Hmm?
Li Ping'an suddenly felt a strand of divine sense lock onto him.
A keen intuition told him that an unrivaled expert stood behind him. It was an instinctive intuition.
A fierce gaze from the bushes locked firmly onto Li Ping'an.
"...Woof, woof, woof!!"
A large gray-and-white dog sprang out, without a single stray-colored hair on its body.
It was huge, like a little calf.
Its eyes were wide, and it looked ready to attack at any moment.
It growled a warning, as though it would tear Li Ping'an apart if he took so much as a step.
Li Ping'an hesitated for a moment, then took pots, bowls, ladles, and pans out of his Storage Ring.
He stewed a pot of fragrant pork marrow bones.
The aroma drifted on the wind, and the big dog's eyes immediately lit up.
Then, seeing Li Ping'an's friendly expression, it hurried over.
Li Ping'an smiled faintly. "Can I go in now?"
The big dog nodded like it was pounding garlic, all but saying, "This way, sir."
And so, Li Ping'an successfully obtained the raisins.
After returning, he extracted the yeast.
He first soaked the grain for brewing for several days. After soaking it,
he steamed it over a gentle heat. The kitchen filled with the mouthwatering fragrance of grain.
Seven days later, he lifted the lid, transferred it into a steaming barrel, and steamed it for a day.
The next day, he added the heads and tails of the liquor, then steamed it for several more days.
Two rounds of steaming, two rounds of brewing.
Every step took a long time, and the process was complicated.
With each batch of liquor drawn off, the intense grain flavor in the liquor softened and mellowed a little more, until the process was complete.
It struck just