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Several days have passed since Young Master Xie came to the tavern to ask for the recipe.

I don’t know if it was because Liu Yuanyi sent people to the Xie family or what, but no one else came to the store to cause trouble.

Even though Young Master Xie was beaten so badly, no one from the Xie family came to ask a single question, which was very different from their usual behavior.

But Zhou Lingling did not take it lightly.

She turned around and went to look for Xiao Yan.

The latter was sitting in the Zhou family's courtyard.

At hand was the finest Tieguanyin tea that Zhou Lingling had brought out.

He closed his eyes slightly and basked in the sun leisurely, looking very comfortable.

Hearing footsteps, he opened his eyes, a faint smile in his eyes.

"This tea is good."

It was even better than the tribute tea he had tasted before.

Zhou Lingling glanced at the simple bamboo tube on the table used to hold tea leaves.

Hmm, I didn't recognize what kind of tea it was.

"Brother Xiao likes it. I have a lot more and will send it to you later."

It’s the end of the world anyway, and the people on the other side don’t drink tea anymore.

As long as she wants, the fairy can bring her a mountain of tea.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, "Okay, thank you very much."

A little girl who is full of mystery.

More interesting.

The enchanted girl Zhou Lingling said, "Brother Xiao, I have another cooperation I want to discuss with you."

"Oh?" Xiao Yan's eyes, which had just been closed, opened slightly.

"What cooperation?"

He now has everything he needs as long as he waits here. In two months, he will be able to return to the northern border with grain and seeds.

Finally, I can rest peacefully for some time.

So he was not very interested in the little girl's cooperation. After all, he was not a greedy person.

"It's my family's soju." Zhou Lingling said.

Before Xiao Yan could respond, Fei Yu, who was leaning against a big tree not far away, quietly sat up straight.

Inside the house, An Yi, who was lying on the eaves with his arms folded, also pricked up his ears.

Zhou Lingling: "The last time someone from the Xie family came to our store, they said they wanted the braised food recipe, but our liquor is much more valuable than the braised food recipe."

After hearing this, Xiao Yan said, "Alcohol is naturally valuable, but if the braised food has a unique flavor and is managed properly, it doesn't necessarily lose to alcohol."

Whether it is braising food or brewing wine, these are skills passed down from generation to generation in many families, but the little girl can do it easily.

In the small town of Yunlai, the Zhou family holds these two things in their hands, just like a child holding two laying hens, which will always attract the covetousness of others.

So he said, "Don't worry, I will send people to guard nearby. When people from Northern Xinjiang come, I can also leave a few people in the store. What happened last time will not happen again."

But Zhou Lingling shook her head.

"No, our soju is not any kind of liquor that existed in the Yuan Dynasty."

The people in the tree and the people on the roof nodded in agreement at the same time.

Yes, it is really different!

Compared to Zhouji Soju, all they drank before was water!

It makes people intoxicated and feel ecstatic...

In the yard, Zhou Lingling was also explaining to Xiao Yan why their wine was different.

"For example, if alcohol is made by mixing a certain medicine, then Dayuan's rice wine is like a bowl of medicine mixed with twice the amount of water, while Zhouji's soju is only mixed with one bowl of water."

"Moreover, this high-purity liquor contains far fewer harmful impurities than undistilled rice wine, and tastes better. Drinking it warms the body, making it very suitable for winter in northern Xinjiang."

"More importantly, according to the soju production process, if we can continue to purify it and make the alcohol purity reach over 80%, it will be able to kill many bacteria and be used to disinfect wounds, reducing the mortality rate from traumatic infections..."

She said so much, but none of it was as attractive as this last point.

"Is this true?"

Xiao Yan sat up straight and looked at the girl in front of him with sharp eyes.

His hands gripped the wheels of the wheelchair tightly.

"Can your liquor really reduce the death rate on the battlefield?"

Zhou Lingling: "...While current shochu is also effective for wound disinfection, the high-concentration alcohol purified using this method is even more effective."

"How about we give it a try?"

Try?

How to try?

Soon, two lively little rabbits appeared in the Zhou family's yard.

Zhou Yun, who had finally escaped from his elder brother's study, was eager to try out the dagger given to him by his master.

After Zhou Lingling agreed, he raised his knife and cut a medium-sized wound on the two rabbits' legs, and blood flowed out instantly.

Zhou Yun used a piece of cloth to press on the wound of a rabbit to stop the bleeding.

The other rabbit first cleaned the hair around the wound, disinfected it with shochu, and then pressed the wound with a piece of cloth.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the bleeding on the legs of both rabbits stopped.

Zhou Lingling asked his second brother to find some cloth strips to bandage the rabbits' wounds.

"Let's wait and see how the two little rabbits do tomorrow."

"However, the effectiveness of anything varies from person to person. For some people, alcohol disinfection may be effective, while others may not be able to withstand the stinging sensation of alcohol and feel pain immediately."

This kind of thing is rare in modern times, but it does happen, so later on, iodine tincture and hydrogen peroxide were invented.

Xiao Yan looked at the two rabbits curled up on the ground. Although he wanted to give it a try, he had already believed Zhou Lingling's words in his heart.

"Fei Yu, send a message and send another group of people over."

This group of people are not just the elderly, the weak, the sick or the disabled.

But they are the elite of the Northern Army.

"Yes, I'll go and deliver the message right away."

Feiyu also understood the importance of the matter.

Although they had never heard of high-concentration alcohol before, after Zhou Lingling's explanation, Xiao Yan, Fei Yu and An Yi all understood its meaning.

This is as important as food to their Northern Army.

Originally, they only sent a letter to ask for fifteen veterans, but later when the issue of grain seeds arose, they sent another two hundred veterans.

Although these veterans were selected by them and could withstand long journeys, they could also help Miss Zhou look after the house and farm here.

But apparently, that's not enough now.

Apart from the Zhou family, only one family in Zhoujia Village knew about the grain seeds.

The Zhou family believed them, but their people were also keeping an eye on the village.

This news must not leak out until the first batch of grain is successfully harvested.

But soju is different.

Zhouji Shaoji is now well-known in Yunlai Town. Anyone who has come to Zhouji and tried his Shaoji will become a repeat customer.

So it is not unreasonable for Miss Zhou to worry that this thing is coveted by others, or that someone is already coveting it.

Only after this matter was arranged did Zhou Lingling finally breathe a sigh of relief.

the next day,

A group of unkempt, ragged, dark-faced men appeared at the gate of the Zhou family's courtyard.

The neighbor who was about to go out opened the door and was so scared that he immediately closed the door.

"Oh my God! Are the bandits coming into town?"

The neighbor's voice was not loud, but it was just loud enough for everyone at the Zhou family's door to hear.

Everyone looked at each other.

Suddenly a heroic laugh sounded:

"Hahaha, Boss, hurry up and knock on the door, or you'll scare others again!"