Chapter 442: : Kinuma Sake, Fuso Bacchus?

In Fusang, Shantao County, a small town surrounded by mountains and surrounded by dozens of small and large wineries.
The complex terrain of Shantao County is one of the most important fruit and agricultural product producing areas of Fuso. In addition, because of its high mountains, the water here is sweet and clear, which is very suitable for winemaking.
However, the most in Shantao County is not the sake brewery, but various fruit wineries, the most of which are wines.
The Baishuang Winery, which mainly focuses on sake, is located in such a place and can grow stronger. Naturally, it has its own advantages. Among them, Kinuma can also be said to have contributed.
In fact, Kinuma did not make his own wine a long time ago, and most of his recently released wines were made by apprentices.
Today, Mu Nu suddenly planned to make wine again, and even called his students back to make everyone wonder when he was overjoyed. For Fusang's sake industry, this is undoubtedly a great event.
There are many apprentices in Kinuma. The oldest is already in his sixties, and the youngest is in his early forties. At this time, he put on overalls, tied his headband, and tried to fight hard.
They have long been masters of the governing party, and many have even started their own wineries, or have been hired by other wineries in the past.
But Master Kinuma shouted ascending, and they let go of their work and ran back.
In the Hoarfrost Distillery, Master Kinuma has an independent brewing studio, which is half the size of an ordinary workshop. At this moment, several students over half a year old are manually shaking a thing like a mill with sweat and sweat. .
Sake actually comes from rice wine in the state, but the biggest difference between rice wine and rice wine in the state is that white rice is used to make sake.
The so-called fine white is to grind away all the skins of rice, leaving only the crystal heart of rice.
Because of this, sake is very clear and different from the yellow rice wine in the state-and it has lost a lot of flavor.
Normally brewed sake, it should be refined to about 75%, and some high-end sake will be refined to 35%. Now Master Munuma's requirements can be called abnormal, and these rice should be refined to 8%!
And this process is completely done by hand, each of which is a master winemaker.
The white rice was originally whitened to only a little rice residue, and then the apprentices, glaring at their dim old eyes, carefully selected it.
After weighing thousands of pounds of white rice, only tens of pounds were left in the end. This is the raw material for this winemaking.
Before the rice is finished white, someone ran in sweating and reported there: "The snow water taken from the top of the mountain has been melted and filtered ..."
While these people were sweating and busy, Takeda was shrinking in her office and called Zhuang not far: "Yes, Master Munuma is making wine. Would you like to see it? But ... uh, well, let me open the door for you . "
Takeda came to the gate, instructed a companion to talk to the security guard, distracted him, and then he walked quietly to the door.
"No need." Zhuang not far from the phone, and then Zhu Tian heard the sound of two beeps around him, the weight of the floor falling, and he turned his head to see three pounds and four pounds, one from the wall. Leaping in, San Jin was sitting alone on his shoulder, not Zhuang not far.
"Where do they make wine?" San Jin asked in a sigh of breath.
Every time he saw three catties, Takeda was afraid to tremble in his eyes, and he quickly pointed in the direction of the plant.
He grabbed him by two or two, and walked towards the workshop with him.
This brewery's workshop is similar to other workshops. There are some very high windows. At this time, the windows are half open, and the sound of Munum shouting faintly appears from the inside.
"Master Kinuma is losing his temper ..." Takeda knew that his role was to translate, obediently.
Sitting on San Jin's shoulder, Zhuang not far away, lying on the window and looking inward, he saw the apprentices of Kinuma who were taking dozens of pounds of polished rice out of the steamer.
"Master, this is our research institute. According to your instructions, breed and isolate and rematch the strain!" A person who looked like a technician sent a sealed bottle respectfully.
Kinuma took it over carefully, poured the strain into the cooled rice, and stirred gently.
He is old, and stirring a few tens of pounds of rice is also a personal effort. He sweats like rain after a while, but it does not take long to stir. After five minutes, he greets his disciples: "Go, pour in Inside the heating bottle ... "
The heating bottle is a kind of hot bucket. In the traditional process, it is necessary to stir and ferment until the yeast multiplies.
The disciples looked at each other. This step was a traditional song making. It usually took at least two or three days. This was only five minutes. Is the master confused?
"Master ..." Several apprentices looked at each other.
Kinuma said arrogantly: "I have recently invented a new way of making wine, and you should do it according to my order!"
"Yes ..." Several apprentices did not dare to ask more, and quickly acted as ordered.
After putting the stirred white rice in the heating bottle for a few minutes, a sweet smell suddenly floated out.
Masses of Aspergillus are rapidly emerging, covering the entire rice bucket.
The apprentices stayed: "How so fast!"
"Master, what are you doing?"
"Master, this is a miracle! How could it be so fast!"
Munuma must smile: "This is the skill I have worked hard over the years, and you can witness the miracle later."
"Don't make a fuss! Cheeky!" Zhuang not fart away, this is the rapid fermentation of strains, as his credit?
"Zhuang owner, I'll go and tear him up!" Sanjin looked at Zhuang not far away and licked his lips.
"No rush, no rush, he can't succeed this time." Zhuang Buyuan laughed.
Even if you get the strains of the manor, no matter how you reproduce and reproduce, you won't be able to achieve the magical effect 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 floated out, I didn't use it for a long time. The wooden frown came to the barrel and looked in, and I saw that there was a white Aspergillus oryzae just now, and there was a large piece Large black, cyan spots.
Other molds have also begun to multiply in wine.
"Big ... Master, what can I do?" Several apprentices first saw the black mildew and were anxious.
Say good miracles?
When Kinuma saw the black mold, he suddenly became angry, kicked him, and flipped the hot bucket directly, angrily: "A bunch of stupid people must have been mixed with mold when you steamed rice before! Bastard! Bastard! ! "
Facing the angered Kinuma, the apprentices did not dare to say a word, but just kneeled on the ground and packed up the ground.
Outside the window, Zhuang not far almost burst out laughing. What about the self-confidence?
However, Kinuma was not a person who gave up easily. Next, he prepared another time for the disciples to sweat and re-refine the white rice and steam the rice. After a round, several hours passed.
Zhuang not waited impatiently for a long time, and almost fell asleep, and saw Mu Neng brought a jar again and poured the strain inside.
After a few seconds, the sweet scent reappeared, but don't think about it. Within ten minutes, large black mold spots appeared again.
"Miscellaneous! Miscellaneous!" Kinuma slammed the rice angrily, then stepped on it fiercely, almost slipping, and the technician who breeded the strain immediately supported him, but was slapped by his backhand "Bastard! What did you breed my strain!"
The technician hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, and then kneeled down to beg for mercy.
"You idiots, it's useless! I'm here this time!" Kinuma screamed.
The apprentices bowed their heads and did not dare to speak, for fear of offending Munuma.
Mugengas hummed and prepared a small portion of rice, at most two kilograms. Several apprentices wanted to help, but he was stubborn and angrily driven away.
Then, not far from Zhuang, Mu Nu quietly pulled out a pack of strains from his pocket, and spilled into the rice without being noticed.
Just ten minutes later, the white-white strain began to grow wantonly.
Kinuma cheerfully said: "It's done! Finally it's done!"
His apprentices stared at Mu Nu, and the small container he held in his hands. In Mu Nu's hands, the polished white rice almost turned into liquid with the naked eye, and the sweet flavor almost made people in his nose. .
Over time, instead of dissipating, the scent became more and more intense, and after a long time, it turned into a short smell of rotten eggs, and then a more intense scent came out.
"It's done! It's done!"
"It really turned out!"
"Master! Master!"
"A miracle! A miracle!"
Kinuma's apprentices are stunned. Is everything in front of them really a miracle?
One by one they burst into tears, and even fell to the ground, chanting "Bacchus" in their mouths.
On the other hand, Mu Nu also possessed his own body, raised the container in his hands, and said loudly, "Thank the of brewing, and thank God for his care, for making such a great wine! I have died in this world of wine. Without regrets! "
And his apprentices were even more enthusiastic, screaming at the death of Bacchus, and the appearance of heavenly protection was like a group of old gods.
Looking at Munum's tears, Zhuang not far and deeply felt what is called "art"!
It turns out that this is the art of so-called winemaking!
Zhuang not far this time really understood what is called routine!
Kinuma summoned his apprentices, in fact, just let them testify, but did not want them to share the slightest honor with himself. He failed to do it for the first two times, and it was not until the last time that he did it all by himself. success.
And, in front of everyone, such a magical success!
And at this moment, he is the living of wine!
Fuso Bacchus!
In the workshop, a few apprentices came to Fusang in trembling, enthusiastically: "Master, these fine wines can be called the treasure of the country. We should build a museum ..."
"No, no, the museum is enough. We should build a wine shrine and offer this wine for admiration."
"The master is simply a of wine on earth!"
"Master, being your disciple is my greatest honor in this life!"
"No ..." Munuma shook his head. "No matter how good the wine is, it's for people to drink. I have already made this kind of wine. From today, I will officially wash my hands in the golden pot. Take me to the tasting party three days later and have a drink with your guests. "
"Grandmaster!"
"Don't persuade me, I'm done!"
Zhuang not far away was shocked, mother, this routine is too deep.
Not only does this wine come out of Zhuang's father's strain, but also hastily invites guests and friends to take ownership of the wine.
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Maybe, he will also take this opportunity to push himself to the throne of the so-called "Fusang Bacchus."
"Mom, I'm going to tear him!" Three pounds of teeth clucked. Is there anyone in this world who is more shameless than our fallen dragon?
Zhuang not far also wanted to tear him.
But just tore him, wouldn't it be too cheap for him?
Such a person, you will not let him fall into disrepute and stink for thousands of years, can not calm down the hatred of Zhuang not far from the heart!
Kill him? There are a hundred ways around Zhuang.
But Zhuang not far wants to kill all his people and his reputation!
Zhuang not far frowned gradually, then gradually relaxed again.
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