Big Panda Boss

　　 "Third brother? Third brother?" Hei Ba shouted and pushed open the door of the Demon Commander Palace. He was immediately dazzled by the mountain of treasures, and said in amazement, "Where did you get so many treasures?"

　　 "Oh, I just won." Chen Fan smiled and patted the small tripod on the table, and said, "Big brother, I think this tripod is indeed a treasure, and I found a way to make money."

　　 Hei Ba heard the reason, and was dumbfounded: "What kind of a way are you making money? Those guys are very ghostly. If you cheat them once, you won't be fooled again next time."

　　 "That's not necessarily true." Chen Fan took out the wine gourd and shook it, and smiled: "As long as you can afford a high enough prize, you are not afraid that no monsters will take the initiative to send treasures."

"Dashuai, Dashuai." Suddenly a grunt sounded from outside the hall, and then the pig demon commander's teeth rushed in holding a large black mushroom, panting and said: "What do you want? The old pig black truffle has been found for you, can you let the old pig try again?"

　　 "Bring it over and let me take a look." Chen Fan curiously said. He had only heard of this thing in his previous life that it was old and valuable, but he didn't know how it tasted.

　　 Teeth hugged the black mushroom and placed it in front of Chen Fan, and then took a few deep breaths and moved his hands and feet, staring at Xiaoding, as if it would be fine if I didn't mention it today.

　　 "Old pig, what medicine did you take wrong?" Hei Ba asked, holding his teeth, "Aren't you going to be a family heirloom this black mushroom? Why are you willing to take it out?"

　　 Tooth hummed: "What is heirloom? Is it worth drinking the Marshal's precious wine for free for a year?"

　　 "What? There is such a good thing!" Hei Ba immediately moved his heart, and quickly touched what baby he brought...

　　 "Big brother, don't mix up." Chen Fan cried and laughed, "have you tried it under the mountain."

　　 "That's different." Hei Ba shook his head straight and said, "What if this tripod suddenly fails and let me mention it?"

　　 Chen Fan did not stop.

　　 After a while, Hei Ba, who lost his eyes in a hurry, almost pressed his most cherished magic weapon, but Chen Fan was finally persuaded by it.

　　 This is actually a simple routine, the recruits will get deeper and deeper, commonly known as the gambler mentality. Fortunately, Chen Fan didn't act too ruthlessly, he just won some of the less valuable extras from the demons, and didn't need a precious magic weapon.

　　 After all, you can't squeeze the wool in one wave, you have to save some face for others, or you can offend all the monsters, then he really can't be a handsome man.

　　 At night, Chen Fan didn't bring the small tripod with him when he finished the book and went back. In this way, even if a monster becomes greedy, he won't find the bamboo forest. Moreover, this tripod seems to be incapable of holding other monsters except him, so he is not afraid of losing it at all.

　　 In the following days, Chen Fan led a two-point-one-line life. During the day, he was busy reclaiming new fields in the valley outside the forest. At night, he was picked up to tell the monsters about Journey to the West.

　　 After talking about the legend, it almost made the monsters subvert the three views.

　　 Later, he couldn't stand the white ape king's intimidation and temptation, and Chen Fan talked about the rumor that the Great Sage married and the Moonlight Treasure Box.

　　 Then the White Ape Wang Tiantian took the demon mirror borrowed from Chen Fan to photograph the soles of his feet, and watched three moles grow out one day...

　　 But finally no longer slamming into the heavens every day, let the demons breathe a sigh of relief, and also convinced Chen Fan, the new demon commander.

　　 In a blink of an eye, winter is here, and the monsters also hibernate.

　　 Chen Fan was finally freed, and instead of running back and forth, he could do some business.

　　 On this day, the autumn wind is rustling, and everything is withered.

　　 Chen Fan set up a blast furnace on the edge of Tianlong, and brought in the charcoal and dozens of iron ingots.

　　 The iron ingots were taken from the blacksmith shop called Ten Thousand Demons City under the Tongtian Peak Mountain.

Originally, Chen Fantu saved trouble and drew a drawing to let the monsters with the best ironing skills in the city help build a set of boiler stills. However, after waiting for more than a month before receiving the goods, he ran over to find out that a group of monster blacksmiths couldn’t even see it. Understand his drawings. Even hand-to-hand teaching is useless, because these monsters can only build pots and pans, knives, guns and swords, but not even slightly more complicated ironware.

　　 The various professional academic terms that popped out of Chen Fan’s mouth are as if they were heard in the ears of these monsters. It is like teaching a group of children in a kindergarten class to understand the principle of calculus. It’s too difficult...

　　 So Chen Fan could only buy a set of ironing tools and a dozen refined iron ingots from the monster blacksmith to build a set of stills by himself.

　　 There is no way, the White Ape King has already given the order to die. When the spring starts, he must drink the distilled spirits that Chen Fan said. If he can't deliver the goods, maybe he will be dismissed and investigated.

　　 carefully inspected one side of the blast furnace and confirmed that it was the same as in the memory.

　　 Chen Fan took out a piece of animal skin and checked the top row: blast furnace.

　　 There are several inspection catalogues below: molds, fuels, iron ingots, and tools.

　　 tools are subdivided into: iron felt, big hammer, small hammer, chisel and so on.

　　 carefully checked all the items one by one, and confirmed that there were no omissions, and Chen Fan finally started to ignite the pot.

　　 First preheat the blast furnace with wood~www.ltnovel.com~ after it is heated, put it in a tongs pot and then put charcoal in to increase the furnace temperature.

　　 After several hours of calcination, the iron ingot in the tongs began to melt.

　　 Chen Fan moved the clay mold and set it aside, then used tongs to grab the tongs and pour the molten iron into the mold drain, which immediately stirred up a thick white smoke.

　　 After pouring the molten iron, put the iron ingot and continue smelting until all the molds are filled.

　　 Fortunately, the distiller designed by Chen Fan is not complicated. Most of the structure can be made of wood, but only some parts that need to be sealed require iron castings.

　　 While the molten iron was cooling, Chen Fan returned to the bamboo house to set up two large wooden barrels beside the stove, and then connected them to the leather pipes. After a few iron castings were cooled, they were installed. A simple distiller was completed.

　　 The seemingly simple thing took Chen Fan a full month to prepare, and it is still unknown whether it will succeed in the end.

　　 One day later, all the cast iron parts had cooled down. Chen Fan took it out and polished it again before installing it on the distiller.

　　 Then I tried it out and boiled water, and it turned out that air leaks in four or five places.

　　 Chen Fan took the tools and repaired it, then fired and boiled water again and finally succeeded in the test.

　　 Now comes the exciting moment.

　　 Pour a jug of wine into the big pot, then add water to prevent the wine from evaporating and burn the pot, then cover the big wooden barrel and boil it on fire.

　　 Soon wisps of intoxicating fragrance radiated from the wooden barrel, and Chen Fan immediately stared at the drip tube outlet at the bottom of the cooling barrel.

　　 After a while, a drop of condensed clear water dripped from the outlet to the wine jar below, and then the water droplets became denser and concentrated into a trickle.

　　 Chen Fan carefully stretched out his claws and put a little bit in his mouth to taste...

　　 Well, there is something inside!