bayedsolid Chapter 92 Successful Alcohol Production
Chapter 92 Successful Alcohol Production
While Steward Liu and his men were busy building the academy, the alcohol fermentation had finished, and the wooden barrels were beginning to emit the smell of alcohol. Ying Wuyou's face lit up with joy.
"Great!" Ying Wuyou said excitedly, "Now we can move on to the next step!" She knew that as long as it was distilled, she could get alcohol with a higher purity.
Ying Wuyou found several large bronze cauldrons and poured the fermented wine into them. Then, she added some water to the cauldrons and lit the stove.
Flames licked at the bottom of the pot, and the liquid inside gradually heated up. Ying Wuyou carefully adjusted the heat to ensure the temperature was just right.
As the temperature rose, steam began to rise. Ying Wuyou used a long copper pipe to guide the steam into a cooling device, causing it to condense into liquid.
After a period of waiting, finally, the first drop of pure alcohol dripped from the cooling device, followed by a steady stream of alcohol. A flicker of joy flashed in Ying Wuyou's eyes; she had succeeded!
Next, Ying Wuyou continued distillation, constantly collecting pure alcohol.
Looking at the several vats full of high-concentration liquor, Ying Wuyou felt a great sense of accomplishment.
However, this is far from enough to purify the liquor into usable alcohol. The high-concentration liquor needs to be repeatedly distilled. Only in this way can a higher purity alcohol be obtained. When she smelled the pungent alcohol odor, Ying Wuyou thought, "It should be about time, right?" As she thought this, she looked at the small amount of alcohol distilled from the large quantity of liquor before her, and couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache for the wasted liquor.
However, considering the importance of the alcohol, Ying Wuyou quickly felt relieved. Looking at the alcohol before her, to ensure safety and prevent accidents such as fires, she had a completely sealed container made to store it. This container would not only effectively prevent external ignition sources from entering, but also ensure that the alcohol inside would not ignite or explode upon contact with air.
After completing these preparations, Ying Wuyou felt relieved and took the alcohol he had carefully refined to the courtyard where Xu Fu was, and had someone invite a doctor to treat Xu Fu.
Seeing Xu Fu lying on the bed, growing increasingly weak, Ying Wuyou was truly afraid that he would die. A moment later, Steward Liu brought in a doctor. Without time for formalities, Ying Wuyou took a small bottle of alcohol and said to the doctor, "Doctor, this is alcohol. It has disinfecting and sterilizing effects. Please use it to clean Xu Fu's wounds."
The doctor looked at the bottle in Ying Wuyou's hand, took it, and smelled it. It had a pungent smell of alcohol. The doctor asked doubtfully, "Is this alright? I have been practicing medicine for over thirty years and have never heard of alcohol before. I wonder where this young lady came from?"
Ying Wuyou said, "Doctor, don't worry about where I got this alcohol from, it's definitely effective. Any later and I don't think this person will be able to hold on."
The doctor glanced at Xu Fu, whose face was almost bloodless, nodded, and said, "Well, let's try anything, even if it seems hopeless." Ying Wuyou was kicked out once again.
Knowing that the alcohol wouldn't take effect anytime soon, Ying Wuyou left the manor and returned to the palace.
Ying Wuyou clutched a jar of wine tightly in his arms, followed by two guards, each carrying a jar. The group hurried to Zhangtai Palace. The guards at the entrance spotted Ying Wuyou from afar and rushed inside to report. Soon after, Ying Wuyou strode into Zhangtai Palace.
The King of Qin sat in the palace, engrossed in handling state affairs. Hearing footsteps, he looked up and immediately saw Ying Wuyou. He put down the memorial in his hand, smiled, and asked, "Jiayang, you've come! What are you carrying?"
Ying Wuyou replied with a smile, "Father, I'm carrying wine!"
The King of Qin looked at the wine jar in Ying Wuyou's arms with some curiosity, then looked at the two guards behind Ying Wuyou and asked in confusion, "What are those two carrying?"
Ying Wuyou proudly explained, "Father, those two are holding alcohol."
The King of Qin asked curiously, "What is alcohol?"
Ying Wuyou walked to the King of Qin's side and said, "Father, please try this. This is wine that I brewed." With that, she opened the wine jar and poured the liquid into an empty bowl. She picked up the bowl and handed it to the King of Qin.
At this moment, a young eunuch trotted over, picked up the bowl Ying Wuyou handed him, and gulped down a mouthful like a cow. Instantly, his face turned red, and seeing the young eunuch's reaction, everyone was startled, like frightened birds.
Ying Wuyou inwardly cried out in alarm, knowing this was going to cause a misunderstanding. He quickly explained, "This is strong liquor, you drank it too fast." The little eunuch nodded hurriedly, then coughed violently a few times before suddenly kneeling down on the ground with a thud. He said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, please spare me! This servant has been disrespectful in front of the palace. This servant did not mean to do so."
Ying Wuyou shook her head helplessly. She really hadn't expected the little eunuch to be so agitated, taking a huge gulp of wine like a hungry tiger, and then ending up in this disheveled state. However, she understood that this wasn't the time to assign blame, so she quickly said to the King of Qin, "Father, this isn't the little eunuch's fault. It was my failure to warn him beforehand that caused the misunderstanding. Please, Father, don't punish him."
The King of Qin waved his hand and said, "Enough, enough, I don't blame you. Get up!" Upon hearing this, the little eunuch stood up as if he had been granted a pardon, and lowered his head like an ostrich, not daring to look at Ying Wuyou again.
Looking at him, Ying Wuyou couldn't help but find it amusing, yet she also felt a pang of pity for him. She thought to herself, "These people live on thin ice in the palace; the slightest mistake can lead to punishment." With that in mind, Ying Wuyou decided to show them more care in the future, for they were all innocent people caught in the crossfire.
Ying Wuyou poured another bowl for the King of Qin. The King of Qin took the bowl, took a small sip, and immediately frowned. "This taste... why is it so strong?"
Ying Wuyou said with a smile, "This is high-proof liquor, it's very strong."
The King of Qin nodded and said, "Yes, strong liquor is good, it's very satisfying to drink."
Ying Wuyou said seriously, "Alcohol, as the name suggests, is the essence of wine, which can only be extracted from this white wine through multiple distillations."
The King of Qin asked curiously, "Then what is the purpose of this alcohol?"
Ying Wuyou smiled and said, "Father, alcohol has many uses. It can be used for disinfection, and if you apply it to wounds, it can also kill bacteria and reduce inflammation. With this, the number of soldiers who die on the battlefield due to wound infections will be greatly reduced."
The King of Qin looked at Ying Wuyou with suspicion, his eyes filled with doubt and doubt. He asked curiously, "Oh? Is it really that effective?" Ying Wuyou smiled confidently, her eyes shining with determination. She replied affirmatively, "Father, you should try it and see for yourself. Alcohol can not only be used for disinfection, but it is also a lifesaver for soldiers suffering from infected wounds!"
Ying Wuyou explained in detail that applying alcohol to wounds could quickly kill bacteria and viruses, preventing the spread of infection. This way, many soldiers who might otherwise have died could receive timely treatment, greatly reducing the mortality rate.
The King of Qin was overjoyed upon hearing this, but such a thing must be verified before it can be used on soldiers.