"Wine?"
Hearing the word slip from Xiaozhao's mouth.
Xu Yun was initially taken aback, then gently nodded:
"Indeed, that's true."
Previously, in order to produce allicin to treat Wang Yue's illness, he had spent significant effort concocting high-proof alcohol and distillation equipment.
Thus, naturally, distilled wine emerged alongside it.
After all, this stuff was originally the core objective of early distillation, right?
But due to limited time, Xu Yun couldn't craft many varieties.
He merely distilled a few types of pure white spirits with alcohol content between 45 and 60 degrees.
Yet, such distilled spirits, though ordinary in Xu Yun's eyes, were a so-called bug-level killer in an era where drinks at most were 20 degrees.
Even Wang Bing, who looked like the stoic Zhu Shimao, was immediately captivated by Xu Yun's 'Erguotou' at first encounter, due to its overpowering nature.
According to Wang Bing,
