It is said that one person has achieved enlightenment and cannibalism, but it is true that Mao Jue moved to Tieshan. Old Taoist Xuankong, the dead old man who helped Mao Jue get nitric acid, also moved over there, and replaced the cannons with a bird gun, and changed from the original three thatched small and broken houses to three large tiled houses.

Even the Sanqing Daozu asked someone to brush the golden body again. When he heard Mao Jue coming, the old guy immediately smiled his old face like a blooming old chrysanthemum, and hurriedly greeted him in person.

"Mr. Mao came to Xiaoguan. Xiaoguan was really born... Wow, what kind of fairy is this? Don't worry! I have worked hard to correct my mind method for decades, and even the blood demon fox spirit that has been practicing for thousands of years will not miss it!"

Poor this old guy has never seen a foreigner in his life. Before he finished speaking, he was shocked by Adrena, who bit the sweet potato behind Mao Jue. He rushed forward and pulled Mao Jue behind him, with his left hand subduing demon seal and his right hand, and his right hand swung open his Taoist robe and shouted.

However, if the old guy didn't have a crying voice in his voice and his thighs were trembling there, he would have the image of a master.

The neat teeth bit into the sweet potato hard, and a few blue veins suddenly appeared on Adrena's smooth forehead. The little Taoist boy who led the way next to him also showed awkward expression and hurriedly explained awkwardly.

"Master, this is the concubine given to Mr. Mao by Jiangnan salt merchants. He is a Hu man, not a monster!"

"Ah? Hu people!"

In an instant, the firm eyes of the old Taoist Xuankong even shook a little, but immediately, the old guy showed Mao Jue what a thick black royal family meant. His face did not blush and his heart did not beat. Xuankong put away his hand, and then bowed to Mao Jue again and said seriously.

"I just practiced a set of roaring lions, using the righteous spirit to bless myself to achieve the effect of strengthening the body and prolonging life. What does Mr. Mao think?"

The foreign girl had more veins on her forehead, and Mao Jue's mouth was also twitching. After a long time, she hugged her fists in disappointment.

"Xuankong Xianchang is indeed extremely skilled!"

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Mao Jue is a utilitarian. He is willing to give such a large house as Xuankong and divides dozens of acres of temple property to him. The old man naturally has its value. He followed the old man through the first floor of the Sanqing Hall, and in the yard behind him, a smell of unpleasant chemicals suddenly came to his face.

"Oh! God! Venice Silver Mirror!"

Adrena claims to have come from a civilized country and is knowledgeable. She always has a slightly raised corner of her mouth, and is plain and disdainful. But Mao Jue always makes her lose her composure. She screamed in surprise, and before the old Taoist Xuankong could lead the way, the girl had already entered the wing room to the west.

There was also a big chimney on the window of this room, whirling black smoke. From time to time, Taoist boys brought the coal surface, yellow mud and good luck outside into the outside. A huge distilled pot was burned by the stove and his butt was red. On the table, several Taoist boys were seriously holding brushes and didn't know what to brush. Facing the walls of the corridor of the room, Adrena's little mouth opened in an O-shaped shape in surprise.

It turned out that Mao Jue's mirror workshop was moved here. In the corridor, more than a dozen silver mirrors were hung on the wall to complete the reaction. The finished mirror was framed. Her little face was just divided into several mirrors, and the mirror wall was completely revealed.

"This is a secret that the Republic of Venice has not been passed down! The secret recipe that the Dharma King has not yet obtained even if he puts pressure on Venice four times. How did you get it?"

The mirror is not only crazy about the East during the same time, but also the West is also fanatical about chasing fruits with the Apple fans, and it seems that countless noble women are crazy enough to even betray their bodies and empty the last franc in their lover's pockets.

This madness means a steady stream of money. Mao Jue doesn't know about this girl's origins until now, but seeing her surprised and golden look, she obviously has seen her before but never seen her.

Unfortunately, even though Adrena was so shocked that she even forgot about her respectful title, Mao Jue still shook his head listlessly, and said that old saying that was understatement.

“Ask God to go!”

"Stingy!"

Seeing this guy shakingly following the old Taoist Xuankong toward the Sanjinyuan yard, the girl was so angry that she chewed her neat teeth and clattered. She didn't even care about Mao Jue's words of making a fortune. She rushed into the mirror hall again angrily. The eagle stared at the movements of the Taoist boys as if they were catching mice, and she refused to let go of her eyes with great bitterness.

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The entire Tieshan Town has occupied too much energy for Mao Jue, so he doesn't care about producing mirrors himself. Anyway, a group of Taoist boys are idle every day and have nothing to do, so they just throw the work of producing nitric acid and silver mirror reaction here. Anyway, Taoist priests are usually isolated from the world and are in their own military fort, so they are not afraid of losing them.

However, Mao Jue was still on guard against it, and the production of glass was still placed on Pi Island, so He Siyong and Wenyuan Pavilion were responsible. In this way, even if they knew the reaction of the Silver Mirror, these Taoists would still not be able to make a mirror.

The protagonist of today is not just a mirror, but turned around at the entrance of the mirror workshop and walked along the courtyard atrium, and several people entered the third entry again.

This was directly against the city wall, and there was another room that looked like an alchemy room. However, this time the alchemy tripod was replaced by a stove, and there was a pile of steamer piled in the corner of the wall. The distillation country made of iron was hanging down. The two little Taoist boys had already fanned the air and lit the fire in the stove. The coal was burning red, emitting a strong heat, and the hot faces were red.

As Mao Jue entered the house and was about to do serious business, Master Xuan Kong became extremely serious like a fanatical chemist, pointing to the steamer in the corner of the wall and arched his fist to Mao Jue.

"Master Mao, the time has been improved. I have been thinking about the steps for a long time in the past two days. As long as I expect it, I can put it in the cage."

"Liu Chong!"

The steamer in front was covered with a layer of cage cloth. Seeing the Taoist boy ready to go, Mao Jue tilted his head directly behind him. Liu Chong, who was a coolie, and two other personal soldiers carried more than 100 kilograms of corn flour in a bag and moved it over.

It was really easy to use. Several Taoist boys poured corn flour into the steamer, and then poured water upwards with buckets. Each layer of the steamer opened the corn flour and became soft. Old Taoist Xuankong watched by himself, and he decided how much water was added. Every time the Taoist nodded, several Taoist boys would stop adding water and put the kneaded corn flour into the cage, two stoves and twenty-layer cages, and were quickly filled with more than one hundred kilograms of corn flour.

The fire was already hot, and the steam was even hotter. Xuankong wanted to invite Mao Jue to drink tea and wait in the room, but this matter was very important to Mao Jue. He stubbornly shook his head, and had no choice but to sit there with a bench.

In a blink of an eye, more than an hour passed. If you want to say that human realm is really different, Mao Jue was in a lot of trouble. Sitting here seemed like a sauna, making him restless. After a while, he stood up and walked around in circles. The sweat beads on his forehead were like streams, which made the collar of the cotton armor soaked.

On the other hand, this old Taoist Xuankong, except for his old face, which was a little whiter and tenderer, was so fumigated by steam, he kept going calmly. No wonder the old guy is over seventy years old and is still so tough. His mood is not comparable to that of a restless young man like Mao Jue.

During this period, Xuankong went to the steamer to investigate several times, added water again, and finally until the corn flour inside was completely cooked, as sticky and soft as chestnut cake, it was then taken off the steamer and opened the cage to dry.

"how?"

Seeing the old man chasing the cooked cornmeal with two fingers, his brows frowned and his face was intoxicated again, Mao Jue was really worried about being caught and couldn't help but ask in a hurry.

"According to my years of experience, it should be possible!"

Taking a deep breath, Mao Jue was a little annoyed and laughed and cried. He pretended to be deep and enchanted people's appetite. Could it be that these common problems of masters?

The Taoist boys hung the cornmeal on and cooled down. The old Taoist Xuankong returned to his inner room and then took the jar back like a treasure. As soon as he opened it, a strong smell of wine came to his nose. But at this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew at the door, and someone pushed open the door tightly.

"Close it quickly. If the material is frozen, you can't put it in!"

It is rare that the old man was uneasy. Adrena, who was so panicked that she pushed the door in and turned around and pushed the door heavily closed. Just now, the girl had been lying in the mirror workshop, watching the Taoist boys brushing the rice soup evenly on the back of the glass coated with silver nitrate until a half-person-high coat mirror was completed and waiting for the sun to dry, the girl didn't see any secret.

No wonder, except for the old Taoist Xuankong who refined nitric acid, even the little Taoist boys didn't know what they were doing. It would be strange if Adrena could see clearly, but she didn't have any gains at all. She just ate the dried sweet potato in her arms. At this time, she changed into a round mirror. This treasure that even exceeded her human body became the spoil of this girl.

After being taken by Mao Jue's vicious look, he also sniffed heavily. He held the mirror tightly with his little hand, but Adrena couldn't help but look disdainful on her face, and her little mouth pouted to the side.

"Isn't it just brewing wine? As for how mysterious it is?"

This girl started to be cute again, but Mao Jue didn't care about her at all. She still watched Lao Dao Xuankong stir the wine chorus in the jar and the corn flour evenly, put it into the prepared large jar, and finally moved the jar to the hot kang. Mao Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

The resources in his hand are the most expensive, but when the number of them is on the market, the price will be reduced, and glass products are similar. Moreover, these two are not commodities. Luxury goods are almost the same these days, and only the wealthy class can buy them, and the markets that are destined to be opened will not be opened.

Ginseng, mink, deer antler, etc. are similar, and Mao Jue cannot monopolize these things. Shanxi Jin merchants who walk on the grassland every year, as well as officials and businessmen in the capital, will also smuggle a considerable scale from Liaodong. The most important thing is that this thing is not a civilian industry. It is greatly affected by the war and cannot drive the economic development of Tieshan.

But once corn winemaking is successful, it will be a unique local industry. It is easy to use. The corn planted all over the mountains and fields can be used to make wine. The market is very wide. After all, there are a lot of men who are good at this. It can be seen from the two big wine bags Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming. If the situation is really opened up, Mao Jue will not have to worry about military spending.

However, he specialized in his profession. Mao Jue studied machinery, worked in a shipyard, and played in a glass shop. However, he had never brewed wine. Later, the Northeast Xiaoshao was very famous. He only knew how to drink it, but he didn't know how this thing came about and how to make corn into wine. He was really disgusted.

Fortunately, there is an expert in brewing wine around him. Although Xuan Kong is a Taoist priest and a monk, he believes in the righteous school. He does not taboo meat and fish like Buddhism. He is not allowed to get married. The old man also had a romantic history back then. Moreover, the old man paid great attention to health preservation and could make wine by himself. He also used ginseng and deer antlers to make medicinal wine. Mao Jue once received his ginseng and turtle wine.

This time, it depends on him whether he can turn corn into wine. The old guy directed the next bag of corn flour to the steamer. He was full of hope. Mao Jue once again slipped in front of the wine jar and looked inside, wishing he could produce wine now.
Chapter completed!