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The fermented and mature mash is called fragrant mash, which contains various complex ingredients. By steaming the wine, the alcohol, sweet substances and other effective ingredients in it can be evaporated into steam, and then after cooling, shochu can be obtained.

During distillation, cooling the wine vapor and collecting the wine liquid are important operations.

The Yuan Dynasty did not have the advanced distiller of her time, so Zhou Lingling made a liquid distillation tool by herself.

Just make a small hole above the steamer lid and use a perforated bamboo tube to guide the steam into a sealed jar outside. The steam can be collected after it cools down.

There is a saying about steaming liquor that "cuts off the head and tail". Zhou Lingling put the steam from the first batch into a separate jar and then changed to another one.

Zhou Laoer and Chen spent a whole day steaming two large vats of fragrant mash.

The Zhou family's courtyard was also filled with a strong aroma of wine.

Feiyu squatted at the door of the main room, with his head hung down, staring at the smoking kitchen in a daze.

The Zhou family actually knows how to brew wine.

He was the one who personally investigated this family, but how come he didn't find anything?

Feiyu began to doubt his professional ethics...

"Feiyu."

When a voice came from behind him, Feiyu immediately ignored his sadness and turned around and walked in.

"master……"

Hearing his voice, Xiao Yan looked up.

Just one glance and you'll know what this guy is thinking.

"What? You think you're not good enough? Why don't you go back and learn from An Yi?"

Hearing this, Fei Yubaba's spirits suddenly perked up.

Then he shook his head rapidly, "No, no, no, that's all, Master. The Dark Commander has been working hard enough, I won't bother him any more."

A masked face suddenly popped out from the beam above my head. "I'm not tired."

The familiar hoarse voice scared Feiyu so much that he jumped up on the spot and retreated three meters, only one step away from the door.

"Commander An, when did you come?" Fei Yu asked stutteringly.

The person on the beam was dressed in black and was hiding in the dark silently, as if no one was around.

At this moment, he hummed and floated down from above.

"master."

The man in black bowed respectfully to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan hummed, then asked, "Have all the food and supplies been transported safely?"

An Yi: "Master, don't worry. We have successfully established contact with them. They will arrive in the Northern Frontier in ten days."

After he finished speaking, he paused again before continuing, "The person from last time found out that it was..."

Xiao Yan waved his hand to stop him from speaking.

"Lingchi." He said calmly.

It doesn't matter whether he knows the name of the person who betrayed him or not. He will never show mercy.

An Yi nodded silently and said, "Yes."

"A new batch of grain seeds have just been planted in Zhoujia Village. Feiyu will take you there later. You should send someone to guard them and make sure that this batch of grain seeds can be successfully harvested in two months." Xiao Yan said again.

An Yi was stunned. "Two months later? Didn't they say that there was a severe drought in the Southern Region this year..."

Fei Yu, who had quietly approached, immediately replied, "Commander An, I know this!"

"It's the Zhou family where the master is recuperating. They are so extraordinary!"

"This grain was brought out by the young lady from the Zhou family. It's called Horse-Head Potato, nicknamed Potato, and it can yield a thousand kilograms per mu..."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan glanced at him calmly and corrected him, "Potato."

Feiyu touched the back of his head, a little uncertain: "Isn't it a horse-head potato..."

He seemed to remember that what Zhou Erye was talking about was horse-head potato!

Xiao Yan: Haha, just listen to what that big idiot says!

An Yi didn't care whether it was horse-head potato or potato, he only cared about what Fei Yu said, "a yield of 1,000 kilograms per mu."

"Master, this grain can really..."

Xiao Yan nodded. "No matter if it's possible or not, this grain is drought-resistant and extremely suitable for planting in the Northern Frontier. We must bring this batch of seeds back to the Northern Frontier no matter what."

Upon hearing this, An Yi immediately understood and nodded solemnly in agreement.

"An Yi understands."

There is no need to say how important food is to their Northern Frontier. Over the years, they have paid too much to feed the 100,000 troops and 200,000 civilians in the Northern Frontier.

Ever since the master was exiled to Northern Frontier ten years ago, Northern Frontier has become an abandoned city.

The imperial court completely ignored both the local people and the soldiers, neither collecting taxes nor allocating grain.

However, most of the land in northern Xinjiang is desert with no grass growing on it. The few remaining mountains, forests and land are simply unable to support hundreds of thousands of border residents.

Every autumn and winter, they are plundered again and again by the nomadic peoples in the north.

If the master had not integrated the Northern Army and repeatedly resisted the invasions of those barbarians, the northern border would have long since become the territory of the barbarians outside the Great Wall.

Even so, the court turned a blind eye to the master's contributions.

Since ten years ago, the master has sent official letters back to the capital every year, but there has been no news for all these years.

Fortunately, the master finally gave up on the imperial court and started to find ways to support the military and civilians in the northern border in recent years.

They had thought that the fertile land and abundant granaries of the Southern Region would be their hope, but they did not expect that not only their master was ambushed, but they also learned that droughts had occurred frequently in the Southern Region this year and the grain harvest was not good. They did not expect that there would be such a chance for a turn of events.

"That's not all!"

Feiyu didn't know where he got the courage from, he actually stretched out his hand to hook An Yi's shoulder and said:

"An Commander, do you smell something in this yard?"

An Yi glanced at the hand on his shoulder, thinking about what knife technique would be more accurate and faster to cut the pig's trotter, but he replied, "Hmm, I smell it."

Fei Yu was a little proud, "Miss Zhou said this is liquor. Compared to this, the liquor we drank before is just plain water!"

"Ok?"

Just as An Yi was thinking of how to cut it, he heard Fei Yu's words and asked:

"Soju? What kind of soju?"

Feiyu raised his chin towards the yard and said, "Here, that's what's being steamed in the kitchen. Miss Zhou said we can try it in the evening."

"They can only give me a small bottle, but I understand. They still need to keep the rest for their tavern!"

He said it was a pity, but he did not hide the pride on his face.

An Yi's hand grasped the hilt of the knife.

"But don't worry, Commander An. We're on good terms. I'll definitely give you a piece of my own when the time comes!"

Feiyu patted An Yi's shoulder, and the latter held his hand again, which had just been released.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Zhou also said that the fruit wine will be ready in a few days. Give me a bottle then, and I will save some for you, Commander An."

An Yi: "..."

Fei Yu kept saying "Miss Zhou said" and didn't notice that the gaze of the person behind him was becoming more and more profound.

"An Yi, I'm tired."

As if it was a secret signal, Feiyu, who was just flapping his fingers, immediately covered his mouth. In the blink of an eye, two figures disappeared in the room, leaving only two "Mmm" echoes.

Xiao Yan stared at the book in his hand for a while, and finally put it down...