Chapter 146 Iced Wine

After returning to his bedroom, Ma Chao still felt a little unhappy.

But as soon as he started, Ma Chao immediately regretted it: he would rather heat up in the forging house for a while!

Because in the room at this time, Han Yingzheng and Yun'er are facing each other. It seems that it has been a while.

"Someone said that the young master is not here!" This is Yun'er's delicate but impatient voice.

"Isn't it? No, Miss Ben will wait here. Anyway, he will come back sooner or later!" This is Han Ying's lazy voice, which seems to have prevailed in the previous fight.

"Young Lord!"

"Superer!"

This is the sound after both of them saw Ma Chao coming in!

Ma Chao suddenly felt that his head was big, and he instantly felt that the temperature in this room was a little cold: one of them, one of them was a woman who had skin... Girl; the other is a newborn girl who has an affair with herself... Still a girl!

Look at the wolf smoke in this room... Wait, wolf smoke?

Yes, wolf smoke!

Ma Chao thought that in ancient times, wolf smoke was used to ignite, and the way he thought of making ice in summer was wolf smoke!

"Haha, I know!" Ma was so happy that he immediately returned to the door and ran to the barracks: At this time, if you don't retreat, the wolf smoke will burn to himself later!

"Young Lord!"

"Superer!"

The children stamped their feet behind them and shouted, but after hearing the call. Instead of stopping, Ma Chao ran a little faster.

Both of them looked at each other angrily, and finally said with one voice, "It's all your fault!"

This is good, and the fuse ignited again. The two did not give in to each other and began a new round of battle that was better than knives and guns!

Ma Chao was puzzled. After running to the barracks, he immediately scooped a bowl of mung bean soup to quench his thirst - this mung bean soup and summer medicine are not for craftsmen. Soldiers train in the hot sun and need this summer medicine.

"Young master, what's the matter?" Pound respectfully saluted Ma Chao, but he didn't know what Ma Chao had done at this time.

"Ring Ming, can there be saltpeter in the barracks?" After taking a breath, Ma Chao asked.

"Yes, but you have to get it from Han Feng." Pound frowned. This saltpeter is a fire igniter. Is the young master too idle to set fire in the summer?

Ma Chao was too lazy to pay attention to Pound's strange and doubtful eyes, but said mysteriously to Pound, "There are still two jars of wine sent by Han Sui in a certain house, so that you can pick them up?"

'Why didn't you bring it when you came here just now?' Pound thought so, but he said, "Let's go!"

After Pound left, Ma Chao wandered to Han Feng again.

Nowadays, the arsenal does not need Han Feng to take care of, and Han Feng stays in the barracks more often. Coincidentally, Han Feng was there this time. Without much nonsense, Ma Chao asked Han Feng to get some saltpeter.

Ma Chao found a jar, poured more than half a jar of water, and then poured Han Feng into the half bag of saltpeter into the jar. The water and saltpetre react violently, and the water splash rolled, and there was a bursting sound from time to time. After the surface of the water stabilized, Ma Chao poured the prepared cold boiled water into the copper basin and let it float on the surface of the water.

After a while, under Han Feng's stupid gaze, white ice patterns began to appear on the surface of the water. After a meal, the surface of the water tank was covered with white ice, and the water in the copper basin began to freeze.

Han Feng carefully touched the ice with his hand and took a cold breath: "Young master, how did you do it? In the hot weather in June, you can actually make ice. Who will believe it?

Ma Chao was also very proud at this time, but in order to show his demeanor as a general, he still said, "Well, at this time, Lingming should also take those two jars of wine, right?"

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, Pound came in. And when he saw the basin of ice, he was dumbfounded: What the hell is this?

"Ring Ming, this wine is a tribute to the Western Regions, made from grapes. Mixed with ice cubes, the effect is excellent. Ma Chao unscrewed the wine jar, poured a bowl for himself first, and then motioned Pang De and Han Feng to pour a bowl each.

After that, Ma Chao poured the ice cubes into the bowl and watched the white ice sink in the brightly colored wine. He also sighed in his heart: Unexpectedly, we used to be just a pure loser, but now we have crossed into the landlord class and enjoyed such a good wine. It's really another inspirational drama!

Pang De and Han Feng didn't know what it was. After hearing Ma Chao say that this was wine, they bowed and thanked him, "Thank you for the wine!"

The two couldn't help but feel a little itchy when they thought of Ma Chao brewing the so-called distilled liquor. But after taking a sip, I found that the wine was full of fruit flavor, not spicy at all, but not as round and delicate. There is even an indescribable strong aroma ripples in the mouth, with endless aftertaste!

"Good wine!" At this time, the two dared to drink beef, and the wine with ice cubes had a trace of coolness in the taste of the wine, which made them full of praise.

Drinking the refreshing iced grape wine, Ma Chao suddenly felt that the heat had completely subsided. At this time, the shaking ice hit the wall of the bowl and jingled, which sounded like a touching song. It made Ma Chao feel comfortable from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and he had no intention to speak.

"Young master, did you come all the way to take a sip of this cold wine?" After drinking the bowl of wine, Han Feng couldn't help asking.

"No, the summer heat is hard to overcome. When I saw those craftsmen still working in the house, I thought of this ice-making method. As for this wine, it's just a whim. Hearing Han Feng's question, Ma Chao remembered the business: "This wonderful method is passed down by immortals. You must do a good job of confidentiality. In addition, this nitrate will also need to be purchased in large quantities in the future for soldiers and craftsmen to relieve the summer heat.

"Young master, although this method is wonderful, it consumes a lot. I'm afraid Lord Meng should..." Han Feng had a bitter face: the young master began to spend money again.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a one-time purchase." Thinking of Meng Da, Ma Chao also has a headache. Now this guy protects money like an old hen protecting her cubs. However, having such a financial director is also a good thing for the Ma family: "After this thing is dried, it can be reused without worry."

After hearing this, Han Feng was relieved. It is secretly amazing that Ma Chao can master such magic skills.

However, after this matter was solved, Ma Chao began to be in a daze again. Even this delicious wine is tasteless when you drink it: at this time, it should be a sword in your house. If you go back by yourself, you will definitely go back. But although the Ma family is big, where can it go?

Go to the farm to have a look. Have the tea arrived? Do you want to study the process of stir-frying tea?

When Ma Chao thought of ' speculation', he immediately thought of the heat in the forging house and had no interest at all.

Go to the ranch and see if those stallors* have seen it?

Forget it. I'm not the kui-stealing maniac of Han Ying. Look at the stallion*.....

Wait, didn't Han Sui send an elephant dragon?

It seems that I haven't tamed the beast yet... Hey hey, some baby, let the house have a good time today!

Poor Elephant Dragon was leisurely enjoying Manu pouring water on himself to reduce the heat in the pasture at this time, and there was no reason to feel a coldness. It looked up at the sky: the scorching sun is like fire, and there is no sign of rain...