Rurik was willing to believe that the bottle was distilled alcohol, but the people of this age can already purify pure alcohol?

I saw the two Briton women who were accompanied by Gould ordered, one of them pulled out the cork of a bottle very obediently, and the wine suddenly overflowed!

"The grapes are ripe? Yes, it is indeed wine." Otto was in a good mood. He was a few steps away from Gould, and this time he had smelled the intoxicating aroma.

A pair of small horn cups are placed on the tables of Otto and Rurik, and a bronze base has been added to it. The whole shape is quite beautiful.

The woman cautiously raised the wine bottle, moved to Otto in a humble manner on her knees, and then carefully poured the wine into the glass with her head down.

Her orange-reddish hair drooped down, gently covering her young face.

Otto suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed the woman's chin, so shocked that the wine glass in the woman's hand almost fell.

"Boss! You!" Gould asked in surprise.

"It's a beautiful woman! Gould! You live in a comfortable house, you can eat and drink extravagantly, and you have such a woman to accompany you. You are the richest person living in Roseburg."

"Chief, are you complimenting me? Do you like this woman? I can give her to you."

"No need! I won't be loved." Otto let go of the maid holding the wine and let go of his big hand.

When the woman poured wine to Rurik, Rurik raised his head and saw the sadness in the woman's face.

Gould told the woman to retreat, then raised his glass and complimented: "Great leader, let us toast. In this cold world, we can at least share a glass of sweet and precious wine."

"Then drink it."

Otto raised his glass, without any graceful gestures, he drank a glass of wine just like ordinary drinking. Suddenly, the sweet feeling filled the whole mouth, and the whole person was shaken.

"It's really sweet, even sweeter than mead?! The taste of the wine doesn't seem too strong."

"Do you need a stronger alcohol? You will feel it soon."

Rurik has drunk mead in the past few years, and this is the first time he has tasted wine today. In his opinion, Gould's collection of wine cannot be said to be "extremely sweet" as his father said. To be honest, it is indeed very sweet. This is the value. It is probably like another dimension that can be sold for ten yuan in the supermarket. Money can buy the kind of five hundred milliliters.

As for the alcohol concentration, it definitely does not exceed three degrees.

It is more like a mildly fermented grape juice, the sweet feeling makes people happy.

Immediately afterwards, Gould deliberately showed the glass bottle on the far right, ceremoniously introducing the almost transparent liquid in it.

He looked at the curious Otto with a proud look, and said with great pride: "Great leader, this is the treasure I want to show you. You see, it seems to be water, but in fact it is wine! I don't Knowing what to call it, let's call it the wine of the gods."

"God's wine?" Otto chuckled, "Don't tell me, you got this bottle of wine from Valhalla."

"Of course it's not that magical." Gould shrugged, "I don't think it is amazing that ordinary people can create it. Chief, you can taste it. You will have an unprecedented experience."

"Oh? Really? Get it quickly!"

This time Gould personally pulled out the cork, and for an instant, almost pure alcohol spewed out. You can feel its special if you leave Rick as an exciting spirit.

"It's definitely grain wine! It has the special smell of grain wine. This thing must have a very high degree. It's really strange that people in the ninth century can really make high-quality wine?"

In that plane, Rurik also drank a variety of spirits. In the world after a thousand years, low-alcohol wine can be called a kind of beverage, and high-alcohol wine is generally accepted as "wine". In terms of drinking, I am afraid that the entire world has fewer people than the Chinese, and only the Chinese will generally drink strong alcohol.

There is a saying that children shouldn't drink. Rurik feels that his weak body is really filled with a lot of strong alcohol. Can you not get drunk quickly? Even there will be life-threatening.

But people in this era do not have this concept. The parents of the Ross people even encourage their son to drink, because this is more like a man.

Drinking is always a rare behavior and is hailed as a kind of enjoyment in life.

As a noble member of the tribe, Gould made the maid fill Rurik's empty glass again.

The remaining wine in the glass was filled with mellow spirits. The strong smell stimulated Rurik's nose. A strong urge to drink made Rurik daringly put his mouth in the past.

The Ross people don't have any complicated drinking rituals yet, and no one thinks it is inappropriate for Rurik's bold attempt.

He licked it with the tip of his tongue, and the spicy sensation immediately acted on his tongue.

He took another sip boldly and swallowed it bravely.

This substance must be distilled wine, and the degree is already surprisingly high. Rurik felt a strong, spicy voice, which shows that it is not a good wine, that is, the so-called low-end wine at the level of the old village chief.

Really good wine should be soft in the mouth, and the root of the tongue can still feel a slight sweetness. Although it is high, it is never spicy. The wine enters the belly, and the belly feels warm and happy. Drinking a few cups of high-quality wine, people are drunk, and the wonderful feeling of ecstasy is exactly what the wine drinker is passionate about.

The quality of the spirits Gould brought out was very average, and he still praised that what he had in his hand was good, obviously this person did not know what a good wine was.

He took a sip and didn't want to take a second sip. He had already taken a big sip. The feeling of burning his throat really made him think that methanol was accidentally mixed in it?

Look at the wild behavior of his father Otto again, this brawny man really drank it again.

The strong sense of spicy throat really made Otto feel like never before. The unprecedented extreme sense of spicyness made his entire face distorted. After enduring this pain, he took a long breath of relief and felt a warm feeling in his belly. It is an unprecedented experience.

"This is wine? It's incredible! I've never had such a wine! It's really good. Gould, tell me where you got it." Otto hurriedly asked.

Gould was holding the wine glass and savoring it carefully, so he didn't have the courage to drink it all at once.

"I bought it from the Franks. It's just the wine in the bottle. I spent a gold coin. So this bottle of wine together with the bottle is a huge sum of thirty gold coins."

"This...what luxury is this?!" Otto glanced at the empty glass again, then glanced at the glass bottle, and couldn't help feeling, "My glass of wine, didn't you drink at least two gold coins? For this reason? It takes at least seven bars of sulfur soap to make this glass of wine as water?"

"Hehe, do you think it is like water? Look at me."

Having said that, Gould made a crazy move, lighting up the oil lamp in between, bringing the burning cotton thread close to his cup. In an instant, Gould's croissant goblet ignited in flamesthe wine started to burn.

"Ah! What's going on? What are you drinking? This is wine?" Otto exclaimed incredulously.

"This is wine, so I call it the wine of the gods." Gould said proudly, "Great leader, I spent a huge sum of money on such a bottle of wine, do you think it is worth it?"

"It's worth it. Can wine burn? I have never heard of it."

Gould smiled, then in front of Otto's shocked face, he drank the burning flames, and then he burped full of wine.

He went on to talk proudly: "Isn't the wine that can burn, isn't it the wine of God?"

"It is indeed a miracle. I didn't even know that the Franks could still create such a miracle."

Gould shrugged. "I guess it wasn't made by the Franks. I'd rather believe that it was made by the Romans."

As Rurik had drunk some wine, his face gradually became ruddy, and he felt confused. Gould talked about the origin of spirits. Could it really originate from the Romans?

In fact, the facts are more complicated than this. Including glass bottles and bottled spirits, whether they are Franks or Eastern Romans, they are middlemen who make the difference.

In the Western world, the Egyptians first invented the technique of alcohol distillation. They did so to make some alcohol-soluble spices, and the purpose was quite simple at first.

The technology gradually spread to the north, into the ancient Arabian Peninsula, and further to ancient Persia. The locals know how to make wine and are willing to distill alcohol to process spices.

Alcohol is completely prohibited in the Arab world of this era, but the skill of distilling alcohol to make spices has not been abolished.

There are also some local medical practitioners who believe that spices must be holy things. Applying a spice solution to the wounds of the wounded can dispel the evil things that cause abscesses. The pus and blood are drained, and then the perfume solution is applied.

Such a high concentration of alcohol killed all kinds of bacteria and viruses in the wound at once, and the wound recovered quickly and proudly.

This experience has been inherited, and the doctor believes that the spices dissolved in the spirits help the wound heal faster, as everyone knows that spirits are the good medicine.

However, they are absolutely forbidden to drink. In this regard, the days of Eastern Rome are more secular, and Eastern Romans can drink.

Among the vast number of Eastern Romans, the actual subjective democracy has gradually been replaced by the Guslavs. The Slavs who went south have even settled in the Peloponnese. Although they speak Greek and live more and more like Greco-Romans, they still retain many ancient Slavic customs.

For example, their love of wine cannot be changed due to any factors! The king ordered them to prohibit alcohol for religious or health reasons, and the commotion would immediately erupt.

The attitude of the Slavs everywhere is very firm, even if there is not enough food, they must take out a part of the wheat to make wine. They can't imagine the days without wine, even after a thousand years.

Even for the Slavic people living in Novgorod, they have to pay a large amount of wheat "tax" to the Rus people, throw away rations and grow food, even if they are half hungry and half full, they will still make wine.

The Abbasid dynasty had large granaries such as Egypt, Anatolia, and Mesopotamia. If they have enough food, they can also make alcohol on a large scale. They only use alcohol as a perfume solvent, medicine and burning agent.

In order to make profits, merchants sold various rare items to Eastern Rome at high prices. Glass bottles and alcohol are all highly profitable commodities on the road. Of course, silk, porcelain and tea are always the three most profitable ones.

Some East Roman profiteers invented the blending technique, and the grape juice blended a little alcohol that was distilled to almost pure product by big cannibals and sold it as wine.

The high level of alcohol transported to Northern Europe for sale brings extreme profits. After all, only a few merchants dare to cross the barren European hinterland without roads.

Gould didn't buy alcohol that was refined to the extreme, what he bought was also diluted, and it could still be ignited.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gould couldn't help talking about his own views on wine: I think the most important thing in all wine is its essence. The so-called wine of God must be extracted by the person who makes it. Come out. If I can get the essence of a bottle of wine, I can freely mix different flavors of wine. Chief, I don't know if you ever thought about it."

"I..." Otto thought for a while, and thought about it seriously. He started haha: "I didn't think much about it. I can make wine myself. Maybe you are right. If there is the essence of wine, maybe we can make it all out."

"Thank you for your understanding, but unfortunately I won't. I believe those Romans already know it. If I can learn the skills, I will be richer because of it." Gould's red face revealed heavy regret. . Regrettably, he drank all the strong alcohol in his glass.

Rurik stared at Gould, who was plump. In an instant, the little boy with blood came to his head, and Rurik stood up suddenly while supporting the table. It was this sudden standing that he knew that Jiu Jin had already acted on his body, and his whole person became light and light.

"Gu... Gould, do you want to know?" Rurik said suddenly.

"You, what? What do you know?"

"Do you want to know? How to get the essence of wine from ordinary wine is like how to get edible salt from sea water."

"You..." Gould, who was also in a daze, suddenly cheered up. He slapped the table vigorously and shouted excitedly: "Quick! Tell me the answer."

"Do you want to know? You...you give me money. Give me gold coins! Just give me a hundred gold coins, and I will tell you the answer."

One hundred gold coins? Otto, who was born with a good amount of alcohol, was taken aback. He pushed his son back on the leather cushion and reprimanded: "Are you crazy? How do you know? I want to ask for a hundred gold coins. Child, you are drunk. !"

"I'm not drunk." Rurik broke away from his father's big hand, and stood up swayingly, his whole being even more excited. "Gould, give me the money, I will tell you the answer now. I want a hundred gold coins. If you don't have... then give me fifty."

"Rurik, do you really know? Okay, I'll give you the money."

Gould never looked down on what Rurik meant ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Even though he was a little confused now, Gould tried to stay conscious, and he firmly believed that Rurik had no nonsense at all.

Fifty gold coins are not a small number. The market in Northern Europe can be exchanged for five Roman pounds of sterling silver!

People who have drunk can hardly keep their senses. Now Gould can't take care of so much. His mind has become more and more a tendon. Under the strong tendency of curiosity, he greets his subordinates and sets himself up. Brought a special small cash box containing precious stones.

His rough hand dangled to open the lock, and without looking at it, he grabbed a handful of gold coins and piled them into a golden cylinder. Suddenly, the cylinder collapsed, and with the sound of metal, gold coins were scattered on the table, illuminated by the fire from the ceiling, reflecting the golden light that could lure people to looting!

Look at the warriors raised by Gould with silver. They can't help but look at the table full of gold coins, one by one using willpower to control their looting desire, but their eyes are like hungry wolves.

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