The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"Poisoning?" Cheng Yaojin smashed his mouth, and said such a fragrant wine, what is the connection with poisoning?

Seeing his father's expression of disbelief, Cheng Chubi's whole person was not well. "Father, do you think the child can lie to you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's talk about it for a while, and quickly take out the thing for the old man to take a look."

What else could Cheng Chubi say, but at Cheng Yaojin's urging, he pulled out a wooden box from the couch in the house and took the key to open the lock.

"Fragrant, it's a **** fragrance..." Cheng Yaojin's nose continued to move, his eyes shining like two two-kilowatt square lamps.

From the box, Cheng Chubi took out a porcelain bottle about half a foot high and a volume of about one and a half liters and a half, and placed it on the table carefully.

"These are children. It took seven or eight days to obtain alcohol from more than a hundred catties of wine. Huh? Huh? Huh?"

Suddenly, the porcelain bottle disappeared out of Cheng Chubi's sight, and he heard another bang, which was the sound of the cork being opened.

He suddenly raised his head, saw it, and saw Cheng Yaojin put the porcelain bottle under his nose, intoxicated, and took a deep breath.

"Father!" Cheng Chubi's face turned black. But he didn't dare to do anything with his father, so he could only shout out quickly.

"It's so **** scent, it's so scented." Cheng Yaojin slobbered, and looked at the darkened youngest man in front of him.

Only then did he forcibly resist the urge to take a bite and taste it, and put the porcelain bottle back on the table with a dry smile.

"Father just smell it, don't worry, I'm your father."

If you weren't my father, do you think you can appear here? Cheng Chubi vomited silently in his heart.

If you weren't my son, do you think I could put it back? Cheng Yaojin vomited silently in his heart.

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Cheng Chubi took the porcelain bottle and quickly plugged it back. Cheng Yaojin was unhappy.

"Huh? Why did you put it on again?"

Cheng Chubi explained helplessly.

"This alcohol is easy to evaporate into the air. If it evaporates too much, the degree is not enough, and the disinfection effect will be poor."

"You mean, 100 kilograms of wine, you can only brew so little alcohol, isn't it?" Cheng Yaojin craned his neck and looked at the box.

"There is still half a bottle here, only so much can be made."

Cheng Chubi was a little ashamed. This was an exaggeration. In fact, it was tens of kilograms of wine, but if you didn't talk about it, how could it appear that this alcohol is precious?

"My third child, what are you going to do with this alcohol?" Cheng Chujin sat down, but stared at the porcelain bottle, as if reluctant to move away.

"It can be used for disinfection and debridement, the effect is better than salt water, and it is not as corrosive as lime water."

"Oh... can you take it internally?" Cheng Yaojin touched his beard like a steel pin, smiling as if to say something casually.

Seeing Cheng Yaojin's persistence, Cheng Chubi directly hehehe.

"My boy has never seen anyone who can take medical alcohol internally, although this thing is made from alcohol.

But because the concentration is too high, it will not only burn the intestines and stomach, but also damage the liver. "

Cheng Yaojin had a happy laugh. "This dad understands, didn't you say it all, it's called alcohol.

Why is it so called, isn't it just because it is the essence of wine? Right……"

"???" Cheng Chubi was forced for a long time, hey, it seems that there is nothing wrong with these words.

"Can the mouth sore be cured?"

"...I haven't studied this." Cheng Chubi continued to be confused.

"Come on, the old man, try it. I have had mouth sores in the past two days, and it's hard to drink alcohol. Try your alcohol..."

While speaking, Cheng Chubi was stunned. He saw that his father could not wait to pick up the porcelain bottle and uncork, and then stretched his neck.

Yes, he heard a grunt. Then, I saw Cheng Yaojin's eyes suddenly staring like bronze bells.

Then he closed it tightly in pain, and the broom brows were all locked together.

Gritting his teeth and pursing his mouth, the flesh on his face began to twist, his expression so terrible that Cheng Chubi was scared.

After a breath of effort. Only then did he see Cheng Yaojin open his mouth and let the boss breathe out a sigh of alcohol. His whole body was as refreshing as he was reborn from a callus.

"This thing, kinky, too **** kinky."

"...Father, can you give it back to me." Cheng Chubi was not well.

Are you really a real father? Why don't you listen to what your son said to you?

"Hahaha, you kid, you're so anxious with your father, well, pay you back."

Cheng Yaojin smiled very kindly, and smashed his mouth again and again with gusto.

"Father feels like he has a red-hot knife. From here, he has been stabbed down and down."

"This thing, take it for disinfection, will it be wasted? Why do I think this thing is particularly powerful in treating aphthous sores."

"..." Cheng Chubi's face became darker and darker. He felt that he could no longer use words to describe his mood at the moment.

Even if it is the avatar of the Internet spray, all you can express is to knock out rows of exclamation points with anger.

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Forget it, the son does not say that the father has passed, the son does not think the mother is ugly...

Cheng Chubi, who was reciting the filial piety of the father's kindness and son, took the porcelain vase, thought about it, and opened the box.

Following Cheng Yaojin's reluctant gaze, he put the porcelain bottle back into the wooden box and locked it.

Don't put it where your father's hand is at your fingertips, or you won't be able to talk about business matters.

Seeing Cheng Chubi's little action with a temper, Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but enjoy. The third child, haha...

However, he still smashed his mouth with some regret. This thing is fragrant and refreshing.

I always feel that there is a strong aroma of wine in my mouth, and the fragrance is still there.

After the hotness from the throat to the intestines passed, it became warm and refreshing that made people feel comfortable and the hairs would stand up.

Seeing that his son was not in a high mood, the kind and generous old father hurriedly chatted about the business.

"Uncle Qin, how much does he have to use for surgery? Here, I'm afraid it's not enough, right?"

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but craned his neck again and glanced at the wooden box with the lid closed.

"This, it should be almost the same, after all, this alcohol has no tools to mass produce.

In addition, this thing consumes too much food, so I used the laboratory method to prepare it. "

While talking, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but sighed. Without glass, he could only buy a few crystal cups as test utensils at a high price.

I bought a lot of porcelain, and after repeated trials and arduous efforts, he successfully prepared a very high-strength spirit, which he named as alcohol.

The important thing is that Cheng Chubi doesn't know how to measure alcohol.

He didn't master this knowledge point, so he could only do so first.

Although he was unable to measure the degree of alcohol, he was able to estimate the degree based on his years of experience in enjoying high-quality alcohol.

The prepared here, although not considered alcohol yet, should have a degree similar to that of Hengshui Laobaigan at 67 degrees.

It must be higher than the degree of 62 degrees Erguotou. This kind of high-grade wine does not meet the alcohol standard, but it can also play a certain role in sterilization and disinfection.

Coupled with the lime water prepared on site, at least the maximum degree of disinfection and sterilization effect can be achieved.

"How can you be like this, you child." Cheng Yaojin slapped Cheng Chubi's shoulder.

The expression is kind, his eyes are doting, and his tone is full of anger.

"???"