Chapter 368
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The next day, after Mufeng got up, he went outside the tribe to meet the monkeys, and conducted some daily "domestication" and training on them.
This has been going on for some time.
It was mainly Mufeng who gave instructions to the monkey king, and then the monkey king commanded the little monkeys to complete it.
For example, climb up to get things, take a small torch to a designated place to light a fire, give them small bone knives and let them cut animal tendons, etc.
Among these training programs, the most difficult thing for monkeys is to hold small torches, because they are afraid of fire.
So after Wood Wind trained for almost a month, these little monkeys were not afraid of fire and were able to complete the assigned tasks according to its requirements.
After training the monkeys, Mu Feng returned to the Tulou to make wine.
In addition to the grasses such as Polygonum, the other material needed to make distiller's yeast is rice noodles.
Mufeng didn't have rice flour, so he used peeled corn flour and finely ground wheat flour instead.
He first washed and dried the spicy Polygonum, sweet Polygonum, mint, and Tuxian grass, and then mixed them together according to a specific ratio—naturally, the spicy Polygonum was the most, and the other three accounted for the least.
"Great chief! What are these grasses used for?" Li Hu couldn't help asking.
"Well, it's used to make wine koji!"
"Alcohol?"
"It's what must be used to make wine!"
"What is wine?"
"Wine is a drink!"
"What is that drink?"
Mu Feng is a little speechless, as long as it involves new things, Li Hu especially likes to ask why.
But he knew it was not his fault, after all, what Mu Feng was going to do was something he had never heard of before.
During the long evolution of primitive society, every time primitive people tried something new, it was accompanied by great courage and various "coincidences".
Take wine making as an example, at the beginning, it was not artificially started to make wine consciously. It was because people at that time produced more food because of their high productivity, and they couldn't finish it all at once, so they stored it in caves and tree holes.
As a result, it has not been taken out for a long time, causing the food to be mixed together and fermented, and the aroma of the juice that flows out attracts people's attention.
Since then, people have consciously started to make juice with this aroma - wine!
Generally speaking, the new inventions and discoveries of primitive society either "need" this thing and start to actively create it, or they are passive and accidental discoveries.
But Woodwind Brewing is different.
At present, Jiang has neither the need to drink alcohol nor the opportunity to accidentally discover alcohol. Skilled Mufeng took the initiative to create it. This is completely new to people like Li Hu—they naturally don’t know what it is, and they can use it. what to do.
So, it's normal to have problems.
He thought for a while and told Li Hu with a smile: "Wine is something that makes you forget everything after drinking it!"
"This..." Li Hu quickly let go of his hand, his face paled in panic, "Great chief, are you trying to make poison?"
"Making poison?" Mu Feng looked at Li Hu with a strange expression, amazed at Li Hu's brain circuit, it's so strange and refined!
He smiled and shook his head: "Just forget it temporarily, just sleep at most!"
"So that's how it is!" Li Hu finally felt relieved, "Then this kind of poison is not very powerful, why do we go to such great lengths to make it?"
"It's not poison!" Mu Feng thought for a while and said, "Let me tell you, as long as wine is made, it may be more popular than weapons and furs. For some large tribes, it may be better than salt. !"
Li Hu's eyes lit up now: "Better than salt?"
Wood Wind nodded.
He thought in his heart: "The first time wine appeared, it was circulated among high-level officials, and it was welcomed by leaders of tribes, kingdoms, and nobles."
You know, there is an old saying called "feeling full of warmth and thinking of lust". These people eat enough and wear warm clothes every day, thinking about women or enjoying themselves.
But what can be called enjoyment in primitive society is nothing more than eating, drinking, women, fighting and grabbing things!
Three of the four things have been experienced by them to some extent. Only the word "drink" alone, they probably have never experienced the enjoyment of it.
Therefore, Mufeng can almost conclude that as long as the wine is produced, regardless of other values, as a drink, it will inevitably become a market, no, it will be a best-selling item in the exchange between big tribes!
It's as if silk, pottery and spices from the East on the Silk Road are bestsellers in the West!
Mu Feng understands this truth, but Li Hu doesn't.
But he also knew that something comparable to salt must be very good!
Because in his cognition, before that, there was nothing like salt!
So he worked harder.
After seeing Li Hu's expression, Mu Feng roughly guessed what he was thinking, smiled and shook his head, and continued to work.
After mixing several materials, he took a knife to chop them up, put them in a large stone pot that he used before, and smashed them with a thick wooden pestle that he knew until the slag turned into juice, and the leaves inside , The stalk is completely invisible, just like the garlic paste poured out of the garlic mortar.
All this is simple to say, but it took more than half a day.
Fortunately, he is not alone in making these things, Bai Fang, Li Hu and the others are following along.
After mashing these materials, he put the pre-prepared mixed flour of corn and wheat into the stone pot, mixed it with the mashed juice, added some water and stirred.
He tried while stirring, and stopped adding water and stirring until the rivers and lakes mixed with herbs and flour could be kneaded into a ball.
The analysis is Tuanqu Tuan, it's very simple, it just takes a little effort.
In this way, it took almost a day from the beginning of grass selection to the kneading of the dough.
"Can we make wine next?" Li Hu asked excitedly.
"Not yet!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Go get clean dried corn leaves!"
Li Hu quickly went back and forth, bringing back a lot of corn leaves.
He found a piece of animal hide, put the corn leaves on the hide, put the pottery dish containing the wine koji pills on it, and then put a layer of corn leaves on it, and then wrapped it with the hide. Tighten it, tie it up, and put it in a cool place.
Li Hu didn't know, so he looked at Mu Feng suspiciously.
Mu Feng smiled and said: "Just put it here for two days, and take it out to dry after two days!"
"To dry?" Li Hu scratched his head.
"Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, "When the time comes, spread the corn husks and wheat bran left over from the flour sifting before, and then put these wine koji balls on top, let it dry for five to seven days!"
"Will you be able to make wine by then?"
"Well! Then we can make wine!" Mu Feng laughed, "You will drink the best thing then!"
(end of this chapter)
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The next day, after Mufeng got up, he went outside the tribe to meet the monkeys, and conducted some daily "domestication" and training on them.
This has been going on for some time.
It was mainly Mufeng who gave instructions to the monkey king, and then the monkey king commanded the little monkeys to complete it.
For example, climb up to get things, take a small torch to a designated place to light a fire, give them small bone knives and let them cut animal tendons, etc.
Among these training programs, the most difficult thing for monkeys is to hold small torches, because they are afraid of fire.
So after Wood Wind trained for almost a month, these little monkeys were not afraid of fire and were able to complete the assigned tasks according to its requirements.
After training the monkeys, Mu Feng returned to the Tulou to make wine.
In addition to the grasses such as Polygonum, the other material needed to make distiller's yeast is rice noodles.
Mufeng didn't have rice flour, so he used peeled corn flour and finely ground wheat flour instead.
He first washed and dried the spicy Polygonum, sweet Polygonum, mint, and Tuxian grass, and then mixed them together according to a specific ratio—naturally, the spicy Polygonum was the most, and the other three accounted for the least.
"Great chief! What are these grasses used for?" Li Hu couldn't help asking.
"Well, it's used to make wine koji!"
"Alcohol?"
"It's what must be used to make wine!"
"What is wine?"
"Wine is a drink!"
"What is that drink?"
Mu Feng is a little speechless, as long as it involves new things, Li Hu especially likes to ask why.
But he knew it was not his fault, after all, what Mu Feng was going to do was something he had never heard of before.
During the long evolution of primitive society, every time primitive people tried something new, it was accompanied by great courage and various "coincidences".
Take wine making as an example, at the beginning, it was not artificially started to make wine consciously. It was because people at that time produced more food because of their high productivity, and they couldn't finish it all at once, so they stored it in caves and tree holes.
As a result, it has not been taken out for a long time, causing the food to be mixed together and fermented, and the aroma of the juice that flows out attracts people's attention.
Since then, people have consciously started to make juice with this aroma - wine!
Generally speaking, the new inventions and discoveries of primitive society either "need" this thing and start to actively create it, or they are passive and accidental discoveries.
But Woodwind Brewing is different.
At present, Jiang has neither the need to drink alcohol nor the opportunity to accidentally discover alcohol. Skilled Mufeng took the initiative to create it. This is completely new to people like Li Hu—they naturally don’t know what it is, and they can use it. what to do.
So, it's normal to have problems.
He thought for a while and told Li Hu with a smile: "Wine is something that makes you forget everything after drinking it!"
"This..." Li Hu quickly let go of his hand, his face paled in panic, "Great chief, are you trying to make poison?"
"Making poison?" Mu Feng looked at Li Hu with a strange expression, amazed at Li Hu's brain circuit, it's so strange and refined!
He smiled and shook his head: "Just forget it temporarily, just sleep at most!"
"So that's how it is!" Li Hu finally felt relieved, "Then this kind of poison is not very powerful, why do we go to such great lengths to make it?"
"It's not poison!" Mu Feng thought for a while and said, "Let me tell you, as long as wine is made, it may be more popular than weapons and furs. For some large tribes, it may be better than salt. !"
Li Hu's eyes lit up now: "Better than salt?"
Wood Wind nodded.
He thought in his heart: "The first time wine appeared, it was circulated among high-level officials, and it was welcomed by leaders of tribes, kingdoms, and nobles."
You know, there is an old saying called "feeling full of warmth and thinking of lust". These people eat enough and wear warm clothes every day, thinking about women or enjoying themselves.
But what can be called enjoyment in primitive society is nothing more than eating, drinking, women, fighting and grabbing things!
Three of the four things have been experienced by them to some extent. Only the word "drink" alone, they probably have never experienced the enjoyment of it.
Therefore, Mufeng can almost conclude that as long as the wine is produced, regardless of other values, as a drink, it will inevitably become a market, no, it will be a best-selling item in the exchange between big tribes!
It's as if silk, pottery and spices from the East on the Silk Road are bestsellers in the West!
Mu Feng understands this truth, but Li Hu doesn't.
But he also knew that something comparable to salt must be very good!
Because in his cognition, before that, there was nothing like salt!
So he worked harder.
After seeing Li Hu's expression, Mu Feng roughly guessed what he was thinking, smiled and shook his head, and continued to work.
After mixing several materials, he took a knife to chop them up, put them in a large stone pot that he used before, and smashed them with a thick wooden pestle that he knew until the slag turned into juice, and the leaves inside , The stalk is completely invisible, just like the garlic paste poured out of the garlic mortar.
All this is simple to say, but it took more than half a day.
Fortunately, he is not alone in making these things, Bai Fang, Li Hu and the others are following along.
After mashing these materials, he put the pre-prepared mixed flour of corn and wheat into the stone pot, mixed it with the mashed juice, added some water and stirred.
He tried while stirring, and stopped adding water and stirring until the rivers and lakes mixed with herbs and flour could be kneaded into a ball.
The analysis is Tuanqu Tuan, it's very simple, it just takes a little effort.
In this way, it took almost a day from the beginning of grass selection to the kneading of the dough.
"Can we make wine next?" Li Hu asked excitedly.
"Not yet!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Go get clean dried corn leaves!"
Li Hu quickly went back and forth, bringing back a lot of corn leaves.
He found a piece of animal hide, put the corn leaves on the hide, put the pottery dish containing the wine koji pills on it, and then put a layer of corn leaves on it, and then wrapped it with the hide. Tighten it, tie it up, and put it in a cool place.
Li Hu didn't know, so he looked at Mu Feng suspiciously.
Mu Feng smiled and said: "Just put it here for two days, and take it out to dry after two days!"
"To dry?" Li Hu scratched his head.
"Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, "When the time comes, spread the corn husks and wheat bran left over from the flour sifting before, and then put these wine koji balls on top, let it dry for five to seven days!"
"Will you be able to make wine by then?"
"Well! Then we can make wine!" Mu Feng laughed, "You will drink the best thing then!"
(end of this chapter)
The next day, after Mufeng got up, he went outside the tribe to meet the monkeys, and conducted some daily "domestication" and training on them. This has been going on for some time. It was mainly Mufeng who gave instructions to the monkey king, and then the monkey king commanded the little monkeys to complete it. For example, climb up to get things, take a small torch to a designated place to light a fire, give them small bone knives and let them cut animal tendons, etc. Among these training programs, the most difficult thing for monkeys is to hold small torches, because they are afraid of fire. So after Wood Wind trained for almost a month, these little monkeys were not afraid of fire and were able to complete the assigned tasks according to its requirements. After training the monkeys, Mu Feng returned to the Tulou to make wine. In addition to the grasses such as Polygonum, the other material needed to make distiller's yeast is rice noodles. Mufeng didn't have rice flour, so he used peeled corn flour and finely ground wheat flour instead. He first washed and dried the spicy Polygonum, sweet Polygonum, mint, and Tuxian grass, and then mixed them together according to a specific rationaturally, the spicy Polygonum was the most, and the other three accounted for the least. "Great chief! What are these grasses used for?" Li Hu couldn't help asking. "Well, it's used to make wine koji!" "Alcohol?" "It's what must be used to make wine!" "What is wine?" "Wine is a drink!" "What is that drink?" Mu Feng is a little speechless, as long as it involves new things, Li Hu especially likes to ask why. But he knew it was not his fault, after all, what Mu Feng was going to do was something he had never heard of before. During the long evolution of primitive society, every time primitive people tried something new, it was accompanied by great courage and various "coincidences". Take wine making as an example, at the beginning, it was not artificially started to make wine consciously. It was because people at that time produced more food because of their high productivity, and they couldn't finish it all at once, so they stored it in caves and tree holes. As a result, it has not been taken out for a long time, causing the food to be mixed together and fermented, and the aroma of the juice that flows out attracts people's attention. Since then, people have consciously started to make juice with this aroma - wine! Generally speaking, the new inventions and discoveries of primitive society either "need" this thing and start to actively create it, or they are passive and accidental discoveries. But Woodwind Brewing is different. At present, Jiang has neither the need to drink alcohol nor the opportunity to accidentally discover alcohol. Skilled Mufeng took the initiative to create it. This is completely new to people like Li Huthey naturally don't know what it is, and they can use it. what to do. So, it's normal to have problems. He thought for a while and told Li Hu with a smile: "Wine is something that makes you forget everything after drinking it!" "This..." Li Hu quickly let go of his hand, his face paled in panic, "Great chief, are you trying to make poison?" "Making poison?" Mu Feng looked at Li Hu with a strange expression, amazed at Li Hu's brain circuit, it's so strange and refined! He smiled and shook his head: "Just forget it temporarily, just sleep at most!" "So that's how it is!" Li Hu finally felt relieved, "Then this kind of poison is not very powerful, why do we go to such great lengths to make it?" "It's not poison!" Mu Feng thought for a while and said, "Let me tell you, as long as wine is made, it may be more popular than weapons and furs. For some large tribes, it may be better than salt. !" Li Hu's eyes lit up now: "Better than salt?" Wood Wind nodded. He thought in his heart: "The first time wine appeared, it was circulated among high-level officials, and it was welcomed by leaders of tribes, kingdoms, and nobles." You know, there is an old saying called "feeling full of warmth and thinking of lust". These people eat enough and wear warm clothes every day, thinking about women or enjoying themselves. But what can be called enjoyment in primitive society is nothing more than eating, drinking, women, fighting and grabbing things! Three of the four things have been experienced by them to some extent. Only the word "drink" alone, they probably have never experienced the enjoyment of it. Therefore, Mufeng can almost conclude that as long as the wine is produced, regardless of other values, as a drink, it will inevitably become a market, no, it will be a best-selling item in the exchange between big tribes! It's as if silk, pottery and spices from the East on the Silk Road are bestsellers in the West! Mu Feng understands this truth, but Li Hu doesn't. But he also knew that something comparable to salt must be very good! Because in his cognition, before that, there was nothing like salt! So he worked harder. After seeing Li Hu's expression, Mu Feng roughly guessed what he was thinking, smiled and shook his head, and continued to work. After mixing several materials, he took a knife to chop them up, put them in a large stone pot that he used before, and smashed them with a thick wooden pestle that he knew until the slag turned into juice, and the leaves inside , The stalk is completely invisible, just like the garlic paste poured out of the garlic mortar. All this is simple to say, but it took more than half a day. Fortunately, he is not alone in making these things, Bai Fang, Li Hu and the others are following along. After mashing these materials, he put the pre-prepared mixed flour of corn and wheat into the stone pot, mixed it with the mashed juice, added some water and stirred. He tried while stirring, and stopped adding water and stirring until the rivers and lakes mixed with herbs and flour could be kneaded into a ball. The analysis is Tuanqu Tuan, it's very simple, it just takes a little effort. In this way, it took almost a day from the beginning of grass selection to the kneading of the dough. "Can we make wine next?" Li Hu asked excitedly. "Not yet!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Go get clean dried corn leaves!" Li Hu quickly went back and forth, bringing back a lot of corn leaves. He found a piece of animal hide, put the corn leaves on the hide, put the pottery dish containing the wine koji pills on it, and then put a layer of corn leaves on it, and then wrapped it with the hide. Tighten it, tie it up, and put it in a cool place. Li Hu didn't know, so he looked at Mu Feng suspiciously. Mu Feng smiled and said: "Just put it here for two days, and take it out to dry after two days!" "To dry?" Li Hu scratched his head. "Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, "When the time comes, spread the corn husks and wheat bran left over from the flour sifting before, and then put these wine koji balls on top, let it dry for five to seven days!" "Will you be able to make wine by then?" "Well! Then we can make wine!" Mu Feng laughed, "You will drink the best thing then!" end of this chapter
