Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 1482 Distillation Equipment Distilled Liquor

Watching Chu Chen's departing figure, Lu Yiping stomped her foot.

"Hmph, what's so great about it? I'm not the kind of person who owes money. I'll definitely give you the silver next time we meet."

After saying that, she turned and went back to her room, still fuming and unable to calm down for a while.

After leaving the city lord's mansion, Chu Chen returned to the brothel.

At this moment, Fat Tiger had already come out and was sitting in the private room, watching the girls' performance.

"So, Gian, was it fun?"

"Hehe, it's fun, but they seem to dislike me a bit."

After listening to Fat Tiger's words, Chu Chen recalled the scene when they used to bathe naked in the stream together when they were children.

Fat Tiger isn't a cow with thick muscles, so it's normal for a cow to be short, stocky, and disliked.

So he comforted her, saying, "Why do you care what others do? Just be comfortable with yourself."

Fat Tiger nodded, then took out two taels of silver from his pocket: "Hehe, they even gave me money, so it's not a loss."

Chu Chen shook his head speechlessly.

She sold herself for two taels of silver.

This guy actually thinks he made a profit, but as long as he's happy, that's all that matters.

Next, he needed to do his own thing, which was to make money, to make money honestly and openly. Chu Chen understood all too well that money was the best thing in the world.

"Alright, that's enough for the experience. Let's go back. Tomorrow, I'll take you to do something big."

After saying that, Chu Chen pulled the still-enthushed Fatty Tiger back into the courtyard.

Fat Tiger's mind still seemed to be on the two girls Chu Chen had chosen for him; he would sometimes giggle foolishly, and sometimes stare blankly into space.

Seeing this, Chu Chen was somewhat worried. If this guy was like Chen Qingxuan, it would be troublesome. He was just misleading a young man.

Therefore, we must find something for him to do so that he can pull himself out of this quagmire.

I am mortal with gambling and drugs...

The next day, Chu Chen pulled Fatty Tiger, who was lost in thought, out of bed: "Get up and get to work."

As Chu Chen spoke, he pulled him to the dining table. To encourage him to work hard, Chu Chen got up early and bought twenty meat buns to put on the table.

The moment Fat Tiger saw the meat buns, his eyes widened in amazement.

"Hehe, Brother Chen is the best to me."

Go brush your teeth.

"Only you, Brother Chen, are particular about these things. We ordinary folks don't care about such things."

After saying that, Fat Tiger grabbed a steamed bun in each hand and started taking big bites.

After eating twenty steamed buns, Fatty Tiger seemed to perk up, and Chu Chen realized that the guy's listlessness was actually due to hunger.

So he took out twenty taels of silver and said, "Go to the city and buy wine from all the major wineries, the more the better."

After buying the wine, I went to buy some firewood.

Fat Tiger had no idea what Chu Chen was up to and thought he was going to throw a banquet, so he asked, "Where's the meat?"

"There's enough meat for us."

Fat Tiger grumbled and grumbled as he took the silver and went out.

Chu Chen, carrying the silver, went out onto the street to look for a shop to open a winery.

Arriving on the street, looking at the dilapidated shops, Chu Chen asked about each one.

"Shopkeeper, is your shop for rent?"

"Get lost, are you cursing me...?"

.............

"Shopkeeper, is your shop for rent?"

Finally, after being pursued by more than ten companies, Chu Chen finally saw a smile on his face.

"Young man, are you going to take over this shop?"

This is a small restaurant with two floors. The first floor is for entertaining guests, and the second floor is for accommodation. It is not very big, only about one or two hundred square meters.

In modern terms, this is a fast food restaurant.

What attracted Chu Chen the most was the small courtyard in the back, with a well inside.

In the end, Chu Chen spent thirty-eight taels of silver to rent the shop for five years, paying in full at once.

This price is very good, even a bit low.

Holding the lease, Chu Chen headed straight for the mud-picking workshop. The things he needed should be ready by now, judging by the time it was ready.

As expected, Taonifang did not disappoint Chu Chen. The product it produced was exactly the kind of equipment he had seen in rural areas during the 1980s and 90s for making rice wine.

After the oxcart brought the equipment back to the courtyard, Chu Chen began assembling it by himself.

It wasn't until noon that the two stoves were finished.

At that moment, Fat Tiger also returned with a cart full of rice wine.

When Chu Chen scooped it up, he saw that the wine was cloudy and contained broken rice grains.

After the two ate a little something, Chu Chen began teaching Pang Hu how to brew wine in the afternoon.

To save time and make money quickly, Chu Chen directly bought pre-fermented liquor from others for distillation, which would be faster.

Moreover, who knows how long one can protect their brewing techniques?

After all, he currently has no foundation.

"Brother Chen, is this all it takes to make that incredibly fragrant, strong liquor you described?"

Fat Tiger was somewhat incredulous. Chu Chen didn't offer much explanation, but simply instructed him on what to do.

Pour rice wine into a pot, light a fire underneath, and use a hollowed-out palm tree as a connector to connect it to another water tank filled with cold water.

The water tank has two layers. One layer is filled with water, and the inner layer is used to cool the steam from the brewing of wine, allowing it to condense and flow out from the bottom.

This set of equipment is all too common in rural areas of modern society.

In those days, almost every household had it, mainly for things like distilled sweet potato wine.

An hour later, a strong aroma of wine wafted out, making Fat Tiger's mouth water.

Fortunately, their courtyard was secluded; otherwise, who knows how many people would have come to watch, drawn by the aroma of the wine.

For three whole days, Chu Chen and Fatty Tiger stayed in the courtyard, distilling liquor.

After the rice wine is distilled twice, although the amount of alcohol is reduced, the alcohol content, aroma, and clarity are greatly increased.

"Fat Tiger, go out and buy more alcohol. Buy it from multiple places, and only a little bit from each place."

Fat Tiger nodded in understanding. He wasn't stupid; he knew very well the value of these things.

If others find out, it could bring them both to their deaths.

"Don't worry, Fat Tiger understands the reasoning behind this."

After saying this, he drove the oxcart back onto the main street, and returned in the evening.

The next day, they continued to brew wine.

Ten days later, the two looked wearily at another room in the courtyard, which was filled with more than twenty jars of wine, each weighing three or four hundred catties, and laughed out loud.

However, during this period, the major wineries in Seoul were also bustling with activity.

There was no other reason than that a mysterious young master was instigating people to buy wine.

They practically bought out all the wineries.

Chu Chen knew nothing about these things; at this moment, he was classifying the distilled liquor.

If you don't have an instrument to measure alcohol content, then taste it with your mouth.

There are three grades in total. The first grade is a strong liquor with an alcohol content of over 50%.

The second setting, I'd estimate around 38 degrees Celsius.

The third setting is around 20 degrees Celsius.