When Liu, Guan, and Zhang saw Li Mengxi taste the wine and spit it out, he frowned and thought. The three of them looked at each other in confusion.

After a long time, Li Mengxi came back to his senses, turned around, raised his head and looked at Liu, Guan, and Zhang. Li Mengxi scratched his head in embarrassment, "This wine is strong, choking, and extremely unpleasant to drink.

I forgot that the wine needs to be stored for more than a month, and only after the murderous aura is slightly reduced can it have a soft taste."

"Third General, do you have a wine cellar?" Li Mengxi asked.

Zhang Fei's eyes widened when he heard this, "I'm telling you! This wine will choke a person to death, how can it be a fine wine? If you dare to drink it, you have to store it in the cellar."

Zhang Fei couldn't hide his disappointment and spread his hands, "Yeah, I still have to wait a month before I can drink it!"

Liu Bei and Guan Yu laughed out loud when they saw Zhang Fei acting like this.

Liu Bei came forward to maintain peace, "Third brother, I am not afraid of waiting for a good drink. What can I do if I wait for him for more than a month?"

Zhang Fei chuckled.

This is the reason why Liu, Guan, and Zhang just stopped talking when the three of them tasted the wine.

First, the steamed wine that Li Mengxi praised was so good that it was hard to express it in words after one drink. Liu, Guan, and Zhang, three straight people, really couldn't praise this wine against their will.

Second, Li Mengxi worked hard for a long time to steam the wine, and the three of them could not speak ill of the wine.

Therefore, I couldn't praise him, but I was too embarrassed to tell him that I was not good at drinking, so I hesitated to speak.

When Li Mengxi himself said that he couldn't drink alcohol, the three of them lost their psychological burden and began to evaluate the situation truthfully.

"The aroma of this wine is really clear and refreshing, and the smell is intoxicating," Zhang Fei said.

"This wine is so powerful that I have never seen it in my life. Once I take one gulp, my whole body will be warm and happy!" Guan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and felt a warm feeling from his throat to his abdomen. Guan Yu commented truthfully.

Liu Bei nodded and smiled, "What's more, this wine is as clear as water, no! Clearer than water, and its appearance alone is the best among all wines."

Isn't it true? How can the clarity of ordinary water wine be compared to that of distilled wine?

It's simply incomparable.

Zhang Fei then wanted to seal the wine jar and put it back in his home wine cellar.

Li Mengxi stopped him.

"Third General, give me the wine first. I will be of great use."

Zhang Fei put down the wine jar and was surprised. He had heard that wine could be drunk, but he had never heard that wine could be used.

Li Mengxi asked Zhang Fei if he had any lamp twists.

Zhang Fei called his servant to get the lamp grass.

Li Mengxi thought it was twisted like cotton thread. However, the servant brought a long thin straw rope braided like a hemp rope with the thickness of chopsticks. To the touch, the straw rope was half dry and smooth. It looked like it was used for straw rope.

Soaked in wax.

"Do you have any Huozhezi?" Li Mengxi asked again.

Liu, Guan, and Zhang were also bored and watched Li Mengxi busy with interest.

Liu Bei took off what looked like a small dagger from his waist, and it turned out to be a Huozhezi.

He took out the fire breaker, put the flint against the moxa, knocked it a few times, and the moxa ignited with a roar.

Then quickly close the fire folding tube, and the fire folding tube will light up.

Li Mengxi took the fire folding piece, cut off a section of straw rope, put it in the wine bowl, and twisted it as a lamp.

If it is an alcohol lamp, then this thing is the wick of the alcohol lamp.

Huo Zhezi did indeed light the lamp grass. Li Mengxi watched the lamp grass burn bit by bit, and the ashes fell into the wine bowl bit by bit.

This seems wrong. The wicks of alcohol and other wicks will not become shorter as they are burned by fire.

Not so.

This lamp grass cannot be used.

When the lamp grass burned shorter and shorter, the wine in the bowl was burned, and with a roar, the flame ignited the alcohol in the bowl, and the blue flame spread all over the bowl in an instant.

Liu, Guan, and Zhang, who were watching from the side, suddenly said "Oh!" in unison, making a sound of surprise.

"This wine will burn when you light it on fire. Is it so angry?" Guan Yu was surprised.

Fire energy is roughly the same as the ancients of the Han Dynasty. Their simple view was that wine is a yang-heat thing, and it will be ignited when strong wine is ignited. They had never seen such strong wine, which surprised Liu, Guan, and Zhang.

Li Mengxi had no time to observe the expressions of Liu, Guan, and Zhang. He looked at the wine in the bowl. As the blue flame gradually became smaller and then extinguished, Li Mengxi frowned.

Lamp grass, no, it cannot be used as a wick for an alcohol lamp.

Li Mengxi thought hard and recalled that when he was fourteen, fifteen or six years old, when he was doing chemistry experiments in junior high school, the white wick of the alcohol lamp seemed to be made of cotton thread.

Indeed, cotton thread seems to absorb water very well.

After thinking about it, Li Mengxi raised his head and looked at Liu, Guan, and Zhang, and finally his eyes rested on Zhang Fei's face, "Third general, do you have any cotton thread?"

"Cotton thread?" Zhang Fei looked like he didn't understand and was confused.

"It's the thread spun from cotton." Li Mengxi explained again.

"...What is cotton?" Zhang Fei asked blankly.

Li Mengxi frowned slightly and felt that the matter was not simple, "There is Gaochang State in the Western Regions, and its people are good at growing cotton. Zhang Qian traveled to the Western Regions, didn't cotton reach our Han Dynasty?"

Li Mengxi said with great confusion.

At this time, listening to Li Mengxi talking about cotton, the Western Regions, Gaochang Kingdom, and Zhang Qian, Liu Guanzhang only had one feeling at this time, that is, he felt that he was a bumpkin with no knowledge, and he was not as knowledgeable as Li Mengxi, who knew cotton.

Cotton cultivation was not popular in the Han Dynasty.

That's not right, Li Mengxi frowned and seemed to vaguely remember that it was written in the history textbook that cotton was cultivated in the Han Dynasty.

It may be that the cotton textile technology is immature, or the planting technology is immature, so it has not been popularized on a large scale.

Compared with silk and linen, cotton fabrics have great advantages in terms of comfort and cold-proofing properties. After the Song Dynasty, cotton gradually eliminated linen, Gebu, etc., and became the most commonly used textile by the people of the Central Plains.

Moreover, cotton seems to be of great use in medical treatment.

Since it can be of great use in medical treatment, since the Han Dynasty planted cotton in some areas, or you can collect some cotton when you have time.

Even if you only get three to five kilograms of cotton, if nothing else, it can at least be used as a wick for a small amount of alcohol lamps.

In case of a serious injury, treating the wound with cotton dipped in alcohol is not much better than using it directly.

"Third General, are there silk strips, linen strips, or other cloth strips?"

Seeing that there was no cotton thread, Li Mengxi looked elsewhere to see if other fabrics could work.

In addition to cotton thread, there is no shortage of other fine linen strips, Kuzu strips and the like.

What Li Mengxi needed was a fabric with good water absorption properties. After trying it, hemp was the best absorbent.

Linen strips are definitely not easy to use. You have to twist them into a hemp rope as thick as your thumb.

I remember when I was doing chemistry experiments, the wick of that short, fat glass alcohol lamp was a very thick cotton thread. Maybe, the thicker the cotton thread, the faster it absorbs alcohol.

Replace it with hemp rope, same thing.

Of course Li Mengxi didn't know how to twist twine, so he had to ask Liu, Guan, and Zhang for help.

So, Guan Zhang and Liu Xuande, three grown men who looked like evil spirits on the battlefield, each took a small handful of raw hemp, broke the raw hemp, and helped Li Mengxi twist the hemp thread.
Chapter completed!