Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 389 - 291: This Is Innovation!

As Zhao Yi pondered whether the barrier of the New World formed first or the citizens of Great Xia were struck to death first, the Golden-haired Monkey had already completed the preliminary preparations and was directing the small venomous creatures to steam the sorghum with a large fire.

Beside him, Gold Behemoth was following suit.

Perhaps knowing it couldn’t return, or possibly finding the New World’s environment much better than the Half-Beastman World, the Gold Behemoth named Mengka became extremely docile.

Not only did it obey Zhao Yi’s every word, even Little Jin could point at its nose and curse at it profanely.

Such a scene was unimaginable in the past.

With the might of a Gold Behemoth, it wouldn’t need a finger, just a breath could take half of Little Jin’s life.

Little Jin watched as Gold Behemoth skillfully refreshed the giant stone pot, then imitated its actions to rinse the sorghum. Its small monkey eyes, as big as green beans, widened in surprise.

It clearly didn’t expect this big silly guy to understand what it was doing.

Little Jin was instantly a bit frustrated.

Had it known, it wouldn’t have wasted so much breath on it earlier.

Then, Little Jin cautiously glanced to the side, seeing no one noticed it, it finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, it swore silently to itself.

If the big fool could learn what it was doing, it would eat the pot.

Luckily, no one understood its words, otherwise, it would be doomed.

Little Jin was still impressive.

Even without yeast, it somehow managed to ferment the sorghum wine.

Not only was the fermentation time shorter than usual, but the alcohol content was also much higher than average sorghum wine.

However, being undistilled, it was still far from the high-alcohol content liquors of Zhao Yi’s past life.

But it had a much higher alcohol content than the wines in the Cultivation Realm.

Ancestor Zhao Xuan, drawn by the aroma, couldn’t resist scooping half a ladle of the wine head, and without minding the heat, gulped it down in one go.

With one gulp, Zhao Xuan’s eyes immediately lit up.

"Good wine!"

Witnessing this, Zhao Yi couldn’t help but scoop a cup as well.

It was slightly astringent at first but had a sweet aftertaste.

Because of the low alcohol content, it wasn’t overpowering and didn’t go to one’s head, making it drinkable like a beverage.

Zhao Yi took a sip and then casually handed the ladle to the small venomous creature.

Sorghum wine is too bland, lacking the richness of grain wine.

Zhao Yi still preferred the homemade rice wine from his hometown in his past life.

The aromatic richness, sweet entry, a gust of wind could make one feel celestial.

That flavor, one would never forget after being intoxicated just once.

The small venomous creature took the ladle, not minding that it had been drunk by Zhao Yi, and guzzled down half a ladle.

Her drinking capacity was so poor that after just half a ladle, she fell over instantly.

"Good, good wine!"

Just as Zhao Yi was about to carry her back, the figure of Miaoyin Zhenren appeared in the distance and was in front of them in the blink of an eye.

Seeing her, Zhao Yi couldn’t help but chuckle: "Your nose is quite keen, the wine head finished brewing and you already caught wind of it."

"The wine’s done brewing?" Miaoyin Zhenren paused, then joyfully exclaimed, "How on earth is this made, quickly spread the method around, many have failed in brewing, wasting lots of grain. Many people are crying while holding pots."

Listening to this, Ancestor Zhao Xuan chimed in: "Leave it to me, I just watched and learned nearly everything. Brewing the wine isn’t hard, I’ll demonstrate it outside in a moment, and it should spread out quickly."

Miaoyin Zhenren was immediately delighted: "With Ancestor’s involvement, it’s practically a done deal."

After speaking, she looked towards Zhao Yi, her expression serious: "Your Highness, I’m here for an important matter."

Zhao Yi had never seen her so earnest, and couldn’t help but be taken aback: "What is it?"

Miaoyin Zhenren said: "There’s a message from the medical center, a peasant woman has moved her fetal breath, the child is about to be born."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi’s brow immediately furrowed.

Childbirth is a minor issue, under normal circumstances, Miaoyin Zhenren wouldn’t come to him.

So, something must have gone wrong.

Zhao Yi thought of the concerns he had before and his expression changed slightly: "Is the child in a difficult birth?"

Miaoyin Zhenren nodded: "As you predicted earlier, coming to this New World, the fetus is much larger than in Great Xia, the mother can’t deliver naturally, and it’s likely to result in a double death."

"It’s not that serious." Zhao Yi waved a dismissive hand.

If relying on the medical methods of the Cultivation World, indeed, it might result in a double death.

But Zhao Yi’s perspective wasn’t limited to the Cultivation World.

Especially with issues of obstetrics, Zhao Yi’s knowledge exceeded that of this world by at least a hundred years.

If the fetus is too large for natural delivery, forceps can be used.

If it’s still too large, then a cesarean section.

It’s not like delivering a child is impossible.

As for suturing the mother’s wounds and postnatal care, this world is actually more convenient.

A first-order cultivator can use spiritual energy to seal the mother’s blood vessels and meridians to prevent hemorrhage, then use spirit medicines to heal the body, achieving full recovery within a day.

A cultivator of second order or higher has it even easier, casually making a gesture to use spiritual energy will instantly restore the wound as if it never existed.

If the mother’s cultivation level is slightly higher, she could complete this entire process by herself, the only lacking aspect would be the perspective.

After listening, Miaoyin Zhenren was astonished at the idea of cutting open to get the child, then showed sheer delight on her face.

Childbirth can be said to be the biggest Ghost Gate of a woman’s life.

So many women have died on the delivery bed due to difficult childbirth.

If Zhao Yi’s method is feasible, it would be a blessing for all women worldwide.

Hearing Miaoyin Zhenren’s words, Zhao Yi was equally shocked.

He completely failed to realize it.

Zhao Yi thought that in this Cultivation World, childbirth should be the simplest of tasks.

But hearing Miaoyin Zhenren’s words, it seems many women have died due to difficult childbirth.

Even in Shengjing City’s best midwives, the success rate is only ninety percent.

A ninety percent success rate...

Hearing this frightening number, Zhao Yi’s jaw almost dropped to the ground.

A ninety percent success rate means a ten percent infant mortality rate.

My heavens!

Zhao Yi almost jumped up in shock.

He could hardly imagine.

In those hospitals of his past life, if the infant mortality rate was ten percent, the enraged families would probably demolish the hospital building, wouldn’t they?

Ordinary people in the Cultivation World, their lives are truly too insignificant, really no more valuable than weeds!

Zhao Yi shook his head and turned back to watch Little Jin brewing.

As for performing cesarean sections, since Miaoyin Zhenren knows the principles, she will definitely do it better than him.

Zhao Yi, being a man, it’s best not to meddle in such matters.

Soon, the wine head from Gold Behemoth’s stone pot emerged as well.

Zhao Yi took a bowl to taste, only to find that despite the same procedures and the same heat, the wine Gold Behemoth brewed was entirely different in taste from Little Jin’s.

Little Jin’s wine was slightly astringent, with a sweet aftertaste.

Gold Behemoth’s wine, however, was sour, Zhao Yi took a sip and nearly lost a tooth from the acidity.

Sour?

Zhao Yi froze, then thought of something and couldn’t help but take another sip.

Indeed, it was sour.

Zhao Yi suddenly lifted his head, his eyes widening in disbelief at Gold Behemoth, staring as if witnessing a monster.

Strange things happen every year; there seem to be even more in the New World!

How did this guy manage?

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

And the raw ingredient was sorghum.

Zhao Yi had never heard of sorghum being brewed into vinegar before!

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