later.
Her nonchalant look made Pei Xiaoxing frown slightly.
It was at this moment that I suddenly realized that my wife had been wearing this dress for a long time.
I remember that after her personality changed drastically, she never bought new clothes again.
Pei Xiaoxing felt a little distressed and didn't want Sheng Ran to work so hard. "Wife, just tell us what you want to do."
It was impossible to explain it to them in just a few words. Sheng Ran shook her head and continued stubbornly.
Pei Xiaoxing actually had no expectations for the wine she was going to make.
He had already seen the drawings. The whole device was not sophisticated and could be easily built. If the turbid wine could be purified so easily, then his wife must be a reincarnated god.
Ling Rui stared intently, afraid of missing Sheng Ran's next move. "Putting the distillation flask on the fire and pouring spring water on the condenser tube, I've never seen this method before!"
As time passed, dusk fell completely, and only the light of the oil lamp could be seen in the basement.
Sheng Ran adjusted the angle of the condenser, and the steam condensed into water droplets along the wall of the tube, and the sound of it dripping into the ceramic pot was particularly crisp.
The beastly husbands were unable to help and were unable to sit still. They could only poke the fire or wipe the sweat off their wives.
Huaijun couldn't help but glance at the distillation device, "Can this thing really produce good wine?"
He actually just wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Sheng Ran.
After all, other beastly husbands were qualified to be considerate to her and get close to her, but he could only continue chopping wood and felt unable to fit in.
But there was something wrong with the way he sought to make his presence felt. The suspicion in his tone was like a thorn that pricked people, making Sheng Ran unwilling to pay attention to him.
The chopped firewood in front of him had piled up into a small mountain, and Huaijun couldn't even make use of it to its full potential.
Knowing that what he had just said was indeed unpleasant, he thought about it and changed his tone to a softer one: "Is it stronger than the sweet water in Zuixianlou?"
Sheng Ran was finally willing to give him a look and told him to wait and see.
The raven's ears moved slightly, capturing every sound in the cave - in the gurgling sound of the distillation flask, it seemed that something was really changing quietly.
I don’t know how long it took, but the temperature around me dropped little by little.
This basement was a bit drafty, and the cold air came in at night. Even the burning fire could not heat such a large space.
Ling Rui was impatient, and the long wait had exhausted his patience. He was worried that Sheng Ran would catch a cold if she continued like this, "Wife, forget it, let's go back and rest early today..."
Sheng Ran turned a deaf ear to him, straightened her clothes, her fingertips were red from the cold, but she still stared intently at the liquid in the pottery jar.
Ling Rui wanted to continue to dissuade her, but when he saw Sheng Ran shivering from the cold but still insisting, he was speechless for a moment.
There were tiny ash particles on her eyelashes, and she trembled in the firelight like a frightened butterfly.
The words were on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't utter them. Ling Rui changed his tone and said, "...the fire is almost out."
As he spoke, he silently added a piece of pine wood to the fire pit, "Wife, please warm yourself with the fire, don't get cold."
After an unknown amount of time, the dripping sound from the distillation flask gradually slowed down.
The transparent wine had accumulated to half the jar, and it glowed coldly in the firelight, like an ice-hardened blade, without any trace of the turbidity of muddy wine.
Sheng Ran pulled out the cork from the clay pot, and the clear aroma of wine spread instantly. It didn't have the sourness of muddy wine, nor the sweetness of Zuixianlou wine, but was purely strong, like lightning splitting the cold night.
She poured half a bowl and handed it to the beastly husbands with a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.
Pei Xiaoxing put his nose close to it and sniffed it. He never liked drinking this stuff before, thinking that the wine in the beast world today was sour and turbid, but the wine made by his wife was very different.
This wine is mellow and clear. He has never seen such good wine!
He took a sip, made sure he wasn't as drunk as his wife had described, and then he drank it down.
Seeing this, the others also wanted to try some.
As an orc who often drinks outside, Ling Rui is used to the taste of muddy wine. When he suddenly smelled this aroma, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.
In order to show his ability, he took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Unexpectedly, the spicy feeling exploded from the tip of his tongue, burned through his throat and into his stomach, like a ball of wildfire exploding in his chest.
Ling Rui coughed violently, choking on his tears. However, his eyes widened in between coughs: "This... is this wine? It's much better than anything I've had before!"
It doesn't taste sticky, it's refreshing to drink and it warms the body, and it doesn't take long before you start to feel your internal organs starting to feel hot.
Not bad, right?
Sheng Ran asked the four people with her eyes, and her tired expression finally regained some vitality. She waited for their answers with a smile in her eyes.
"It's very fragrant." Huai Jun, who had been saying the wrong thing, finally found the right opportunity to show his courtesy to Sheng Ran. He praised, "It's a thousand times better than Zuixianlou."
Suddenly thinking of something, Huai Jun blurted out: "But my wife——"
The sound stopped abruptly.
After realizing that he had said something wrong, Huaijun's pupils dilated slightly and his face turned red.
The second half of the words seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.
There was only a "bang" sound in the huge basement.
Raven slammed the bowl in his hand heavily on the table, hummed coldly, and glanced over.
"I see you're quite drunk."
He has never called Sheng Ran "wife", so how can this former beastly husband have the nerve to ask for her help?
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