Chapter 442: Kinuma Brewing, Fuso Wine God?

Fuso, Shantao County, is a small town surrounded by mountains. There are dozens of large and small wineries located in it.

Shantao County has a complex terrain and is one of the most important fruit and agricultural product production areas of Fuso. In addition, because of its numerous high mountains, the water here is sweet and clear, making it very suitable for wine making.

However, the largest number of wineries in Shantao County are actually not sake breweries, but various fruit wineries, the most common of which are wines.

As for the Baishuang Distillery, whose main business is sake, it is located in such a place and has been able to grow. It is naturally outstanding, and Kinuma can also be said to have contributed a lot.

In fact, Kinuma stopped making wine himself a long time ago. Most of the wine he released recently was brewed by his apprentices.

Today, Kinuma suddenly planned to make wine again, and even called his students back, which made everyone feel puzzled and overjoyed. For the sake world of Fuso, this is undoubtedly a grand event.

There are many apprentices in Kinuma, the oldest is over sixty years old, and the youngest is in his early forties. At this time, they all put on work clothes and tied headbands, and looked like they were going to fight with others.

They have all been masters of the government for a long time, and many of them have even opened their own wineries or been hired by other wineries.

But Master Kinuma shouted from above, and they all put down their work and ran back.

Master Kinuma has an independent brewing studio in Baishuang Winery, which is half the size of an ordinary workshop. At this moment, several students over fifty years old are sweating like rain, shaking what looks like a grinder by hand. .

Sake actually comes from the yellow rice wine in the prefecture, but the biggest difference between sake and the yellow rice wine in the prefecture is that the rice used to brew the sake has been refined.

The so-called whitening is to grind off all the outer skin of the rice, leaving only the crystal clear heart.

Because of this, the sake is very clear and has a different color from the yellow rice wine in the state - and it also loses a lot of flavor.

Normally, when brewing sake, the rice must be refined to about 75%, and some high-end sakes may be refined to 35%. But now Master Kinuma’s request is abnormal, and the rice must be refined to 8%!

And this process is completely done by hand, each of which is a master winemaker.

The originally snow-white rice was whitened until only a little bit of rice dregs remained, and then the apprentices, with their dim eyes staring at them, carefully selected it.

Thousands of kilograms of white rice, in the end only a few dozen kilograms were left, which was the raw material for this brewing.

Before the rice here is completely whitened, someone from the other side came in sweating like rain and reported: "The snow water taken from the top of the mountain has been melted and filtered..."

While these people were sweating and busy, Takeda was huddled in his office and called Zhuang Buyuan: "Yes, Master Kinuma is making wine. Do you want to come and have a look? But... uh, okay, I'll open the door for you." .”

When Zhutian arrived at the gate, he first instructed a companion to talk to the security guard to distract him, and then he quietly walked to the gate.

"No need." Zhuang Buyuan said on the phone, and then Zhutian heard two thumps next to him and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. He turned around and saw three kilograms or four taels of weight falling from the wall. Jumping in, there was a person sitting on his three-pound shoulders. Who could it be if it wasn't Zhuang Buyuan?

"Where do they make wine?" Sanjin Weng asked in a loud voice.

Every time he saw Sanjin, Zhutian was so frightened that he trembled in fear. He quickly pointed in the direction of the factory.

Si Liang grabbed him and carried him towards the factory.

This brewing factory is similar to other factories. It has some high windows. At this time, the windows are half open, and the sound of Konuma shouting can be faintly heard from inside.

"Master Kinuma is losing his temper..." Takeda knew that his role was to translate, so he translated obediently.

Zhuang Buyuan sat on Sanjin's shoulders, leaned against the window and looked inside, and saw Kinuma's apprentices taking out dozens of kilograms of polished rice from the steamer.

"Master, this is the strain that our institute has reproduced, isolated, and recombined according to your instructions!" A person who looked like a technician respectfully presented a sealed bottle.

Kinuma took it carefully, poured the strain into the cooled rice, and stirred it gently.

He was older, and stirring dozens of kilograms of rice was a laborious task. He was sweating profusely after a while, but it didn't take too long. After five minutes, he called to his apprentice: "Go, pour everything in." Inside the heating bottle..."

The heating bottle is a kind of hot barrel. In the traditional process, it is stirred and fermented until the yeast multiplies in large numbers.

The apprentices looked at each other in confusion. This step is a traditional song-making process. It usually takes at least two or three days. This is only five minutes. Is the master confused?

"Master..." Several apprentices looked at each other.

Kinuma said proudly: "I recently invented a new way of brewing wine. Just follow my orders!"

"Yes..." The disciples didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly acted according to the order.

A few minutes after putting the stirred polished rice into the heating bottle, a sweet smell suddenly wafted out.

Clumps of Aspergillus mold are growing rapidly, covering the entire rice barrel.

The disciples were stunned: "Why so fast!"

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Master, this is simply a miracle! How could it be so fast!"

Kinuma stroked his beard and smiled: "This is the skill I have worked hard on over the years. You will be able to witness the miracle later."

"What a shame! Shameless!" Zhuang Buyuan curled his lips. Did he take the strain's rapid fermentation as his own credit?

"Master of the village, let me go in and tear him apart!" Sanjin was unhappy when he saw that the village was not far away, and licked his lips and said.

"No rush, no rush, he won't succeed this time." Zhuang Buyuan smiled.

Even if you get the strains from the manor, no matter how you copy or multiply them, you can't achieve the magical effects in the manor. Most of their magical effects come from the power of the blood of time.

Sure enough, after the first wave of sweet fragrance wafted out, there was no movement for a long time. Muzo frowned and walked to the wooden barrel. Looking inside, he saw a large amount of Aspergillus oryzae growing out of the white Aspergillus oryzae just now. Large black and cyan spots.

Other molds have also begun to multiply in wine.

"Master... Master, what should we do?" Several apprentices were the first to see the black mold spots and suddenly became anxious.

What about witnessing the miracle you promised?

When Kinuma saw the black mold, he suddenly became angry and kicked it over, knocking the hot bucket over. He said angrily: "You bunch of idiots, you must have mixed the mold in when you steamed the rice before! Bastard! Bastard!" !”

Facing the furious Kinuma, the disciples did not dare to say a word. They just knelt on the ground and collected the raw materials on the ground.

Outside the window, Zhuang Buyuan almost burst out laughing. Where was that confident look just now?

However, Kinuma was not one to give up easily. Next, he prepared another time and asked his apprentices to sweat profusely to whiten and steam the rice again. After one round, several hours passed.

Zhuang Buyuan had been impatient for a long time and almost fell asleep. Only then did he see Kinuma bring another jar and pour the strain inside.

After a few seconds, the sweet smell returned, but no need to think about it, within ten minutes, large black mold spots appeared inside again.

"Bastard! Bastard!" Kinuma kicked the rice over angrily, then stamped on it a few times, almost slipping. The technician who was breeding strains next to him quickly helped him, but he slapped him with his backhand. : "Asshole! What did you breed my strain into!"

The technician hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, almost kneeling down to beg for mercy.

"You idiots are of no use at all! I will do it myself this time!" Kinuma shouted angrily.

The disciples all lowered their heads and dared not speak for fear of offending Kinuma.

Munuma grunted and prepared a small portion of rice, at most two kilograms. Several of his apprentices wanted to help, but they were all driven away by him stubbornly and angrily.

Then, not far away, Zhuang saw Kinuma quietly taking out a pack of strains from his pocket and spilling it into the rice without anyone noticing.

After less than ten minutes, the snow-white strain began to grow wantonly.

Kinuma happily said: "It's done! It's finally done!"

His disciples stared at Kinuma and the small container he held in dumbfounded eyes. In Kinuma's hands, the polished white rice turned into liquid almost visibly with the naked eye, and the sweet fragrance was so rich that people almost breathed it in through their noses. .

As time went by, instead of dissipating, the fragrance became stronger and stronger. After a long time, it turned into a brief smell of rotten eggs, and then a stronger fragrance spread.

"It's done! It's done!"

"It actually happened!"

"Master! Master!"

"A miracle! A miracle!"

Kinuma's disciples were all stunned. Could everything in front of them really be a miracle?

They all had tears in their eyes and even prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting "Bacchus".

Kinuma, who was also possessed by the drama spirit, raised the container in his hands with both hands and said loudly: "Thank you to the god of brewing, thank God for his blessing, allowing me to brew such a peerless wine! I will die if I have this jar of wine in my life." And no regrets!”

And his disciples were even more fanatical, shouting about the coming of Dionysus and God's protection. They looked like a group of old magicians.

Seeing Kinuma's eyes filled with tears, Zhuang Buyuan deeply felt what "art" is!

It turns out that this is the so-called art of wine making!

Zhuang Buyuan really understood what routines are this time!

Kinuma summoned his apprentices back, but he actually just wanted them to be witnesses, but he didn't want them to share the slightest honor with him. He failed deliberately for the first two times, and until the last time, he brewed them all by himself. success.

Moreover, it was such a miraculous success in front of everyone!

And at this moment, he is the living god of wine coming to the world!

Fuso Dionysus!

In the factory, several apprentices came to Fusang on their knees and said enthusiastically: "Master, this kind of wine is a national treasure. We should build a museum..."

"No, no, the museum is not enough. We should build a Bacchus temple to offer this wine for people to admire."

"The master is simply the god of wine in the world!"

"Master, being your disciple is the greatest honor in my life!"

"No..." Kinuma shook his head, "No matter how good the wine is, it is only for people to drink. I have achieved great success in brewing this kind of wine. From today on, I will officially wash my hands with the golden basin. You will use this jar of wine." Please bring it to the tasting party in three days for me and have a drink with all the distinguished guests."

"Grandmaster!"

"Don't try to persuade me anymore, I've made up my mind!"

Zhuang Buyuan was so shocked when he heard it, damn, this routine is too deep.

Not only did he use Zhuangba's strains to brew this kind of wine, but he also wanted to quickly invite guests and friends to take ownership of the wine.

If he really succeeded, wouldn't it mean that if Father Zhuang made the same type of wine in the future, he would be copying it?

Maybe he will take this opportunity to push himself to the throne of the so-called "Fuso Bacchus".

"Damn it, I'm going to tear him apart!" Sanjin's teeth clenched loudly. Is there anyone in this world who is more shameless than us fallen dragon people?

Zhuang Buyuan also wanted to tear him apart.

But wouldn't it be too easy to just tear him apart?

This kind of person, if you don't let him be ruined and be infamy for thousands of years, you can't calm the hatred in Zhuang Buyuan's heart!

Kill him? Zhuang Buyuan has a hundred ways.

But Zhuang Buyuan even wanted to kill all his people and his reputation!

Zhuang Buyuan's brows gradually wrinkled, and then gradually relaxed.

Don’t you want to gain fame and fame? Do you want to be famous throughout the ages?

I'll make it happen for you!