MTL - Cosma Empire-Chapter 7 Distilled spirits

"Haven't you come out yet?" Graff's eyes were red and bloody, which was like a big bet to him, betting on his entire worth.

He is one of the very few porters who can actually make money as a porter at the station. His monthly salary is between 11 and 12 yuan, which is because everyone is fast. If the number of porters is reduced, the money he can earn will increase further.

This time under Du Lin's careful explanation, he took out all his savings—forty-one yuan, as the “start-up fund” for his and Du Lin's career. According to the agreement between him and Dulin, if he successfully converted low-alcohol wine into high-alcohol wine, he would take 40% of the profits from selling high-alcohol wine as his own benefit. Du Lin did not have any objections to this. At first, he intended to give Graf a 50% profit.

But when this guy opened his mouth, it was reduced by 10%. Even Du Lin knew that he should close his wide mouth.

With Graf's forty-one dollars, he soon had everything he needed in his memory. A small iron barrel for boiling low-alcohol, a lid with a tube. The tube was turned from another bucket full of water, protruding from the bottom, followed by a glass basin. These things didn't cost much money, they were all done in four yuan. If it wasn't for the blacksmith to put a tube on the lid and fill the gap between the barrel and the tube, then three or seven or eight would be available.

The place where really spends a lot of money is the boxes of light wine, sugar, glass bottles and the house where they are now. These things are the big heads that consume a lot of startup capital, and they are the big ones that can't be saved.

After taking two days off, two people have been in this small room. Graf was very vigilant and covered all the doors and windows with curtains. It turned out that this was the most stupid way to lead the room. The taste is not very good.

As the low-alcohol in the small iron pot began to make a rumbling gurgling sound, Du Lin pressed a few stones against the lid, reached out and touched the tube, and immediately bounced off, a little hot. When the first drop of liquid dripped from the other end of the tube, Graff almost rushed to hold the glass basin in his arms. More and more liquid dripped out of the tube, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Graff's trembling hands in the depths were stained with the liquid on the bottom of the glass basin and stuffed into his mouth.

Du Lin swallowed a spit, and his shaving throat hurt. He had been desperate for the past two days. At this time, he seemed nervous to be able to hear his heart beating. If it succeeds, it's okay, but if it fails, he will feel guilty, after all, Graf took out all he had to continue to do it!

I watched Graf close his eyes, his features were crowded together, his body began to tremble, and Doolin's brain was blank, failed? He gave a sigh of disappointment and was about to put out the fire, but Graf suddenly shouted OK!

He ecstatically lowered the glass basin and held Du Lin in his arms, holding it firmly and spinning, his mind filled with joy. Before meeting Du Lin, he didn't know that cheap low-alcohol could turn into expensive high-alcohol. If he had known that he could play this way, he would still work hard at the station? Thank God, thank you for sending me this bastard!

He looked at Du Lin with a bright face, "If you are a girl, I will marry you now."

"I think my ribs may be broken!"

When Graff froze, he let Du Lin down immediately. He knew that he had great strength, but when he looked at Du Lin again, Du Lin also rubbed his arms and looked at him. Sparks of excitement and joy flashed in their eyes, and then they laughed loudly and happily.

This laughter didn't last long, and the sound of dongdongdong knocking on the floor came from upstairs. A woman with a sharp voice was faintly screaming, "Don't let you rest? Damn guy, deserve to rent a house for your whole life! "

The two of them stunned, stopped the laughter, but did not feel a little unhappy because of the complaints and curses of the woman upstairs. They went back to the rudimentary distillation equipment again, and watched a small bowl with a faint amber liquid emitting a gas that was not very smelly, but they were both obsessed with it. This is not a high alcohol at all, this is money!

Du Lin's heartbeat is faster now, and he is a little bit dry. He knows that he has actually violated the laws of the Empire, but he doesn't know why, but he doesn't have the slightest fear, but feels extra excited and excited! If it wasn't for avoiding attention, he wished to open the window and sing loudly to vent his joy.

"When are we going to burn?" Graf watched as the water dripping from the tube was getting less and less, and he asked with a tilted head as he slowed.

Du Lin wasn't clear. He hesitated for a while and thought, "Should it take a while? Let's pack these up and see how many bottles we can fill!" As soon as he finished, the two started to work together and cooperate. , Pour the wine in the glass basin into their prepared bottles, looking at two filled bottles and one filled with six or seven points, the two eyes are no longer excited, replaced by one A deep suspicion!

They did this experiment with three bottles of low-alcohol just now, but three bottles of high-alcohol came out.

Graff picked up the dissatisfied bottle and drank it, then spit it out, "Well, why is it so bitter? The taste is wrong, and the degree is not high!"

Du Lin immediately turned around and opened the small iron pot, only to see that there was a layer of scorched yellow and bubbling sticky stuff rolling under the fire. He picked up a small wooden branch, picked it a little, and blew it into his mouth. A strong scent and sweetness made his brain hurt. He patted his head violently, only to realize at this time that the first wine must be high alcohol, but then even the water passed by, leaving only those things that could not evaporate.

Such as sugar in wine, and some spices.

Now that you know why, the next thing is a lot simpler. He scraped out the scorched black in the small iron barrel, then poured the low-alcohol into it again, and distilled again. When Mo had a bottle or so, he immediately changed a vessel. The two tasted the taste in the glass basin. This time it was not only bitter but also spicy. He added the browned black syrup-like things that he had scraped out a little bit, and continued to try, and finally made a high-grade wine that Graf considered to be full marks.

"I think we're ready to sell!", Graf couldn't help but take another sip, and God testified, UU reading www.uukanshu.com. He has never drank such a high-alcoholic drink so happily. . The hot liquid went into the belly, but it warmed up, and he liked the hot taste, just like he added chili noodles to cigarettes.

Du Lin doesn't think so, "We should investigate the price and taste of most high-end wines on the market, and then improve them as much as possible, make our characteristics and then sell them. Products that are different from ordinary brands in the market can be quickly To build a better reputation and value for us! "

Graff was already a bit smoky, he pressed his ears with his little thumb, and asked, "So can we make more money?"

Du Lin nodded vigorously, "Yes, you can make more and more money!"

Graff suddenly laughed, slap on Du Lin's shoulder, slap a few steps and almost fell. God, Durin's body is already strong enough, but it is not as good as Graff. Sometimes Du Lin really wondered if this guy had a 曜 crystal warehouse in his body? Is he actually a machine in human skin? Otherwise, where did he get so much energy from?

But soon the two faced another dilemma-they had no money!

格拉 According to Graf's idea, first take out these distilled high-alcohol wines for a little money, and then use these money to buy some popular high-alcohol wines for tasting, but Du Lin has different opinions. In the absence of preparations, they rashly intervened in an industry that was illegal in itself. It is definitely not something smart people can do, and there may be a shout like something like a crazy donkey running out.

And how to run this business that can make a lot of money will take some planning.

The two had to return to the station again, waiting for the day of salary at the end of the month.