"Brother?"

Li Yi saw Feng Yong frowning and thought he had some problem after hearing the news, so he asked tentatively.

"nothing."

There is no evidence or evidence, and Feng Yong knows that he is a bronze rookie with a strong mouth. In addition, history has clearly recorded that the Southern Expedition was victorious in the end, so how could he express his worries.

His eyes fell on the map he drew again, and Feng Yong became even more worried. He always felt that something was wrong, but his thoughts were stuck for a while and he couldn't think of anything.

"Wenxuan, how are you preparing the things I ordered?"

"Everything is ready."

When Li Yi heard Feng Yong's question, he quickly cheered up, "Brother, are we going to Pingyi County first?"

Feng Yong nodded, "Pingyi County is not only the seat of the governor of Nanzhong, but it has never been conquered by the rebels. It is also geographically located at the hub of the three rebel counties. It is the best place to base your first step.

"

As he spoke, he clicked on the location of Pingyi County on the map.

At this point, Feng Yong finally discovered something was wrong. He drew a few words on the map, frowned slightly, and asked Li Yi, "Wenxuan, do you know how far it is from Bodao to Anshang?"

"About a hundred miles."

"What about from Bodao to Bietian County?"

"I don't know, but it won't be less than eight hundred miles."

After hearing this, Feng Yong finally understood what was wrong.

"Don't you think there is any discrepancy between Yiwen's letter and this official document?"

As soon as these words came out, both Li Yi and Yang Wanwan stared at the map on the table.

"One is a hundred miles, and the other is eight hundred miles. If we look at the time when the official document was issued, the Prime Minister should not have arrived at Anjang at that time. But why are Yiwen and the others almost arriving at Biexian County?"

Feng Yong picked up the pen again and highlighted three thick ink points on the paper, indicating the three places in Biet County in Bodao'an. "The soldiers are very fast. Governor Ma has traveled at least six hundred miles.

Not finished yet?”

As soon as these words came out, Li Yi and Yang Wanwan could not help but look at each other with doubts in their eyes.

"Maybe when Yiwen wrote this letter, the prime minister had already arrived. After all, the official document and Yiwen's letter were not sent from the same place, they were just merged together halfway."

Li Yi hesitated and said, "Besides, the mountain roads in Yuexi County are too rugged, so it's normal for the Prime Minister to walk slower. Governor Ma took the official road and waterway to Zoke, so his marching speed was naturally much faster than the Prime Minister's.

"

Although he feels that this explanation is a bit far-fetched, without more information, Feng Yong can only accept this explanation.

"That's all I can think of."

"Brother, when shall we set off?"

Li Yi asked eagerly.

"Don't worry, there is still one thing that is not ready. Please wait for two more days."

"What is it? Brother, just tell me and let me listen. I will go and prepare quickly."

"None of you can prepare this thing, only I can prepare it."

Feng Yong smiled and asked, "Wenxuan, you have asked everyone from the Xinghan Hui to help find wine these days. How many have you found?"

"As long as the wine can be found in Jincheng, we have brought it back. But wine is considered a precious thing now. Even with the help of the brothers from the Xinghan Society, we couldn't find much for a while. Now we only find

Ten Lai Altar."

"I borrowed twenty altars from the palace. If you count, there will be thirty altars. Let's give it a try."

Feng Yong sighed.

"try what?"

Li Yi asked doubtfully.

"Soju."

"What's the meaning?"

"You'll know later when you see it."

Feng Yong smiled mysteriously.

Alcohol is a good thing, and it is very simple to purify.

The difficulty is where the alcohol comes from.

In the feudal era without industrialization, the source of alcohol could only be extracted from wine. But in this era, there was not enough food to eat, so where could the wine come from?

In the end, Feng Yong was proud enough. After giving a batch of wool cloth to Adou for nothing, Adou quickly found a way to help him get twenty jars of wine - which was actually the last bottle of wine hidden in the deepest part of the palace treasury.

Approval of wine.

A Dou has a good reputation in this area, he is very kind and easy to talk to.

Especially if you are sincere enough, you will definitely get the job done after receiving the money.

Ask people to move all the wine to a yard and open it all.

For a moment, the aroma of wine filled the entire yard.

"Okay, you all can go out."

Feng Yong said to everyone, leaving only Li Yi, Yang Wan, and Amei.

A strange stove had been set up in the yard a long time ago, with a steamer on it and a wooden barrel next to it. There was a hollow bamboo connecting the two.

There is also a drainage pipe at the bottom of the barrel.

This sets up a simple still.

"Wen Xuan and Wei Ran, pour the wine into this pot. Remember not to fill it up, just pour half of it."

The business of brewing wine is very simple for Feng Yong.

Because his father has a nickname, "Jiuye".

This nickname can tell how much he is addicted to alcohol.

When I was a child in the countryside, how could I have money to buy alcohol?

At that time, my father would find time to get together with his close uncles and uncles in the village every year during the off-season. This family would provide land and tools, and that family would provide grain and firewood. Everyone would make do together and make wine together.

At that time, Feng Yong helped to light the fire.

Later, the quality of life improved, but there were fewer people gathering in the village. My father couldn't make wine by himself, so he would ask Feng Yong to go to the neighboring village to buy wine for him.

At that time, Feng Yong liked her the most, she was so cute and beautiful.

Because his father would give him an extra few cents every time and let him buy some snacks.

Then Feng Yong only spent half of the money every time and distributed it to his younger brothers and sisters when he came back, while the other half was quietly hidden by his bedside.

Until one day, he suddenly found that the dimes he had hidden fell under the bed, and many of them were gnawed by mice...

He didn't dare to say anything, so he could only cry in bed in the middle of the night.

Thinking about the embarrassing things that happened when he was a child, Feng Yong's eyes were a little hot, but there was a smile at the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

The alcohol content of the first batch of wine has barely reached Feng Yong’s usage requirements.

The further you go, the lower the alcohol content is, but it is still much higher than those so-called fine wines.

He carefully put away the first wine and saw that Li Yi and Yang Wanwan were sniffing continuously and looking straight at this side. They kept moving closer to the drainage tube and almost stuck their tongues down to catch it.

.

Feng Yongyong had no choice but to catch some of the wine flowing out from behind and handed it over: "Try it."

Li Yi quickly took it and poured it into his mouth...

Then his face turned red and purple on the spot, and his eyes were so bulging that they almost popped out.

But he didn't want to open his mouth, as if letting out the smell of wine would be a waste.

Li Yi felt a ball of fire burning from his mouth down his throat to his stomach, and his whole body almost exploded.

At the end, I couldn't help but opened my mouth and shouted: "Good wine!"

Feng Yong took a little more and handed it to Yang Wanwan. He smiled and shook his head and said, "Everyone can only drink a little. This wine is of great use to me."

Thirty jars of so-called fine wine ended up with only two jars of high-quality wine that was barely usable.

Although he might be able to get some of the rest through repeated distillation, Feng Yong no longer had time.

"Woof woof..."

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

A few days later, outside Jincheng, where the Prime Minister had sworn to go to war a few days ago, there was a symphony of barking dogs, neighing horses, and shouting people.

Feng Yong and others were saying goodbye to everyone who came to see them off.
To be continued...