Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 388 - 290: The Fermentation Movement!

Zhao Yi grabbed the scruff of the little pest’s neck and threw her out directly.

If this fellow were allowed to relay messages, the Golden-haired Monkey and the Gold Behemoth would definitely end up fighting.

"You don’t need to teach him step by step."

Zhao Yi knew that the little monkey Xiao Jin could understand him, so he said directly, "Just follow your usual brewing process once, and he’ll learn by watching."

The Gold Behemoth is actually not stupid.

Its tall stature is a manifestation of the golden bloodline, a symbol of the Behemoth Race’s power, which doesn’t mean all Behemoths are just big lumps.

If the Gold Behemoth were truly just a big lump, it wouldn’t have become the king in the Beastman World.

Once the little pest was thrown out, she quickly ran back in.

The little pest had previously stolen Xiao Jin’s Monkey Wine, and Xiao Jin ignored her for days until she promised to help brew a new batch, temporarily setting the matter aside.

Later, when they arrived in the New World, the grain was never enough, and most people had to rely on Spirit Fruits to satiate their hunger daily, making it impossible to let Xiao Jin brew wine.

Thus, the matter of brewing wine was delayed.

It was not until the recent great harvest in the New World that the little pest remembered the brewing matter and went to ask Xiao Jin if the grain could be used for brewing, and of course, the answer was yes.

But there was a problem.

The grain harvested in the New World was simply too large.

Not to mention the largest corn almost as long as a person, even ordinary rice stalks Xiao Jin couldn’t carry more than two handfuls.

Xiao Jin had to seek help from the little pest, who was busy refining Spiritual Energy, so she’d directed him to Zhao Yi.

That’s when Zhao Yi remembered that excess grain could be used for brewing, so he assigned the Gold Behemoth to assist Xiao Jin.

However, what puzzled Zhao Yi was that he remembered brewing wine to be quite fast, but days had passed, and Xiao Jin still hadn’t brought over the first batch of brewed wine.

Zhao Yi thought Xiao Jin might have gotten drunk from sneaking sips, so he brought Ancestor Zhao Xuan along, planning to taste the wine on the spot.

And then there was the scene just now.

Looking at the unknown mush in the stone pot, Zhao Yi couldn’t connect it to anything resembling wine dregs.

No doubt about it, Xiao Jin had definitely failed to brew a single batch of wine these past few days.

The brewing attempt was an outright failure.

What caught Zhao Yi off guard was, he had considered many potential issues in brewing, like not having suitable fermenting agents or insufficient potency for producing strong liquor.

But he had never thought that the failure in brewing was due to the Gold Behemoth and the monkey not understanding each other’s language.

The little pest seemed about to speak, but Zhao Yi grabbed her up again and ignored her struggling like a dog paddle, saying to Xiao Jin, "Just demonstrate once as I said before, nothing else matters."

The Golden-haired Monkey, upon hearing this, moved its eyes around doubtingly, clearly not quite convinced by Zhao Yi’s words.

In the past two days, it had explained countless times to the big lump beside it, but this big lump had a pig’s brain and couldn’t understand at all.

If doing it once would teach the big lump, it might as well eat the pot.

Though skeptical, the Golden-haired Monkey didn’t hesitate.

Though small in size, it’s as clever as can be, knowing precisely how to act depending on circumstances.

Ever since they’d left West Mountain, all those exotic beasts have been living off Zhao Yi’s hospitality, he is their benefactor, and his wishes must be honored.

Then, Xiao Jin found a small pot from somewhere, skillfully started a fire, poured water, cooked the sorghum...

Because the success rate of brewing was uncertain, Zhao Yi didn’t let Xiao Jin brew directly with grain but rather decided to experiment with sorghum first.

The sorghum seeds were brought from the Cultivation World, and planted in the New World, showed a bountiful yield.

Zhao Yi sent people to purchase some, originally intending to play with a few hundred pounds, but the farmer planting the sorghum ended up delivering over ten thousand pounds.

Not only was it free, but he constantly said to ask for more if it wasn’t enough, and he’d send more.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi found himself at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Since relocating to the New World, many things that were familiar became upended.

Such as food supply.

Although the army of the Great Xia Dynasty was powerful, in reality, the living environment for ordinary people in the Cultivation World wasn’t good.

After all, no matter how powerful the Great Xia army was, it couldn’t kill all the beasts.

The reproductive capabilities of beasts far surpassed that of humans.

Just a little inattention, and the results of the army’s extermination efforts would come to naught.

The army’s role was merely to intimidate the beasts, preventing them from casually harming civilians. However, stealthy attacks by the beasts on the civilians’ crops were beyond the army’s control and couldn’t be managed.

It’s not as if they could guard the fields day and night?

Even if they wanted to, it’s not something that could be managed.

Too few people couldn’t fight against the beasts; too many people would greatly increase the consumption.

No one precisely knew how vast the lands of the Great Xia Dynasty were, not even the Ministry of Industry had measured them thoroughly.

How many recruits would be needed for the army?

Therefore, many farmers would work hard in the fields for a year only to find they barely had enough to eat compared to what was wasted by the beasts.

This is why, as soon as Zhao Yi said there were no beasts in the New World, and crops could be grown freely, ordinary people responded most enthusiastically.

They were utterly fed up with those bothersome creatures.

What they didn’t anticipate was, after arriving in the New World, despite there being no beast harm, new problems arose.

The land and environment here were too good!

To the point that grain couldn’t be stored for long periods.

Once mature and harvested and brought home, within a day or two, it would sprout, becoming completely inedible in three to five days. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

These farmers had endured hardships their whole lives, and just as they finally experienced a great harvest, days later the grain went bad, some people were so heartbroken they nearly hanged themselves.

Anyone who could consume their grain became their most cherished guest.

Taotie ended up stuffed to bursting from this force-feeding!

Zhao Yi was aware of this issue too but initially couldn’t think of a good solution until Xiao Jin approached him, suggesting using excess grain for brewing.

Now, every household in the New World is brewing wine, and from a void perspective, one would see smoke everywhere in the New World, with pollution levels skyrocketing.

Moreover, this effect triggered a chain reaction.

As the nationwide wine brewing movement commenced, the environment in the New World worsened. To balance the environment, Spirit Lake increased its rate of refining the Chaos Qi, boosting the spreading of Spiritual Energy.

While Spiritual Energy increased, the crops on land were already matured, resulting in decreased consumption of Spiritual Energy, leading to more Spiritual Energy dissipating into the void.

The surplus Spiritual Energy in the void kicked off Chaos Storms, with lightning, already frequent, pouring down like raindrops.

On his way over earlier, Zhao Yi saw many people yelling amidst being struck by lightning while simultaneously adding firewood under the stove.

The scene was both comical and painful.

But there’s also good news.

According to Elder Zhao Xiang’s observations, after the wine brewing movement began, the speed at which the New World Barrier was forming greatly increased.

Although Zhao Yi heard this news, he couldn’t be happy.

He’s worried that won’t the Small World Barrier rise before the people are all struck dead?

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