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Meeting other people¡¯s requirements is Chen Wanrong¡¯s virtue. Naturally, Chen Wanrong would not do anything inconsistent with public expectations, so he said: ¡°Let¡¯s light up the fire.¡±
Xiao Zhizhong had been squatting in front of the stove for a long time, grabbing the firewood in his hand, looking at Chen Wanrong, waiting for this sentence, and happily responded: "Okay!" He threw the firewood in hurriedly.
Starting a fire is an extremely common thing in daily life, but at this moment something unexpected happened. Not only did Qingdao Tai and Ma Zhizhong squat down to help pass the firewood, but they also stretched their necks. , his eyes stared at the stove hole for a moment, as if there were strange things in the ordinary stove hole.
Wang Shaohua was injured and it was inconvenient to squat down, so he stared at them as they started to get angry. It is conceivable that if he was not injured, he would have acted like Ma Gao and others and attacked Xiao Zhizhong.
Their actions were so unexpected that Chen Wanrong couldn't help but smile, while Zheng Qing and Qing'e pursed their lips and snickered.
You have a handful of firewood, and I have a handful. It is very convenient to start the fire. In a short time, the stove cave bursts into laughter with flames.
The fire was already very strong, but Ma Zhizhong still felt it was insignificant: "Master Xiao, please make it bigger."
Xiao Zhizhong spread his hands helplessly: "Shopkeeper Ma, it can only be so big. If you add more firewood, the stove hole will be blocked, and it will become a black stove, which will be slow."
This is common sense. Ma Zhizhong had no choice but to rub his hands and look at the cauldron. HD Tai asked on his behalf: "Brother Chen, how long will it take for this to heal?"
Except for Chen Wanrong, who knew how to distill wine, no one present could make it. Chen Wanrong had to explain to them: "This requires boiling the water, steam coming up, and the rice will produce wine. After condensation, dry wine is obtained. .¡±
The process of making distilled liquor was explained in one sentence, but Gao Qingtai and the others were confused and blinking, not knowing what was going on.
Chen Wanrong knew that it was difficult for them to understand, so he comforted them and said: "Don't be anxious, you will understand later." No matter how good the explanation is, it is not as understandable as the facts. You will understand naturally after looking at it.
There was no need to rush, so Gao Ma and Wang Shaohua had no choice but to wait patiently, staring at the cauldron, wondering where they could move it.
It takes a long time to boil a pot of water. After waiting for a while, steam spurted out from the side of the pot. Qing Qingtai asked: "Brother Chen, is it almost ready? When I used to cook wine, as soon as the water was boiled, it would be ready after a while."
He said boiling wine is to prevent rancidity and facilitate the long-term storage of wine. There are no special requirements, just boil it in boiling water for a while.
When making distilled wine, water vapor is just the heating medium, which is just the beginning. Chen Wanrong had to explain again: "This is just the beginning. It will be good to wait until there is no wine here." Pointing to the outlet of the condenser.
Ma Zhizhong asked a very professional question: "Brother Chen, how do you know there is no more wine?"
"You can try it." Chen Wanrong's answer was simple but very practical. Another way is that when the wine is gone, the flow will decrease, which can be seen at a glance.
Ma Zhizhong slapped his forehead and said "oh" several times in a row, as if he was suddenly enlightened.
While they were talking, Xiao Zhizhong and several other guys had plugged the air leak with wet cloth.
As the temperature of the water increased, the steam became more and more intense, and steam leaked out from the joints. Xiao Zhizhong led the guys to stuff things with wet cloths. After a while of hard work, the problem was almost solved.
With the current equipment, it is impossible to make distilled liquor without air leakage. It is enough to be almost leak-proof. There is no need to pursue leak-free at all. Chen Wanrong saw that it was almost done and told them to stop.
Wine has flowed out of the outlet of the condenser, as thin as a line, as clear as water, and flowed into the wine jar drop by drop. Looking at the wine, Chen Wanrong's eyes shone. He dipped a little with his index finger and put it in his mouth to take a sip. It was as strong as a knife and as spicy as fire. It was so comfortable. He had never tasted such delicious food since he came to the Tang Dynasty. .
Chen Wanrong originally thought that when he came to the Tang Dynasty, he would not have the opportunity to taste spirits. Unexpectedly, through his own efforts, the opportunity reappeared. This feeling of regaining something was really beyond words. It was extremely cordial and exciting. Open your mouth, the flavor is endless.
Seeing Chen Wanrong¡¯s enjoyment, Ma Zhizhong couldn¡¯t bear it any longer. His eyes widened and he asked, ¡°Brother Chen, does it really taste so good?¡±
"That's right! If you don't believe it, try it!" Chen Wanrong blurted out the answer without even thinking about it.
Ma Zhizhong said, "Then I'll have a taste." He took a little bit of it with his hand, put it in his mouth and took a sip. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't help but suck in the cold air: "Is this wine? It's like a knife. It hurts my tongue. "
 Take it off, and then remove the cauldron above. Xiao Zhizhong took a look inside the cauldron and saw that the originally full-grained rice had now become very soft. When he pinched it with his hands, it seemed like it was pinching an empty shell. He was very surprised and said: "What a big change!" In his impression, the rice was still plump after being steamed. It was the first time in his life that he would be surprised to see such a change.
The sugar, starch and protein in the rice have all been decomposed into alcohol, and the essence has been lost. Naturally, there is only an empty shell left. This is not surprising.
Surprised, Xiao Zhizhong ordered the waiter to pour cold water into the cauldron. Although the temperature in the pot has dropped, the temperature in the cauldron is still very high. It would be unbearable to touch the lees now, so adding cold water is an excellent way.
After two buckets of cold water were poured down, the lees were no longer scalding, and then the cleaning began. After a lot of busy work, the cleaning of the lees was completed. Chen Wanrong walked to the stove and took a look. There was too much water in the pot and asked them to scoop some out.
When the scooping was done, without waiting for Chen Wanrong¡¯s instructions, the guys put the round wooden board back on and then spread it with linen cloth. Put the cauldron on and fill it with rice.
Ma Zhizhong, Qingtai Tai was in such high spirits that he was willing to be a wine boy, helping out by pouring rice and spreading the rice. He was very busy. Wang Shaohua looked at the two people's busyness and became jealous. If he hadn't been injured, he must have joined in.
When the condenser was reinstalled and debugged, Chen Laoshi and Wang Zhongze rushed over panting. Chen Laoshi held the funnel-shaped tool that Chen Wanrong wanted in his hand and shouted from a distance: "Wanrong, are we too late?"
It¡¯s all done once, do you think it¡¯s too late?
(Note: The steam used in the chemical industry is superheated steam, which has a higher temperature and more heat energy, but this can only be achieved by pressurizing it.) (To be continued, if you want to know the funeral, please visit www.qidian.com, There are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com