Under the rule of the Tang Dynasty, Gaochang, which had just been occupied, was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, so that the news that Mo Jiazi built a yin house in Gaochang and was widely received immediately became the focus, and Gaochang and 100,000 Tang troops were paying attention to this matter, and everyone was concerned about whether the dignified Mo Jiazi could create another miracle and create raisins.

For Gaochang locals, although they were quite dissatisfied with Mo Jiazi's desire to move away from the winemaking workshop, Mo Jiazi was generous and bought grapes in cash. Coupled with the reputation of the Mo family, everyone has more expectations for raisins.

As for the Tang army's side, Mo Jiazi spread money extensively, and it is not known whether it will succeed or not, but it has finally benefited some fruit farmers, and the Tang army's previous plundering was too bad, and Merton's move had the benefit of appeasing people's hearts, so Hou Junji also turned a blind eye to this.

However, it has been more than a month in a flash, and the Mo family's yin house has been built more and more, more and more grapes have been purchased, and more and more money has been spent.

"Forty days!" Outside a dark room, Merton solemnly took a deep breath and said, according to the method of later generations, raisins should be about the same for more than forty days.

Behind him, Zhang Mu and the old winemaker couldn't help but feel uneasy, they saw bunches of fresh grapes put into the shade room, but forty days passed, almost carelessly, I am afraid that even the most durable fruit will spoil, let alone such a delicate fruit as grapes.

"Open it!" Merton stretched out his hand and waved.

Suddenly, several winemakers personally stepped forward to open the closed door of the yin room, and when they saw the grapes in the yin room, they couldn't help frowning, the fine grapes that were originally as big as a bull's eye had dried up like jujube pits.

"This is raisins, can you still eat them?" The winemakers frowned, but the only good news was that the raisins didn't smell or rot, and seemed to have an attractive fragrance.

"Of course you can eat it?" Merton stepped forward and saw the raisins that were exactly the same as those in later generations, and couldn't help but show a hint of joy, in later generations, the raisins from the Turpan Basin were still the best delicacy.

Merton stepped forward to pick up a bunch of raisins, and did not need to wash it to fill it in his mouth, and suddenly it was sweet and delicious, and there were extremely chewy raisins filled with taste buds, this is a rare pure natural green food, most of the raisins in later generations were fast, sprayed with quick-drying agent, and dried in the sand, more than ten days were quick, there were a lot of sediment and chemicals, if not washed can not be imported at all.

Seeing this, the others tried to pick up a raisin and put it in their mouths, and were instantly conquered by the sweet taste.

"It's not bad, it's still edible, it tastes good and it's chewy."

"It's sweet, it's so much sweeter than grapes, it's like frosted honey!"

"In such a hot weather, it is not bad for 40 days, it can be seen that it is enough for long-term storage, and the granular form is easy to carry and transport, which is more than enough to transport from Gaochang to Datang."

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Everyone said the advantages of raisins one by one, and couldn't help but nod their heads again and again. Such delicious raisins, combined with their ease of transport and preservation, are arguably the most perfect cargo, and the market for wine is much wider than that of the difficult to transport wine.

After all, the wine production process is cumbersome, the market is narrow, only the upper class can afford to drink wine, but raisins are not, even ordinary people can afford to consume them, coupled with the huge market of Datang, raisins alone are enough to make Gaochang rich.

"Thank you, Mohou! I'm waiting for the oral administration. The old winemaker was convinced, Mo Jiazi is worthy of the name of a bit of stone, and wine can be made anywhere in the world, but raisins are unique, and only the special geographical environment of Gaochang can make raisins.

Merton laughed and said: "This is a win-win thing, from now on, the raisins that are easy to transport in Gaochang will definitely be able to sell well in Datang, and the grape wine that is inconvenient to transport can take root in Datang." ”

As long as the problem of wine transportation is solved, the price of wine will definitely drop significantly, and I believe that it will definitely be able to enter thousands of households and benefit the world.

The old winemaker suddenly reminded: "Qi Yu Mohou, Gaochang grape wine is famous all over the world, in addition to the wine-making process, there is also an important reason that Gaochang's grapes are the best in the world, if there is no excellent grapes, even if there is wine-making technology, I am afraid that it will not be able to produce high-quality grape wine." ”

Morton nodded and said: "This Ben Hou naturally knows that the reason why the Mo family's solution to Qianchou is the world's best wine, and the raw materials used are the best sorghum on the Tubo Plateau, but rest assured, Ben Hou happens to know that there is a place in Datang that is the most suitable for grape growth, and it is a high-quality grape base, which can definitely produce the best wine." ”

Merton's heart moved, and he remembered a famous wine mecca in later generations, and he could certainly reproduce it again, even if it was a thousand years in advance.

The winemakers were slightly relieved that with high-quality raw materials, they would definitely be able to make high-quality grape wine, and they could follow the Mo family to survive in the Central Plains, and everyone's resistance suddenly disappeared.

When Merton saw that the matter of the wine workshop had been settled, he waved his hand and said, "Take all the raisins from this underworld and give them to the army to taste." ”

"Yes!" Immediately, everyone started together, and soon collected the raisins in the entire yin room and took them away.

Seeing Mo Jiazi leaving, a group of winemakers looked back at the wine workshop, and couldn't help but feel stunned, from now on, they are afraid that they will have to start a new life in Datang.

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The continuous high temperature in Gaochang continued, and the entire basin was like a furnace, not to mention marching and fighting, even if it was motionless, it was also sweating profusely.

"What the hell!" Hou Junji splashed his body with cold water, and suddenly the heat was slightly relieved.

"The general eats some grapes, which the last general has just chilled from the well." Xin Fang'er held a large plate of grapes in her hand, came to Hou Junji's Chinese army tent, and flattered.

Hou Junji's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he laughed and said, "You still understand me!" ”

Now that the war is over, the generals have nothing to do, and the weather is hot and dry, the greatest pleasure is to be able to eat this cool and thirst-quenching Gaochang melon fruit.

"I have to say that although the heat in the land of Gaochang is unbearable, this melon and fruit are first-class." Hou Junji praised that a large bunch of grapes went down to his stomach, which made him feel slightly more comfortable.

"This is not the best grape, the best grape is without grape seeds, but unfortunately they are all made raisins by ink sacrifice wine, which is simply a tyrannical thing." Xin Fang'er on the side spit out a few grape seeds and provoked.

Hou Junji frowned, but he didn't say anything, after all, the Mo family did sweep away all the grapes without grape seeds.

Suddenly, a herald came in a hurry and reported to Hou Junji: "General Qiyu, Moxi Wine has sent someone to send a batch of raisins, and I want to invite the general to taste it." ”

"Mo Jiazi's raisins have succeeded!"

Xin Fang'er couldn't help but stiffen, he had just slandered the Mo family, and in the blink of an eye, the Mo family made raisins, which was too fast.