The protagonist robbed my fiancée, but I stole his house back.

Just when Zhao Yi was thinking whether the barrier of the new world would be formed first or the people of Daxia would be hacked to death first, the golden-haired monkey had completed the preliminary preparations and was directing the little poison to cook sorghum over a high fire.

On the side, Golden Behemoth followed suit.

Maybe he knew he couldn't go back, or maybe he found that the environment in the new world was much better than the orc world. This golden Behemoth called the League Card became very docile.

Not only did he obey Zhao Yi's words, but even Xiao Jin could point at his nose and yell at him.

This situation would have been unimaginable before.

With the strength of Golden Behemoth, he could kill half of Xiao Jin's life by blowing his breath without even using a finger.

Xiaojin saw Huang Jinbei Meng skillfully refreshing the huge stone pot, and then imitating his example of washing sorghum, and his pair of monkey eyes as big as mung beans suddenly widened.

Obviously, he didn't expect this big fool to actually understand what it was doing.

Xiao Jin suddenly felt a little annoyed.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have talked so much nonsense to him.

Then, Xiao Jin secretly glanced to the side and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was paying attention to him.

It just swore in its heart.

If Dasha can learn what it makes, it will eat the pot.

Fortunately, no one understood what it said, otherwise it would be over.

Xiao Jin is still awesome.

Although there was no distiller's yeast, it somehow managed to release sorghum wine.

Not only is the brewing time shorter than normal winemaking, but the alcohol concentration is also much higher than that of ordinary sorghum wine.

But it is not distilled wine after all, and it is still far behind the high-quality liquors that Zhao Yi had in his previous life.

But the alcohol content is much higher than that in the world of immortality.

When Emperor Gaozu Zhao Xuan smelled the aroma of wine, he couldn't help but pick up half the tip of the wine. He didn't worry about burning it and drank it in one gulp.

After taking a sip of wine, Zhao Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

“Good wine!”

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yi couldn't help but also took a drink.

It has a slightly astringent taste and a slightly sweet aftertaste.

Because the alcohol content is low, the alcohol is not overpowering or overpowering, so it can be drank as a drink.

Zhao Yi took a sip and then handed the ladle to Xiao Poison.

The alcoholic nature of sorghum wine is too light and not as mellow as grain wine.

Zhao Yi still prefers to drink the rice wine brewed by his hometown in his previous life.

The wine has a mellow aroma and a sweet taste. When the wind blows, it immediately makes you feel enchanted.

That taste, once drunk, will never be forgotten for the rest of your life.

Little Poison took the ladle and started drinking it, regardless of whether it was Zhao Yi who drank from it.

Her ability to drink was extremely poor, and she fell down immediately after drinking only half a scoop.

"Good, good wine!"

Just as Zhao Yigang was about to carry her back, the figure of Master Miaoyin appeared in the distance and arrived in front of several people in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yi was immediately happy when he saw her: "Your nose is quite good. You can smell this wine right after it's brewed."

"The wine is ready?" Master Miaoyin was stunned for a moment, and then said happily, "How did you make this thing? Please spread the method quickly. Those people outside have failed to make wine, and a lot of food was wasted. Many people are holding the pot I’m crying.”

Hearing this, the great ancestor Zhao Xuan said from the side: "Leave this matter to me. I just watched it once and learned almost it. The method of brewing wine is not difficult. I will go out and demonstrate it later. It should be spread out soon. ”

Master Miaoyin was immediately overjoyed: "Gaozu, if you take action, this matter will be settled."

After saying that, she looked at Zhao Yi and said solemnly: "Your Highness, I came to you on business."

This was the first time Zhao Yi saw her so serious, and he couldn't help but be stunned: "What's the matter?"

Master Miaoyin said: "There was a message from the medical center that a peasant woman had a fetal movement and the baby was about to be born."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi frowned immediately.

Giving birth is a trivial matter. Under normal circumstances, Master Miaoyin would definitely not come to him.

Therefore, something must have happened.

Zhao Yi thought about what he was worried about before, and his face changed slightly: "Is it difficult to deliver the baby?"

Master Miaoyin nodded: "Similar to your previous prediction, after arriving in this new world, the fetus will be much larger than in Daxia. The mother will not be able to give birth at all, and it is very likely that one will die and two will die."

"It's not that serious." Zhao Yi waved his hand.

If the medical methods of the world of cultivating immortals are used, the final situation may indeed result in one death and two lives.

But Zhao Yi's vision goes beyond the world of immortality.

Especially on obstetrical issues, Zhao Yi's knowledge is at least a hundred years beyond this world.

If the fetus cannot come out, forceps can be used.

If it gets any bigger, I'll have a caesarean section.

It's impossible to give birth to a child anyway.

As for maternal wound suturing and postpartum care, the world is actually more convenient.

First-level practitioners can use spiritual energy to seal the mother's blood vessels and meridians to prevent bleeding, and then use elixirs to repair the body and recover within a day.

It is even simpler for practitioners above the second level. Just perform a secret and the spiritual energy can repair the wound as before in an instant.

If the mother's cultivation level was higher, she could complete the entire process by herself. The only difference was her vision.

After hearing this, Master Miaoyin could even cut his belly to remove the child. He was shocked, and then his face showed a look of ecstasy.

Giving birth can be said to be the biggest hurdle in a woman's life.

How many women died in childbirth due to difficult labor.

If the method mentioned by Zhao Yi is feasible, it will be good news for all women in the world.

Zhao Yi was shocked when he heard what Master Miaoyin said.

He was completely dark under the light.

Zhao Yi thought that this was a world of cultivating immortals, and giving birth to a child should be the simplest thing.

But according to what Master Miaoyin said, it seems that quite a few women have died due to dystocia.

Even the best midwife in Shengjing City has only a 90% success rate.

The birth rate is 90%.

Hearing this terrifying number, Zhao Yi's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

The success rate is 90%, which means that the neonatal mortality rate is 10%.

Oh my God!

Zhao Yi was almost too shocked to jump up.

He couldn't imagine it.

In those hospitals in previous lives, if the neonatal mortality rate was 10%, angry family members would probably blow up the hospital building, right?

The lives of ordinary people in the world of cultivating immortals are really cheap. They are really as worthless as grass!

Zhao Yi shook his head and continued to turn around to look at Xiaojin Brewing.

As for performing caesarean section on pregnant women, now that Master Miaoyin knows the principle, he will definitely do it better than him.

Zhao Yi is a grown man, so it's better not to join in the fun.

Soon, the wine head also came out of the golden behemoth pot.

Zhao Yi took a bowl and tasted it, and found that with the same process and the same heat, the wine brewed by Golden Behemoth had completely different flavors than that of Golden Monkey.

Xiaojinnong's wine is slightly astringent in the mouth and has a sweet aftertaste.

The wine brewed by Golden Behemoth was indeed sour. Zhao Yi took a sip and almost lost his teeth.

acid?

Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and couldn't help but take another bite.

That's right, it's sour.

Zhao Yi suddenly raised his head and looked at Golden Behemoth with wide eyes, as if he were looking at a monster.

Weird things happen every year, and there seem to be a lot of them in the New World!

How did this guy do it?

Using the same process, how did he turn wine into vinegar?

And the raw material is sorghum.

Zhao Yi has never heard that sorghum can also make vinegar!

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