If Xu Han hadn't understood him and hadn't made thorough preparations, he wouldn't have dared to make so much sweet potato wine all at once.
Grandpa Zhao sipped his sweet potato wine slowly, looking reluctant to drink more, which made Xu Han find it both funny and amusing.
Although Grandpa Zhao drank very slowly, he still finished the sweet potato wine quickly.
However, Grandpa Zhao didn't ask for another cup. Instead, he said, "The Taoist priest and Xiao Chuan will definitely like this sweet potato wine. When they come back, I'll have to have a good drink with them."
Xu Han smiled upon hearing this, "Okay, but let me make this clear from the start: you can't get drunk this time, or I won't make wine for you guys anymore."
"Hahaha, okay, okay, I won't get drunk."
As the temperature inside the cauldron slowly rose, Xu Han scooped out the water and added cold water back in.
The main function of the radiant pot is for cooling. Once the water in the radiant pot gets hot, it needs to be replaced with cold water in time.
The distillation continued slowly over a low flame until the flavor of the distilled liquor gradually faded, at which point it was stopped.
The lees in the pot were scooped into a large wooden barrel, and the distillation of the next batch of wine began. Because Xu Han made a lot, it took more than a day to distill all of it.
Xu Han didn't throw away the distilled lees either; she temporarily put them in her space, which would be very useful for composting later.
It could be used to feed livestock at home, but not too much at once. It would be quite good for feeding pigs, but unfortunately, she didn't raise any pigs at home, so Xu Han gave up on the idea.
Anyway, there's not much lees, it'll be used up after feeding the livestock a few times.
However, Xu Han still remembered that sweet potato wine could be used to make sauerkraut, but the bok choy at home was not yet very big.
It's a bit of a waste to pull them up now to make sauerkraut. We can try this method once the vegetables in the ground have grown a bit bigger.
Let's see how pickled cabbage made with fermented rice wine lees differs from regular pickled cabbage, and whether it tastes better.
The Taoist priest and Lu Chuan returned in the afternoon, having just finished making the wine in the morning.
However, Xu Han had already put away the equipment used for distilling liquor at home. She originally intended not to tell the two of them for the time being, but the Taoist priest and Lu Chuan had such keen noses that they smelled the liquor as soon as they came in.
As the Taoist priest placed the game he had brought back on the ground, he said, "Did you make sweet potato wine?"
It was clearly a question, but the tone was very certain. Xu Han smiled helplessly upon hearing this.
"Honey, how much sweet potato wine did you make? Does it taste good?"
"You two have incredibly sharp noses. I rushed to pack things up before you came back, but I didn't expect you to still be able to smell them."
The Taoist priest laughed and said, "Haha, how could we not smell such a strong smell of alcohol? We smelled it over in the wasteland just now. Maybe you're used to it and that's why you didn't notice it."
Xu Han thought about it and realized it made sense. If you smell a certain scent for a long time, you'll gradually get used to it and naturally ignore it.
"The wine is ready, but you can't get drunk this time, or I'll take it all away and won't let you drink it."
Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest recalled his previous experience of getting drunk, and his face flushed slightly without him noticing. However, he still tried to remain calm and said, "Don't worry, it was an accident last time. It definitely won't happen again this time."
"Yes, yes, we'll listen to you this time. If you don't want us to drink more, we definitely won't drink more."
Seeing that everyone was in such a good mood, Xu Han said generously, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's quickly process these prey so we can have some snacks to go with our drinks tonight."
Upon hearing this, the three of them were overjoyed and, like children, went to the backyard with great enthusiasm.
Sure enough! A man is a boy until he dies. There's absolutely nothing wrong with that statement.
In the evening, Xu Han personally poured a glass of first drink for each of the three of them.
"This is the first batch of wine. It has a higher alcohol content than regular sweet potato wine and tastes better. I've bottled it separately for you to try first."
The Taoist priest and Lu Chuan couldn't wait for Xu Han to finish speaking, so they eagerly took a big gulp.
The two of them were instantly choked, their faces turning red, and they coughed incessantly.
Grandpa Zhao said gloatingly, "Serves you two right for being so quick to speak, not listening to what Xiaohan had to say. Now you deserve it!"
Having finally calmed down, the two stopped arguing with Grandpa Zhao. After regaining their composure, they eagerly picked up their wine glasses again, but this time they didn't dare to drink in big gulps. Instead, they sipped the wine very politely.
The Taoist priest was the first to comment, "This wine is really good, delicious. It's even stronger than the wine the Emperor bestowed upon me last time. I like it."
Grandpa Zhao had also drunk the wine that the Emperor had bestowed upon him last time, so he chimed in, "Yes, although it doesn't taste as good as that wine, this wine has a much higher alcohol content."
"If you ask me, this wine is still the best, it's really strong."
Lu Chuan chimed in, "Yes, this wine is suitable for us men. It's too strong for women. Fruit wine is more suitable for them."
The group chatted casually, exchanging toasts until the first drinks in their cups were finished.
Xu Han poured a cup of ordinary sweet potato wine for each of them, and they drank it together.
After downing five glasses in a row, everyone said they would stop drinking. The alcohol content of this liquor was quite high, and after a few more glasses, they realized that it was not comparable to the liquor they had drunk before.
In order to be able to drink more often in the future, let's stop this time. Otherwise, what will we do when we have nothing to drink later?
Xu Han is a very ruthless person; if she says she won't let you drink anymore, she really means she won't let you drink anymore.
Of course, Lu Chuan and the others didn't want to cause any unpleasantness over a few drinks.
Xu Han wasn't surprised when they offered to stop drinking; they all had good manners when it came to alcohol and were quite self-aware of that.
Besides, we're all family, so we can drink together whenever we want. No one pressures us to drink; we just want to have fun.
After drinking, the people who had been in the mountains for two days were exhausted. They washed up and went straight to sleep.
Grandpa Zhao was left to help Xu Han clean up the mess on the table.
The next day, Lu Chuan and the Taoist priest got up early again. On the contrary, the weather was getting colder and colder, and since there were people to do chores at home, Xu Han slept in.
It's so cold, and there aren't many farmers in the fields anymore, so Xu Han isn't going to get up early. Why would she be stupid enough to get up so early and freeze?
Lu Chuan, who was in the courtyard, excitedly said to the Taoist priest and Grandpa Zhao, "It's really strange. I drank quite a bit yesterday and felt a little tipsy, but I didn't feel any headache when I woke up today."
"Me too. Last time I got drunk, my head felt like it was going to explode, but I'm perfectly fine today. This sweet potato wine must be really good."
If Xu Han heard this, she would definitely have to explain it to them: the stills for distilled spirits are made of wood, so of course the spirits won't cause a headache.
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