How many legends are there in Du Kang?
Legend has it that in the era of the Yellow Emperor, there was a man named Du Kang who was in charge of grain management. At that time, there was a bumper harvest of grain every year. However, I ate too much food for a long time, and all the food rotted. Du Kang said, and began to think hard about ways to store food.
One day, Du Kang came for a walk in the Woods and found several dead trees, leaving only thick and empty trunks. Du Kang had a brainwave and poured all the food into the dry trunk. After a while, Du Kang came to the Woods to check the grain. He was surprised to find that some wild boar, goats and rabbits were lying motionless in front of the dead trees where food was stored, as if they were dead.
He hurried closer to see what had happened: the original box of grain had cracked several cracks and kept leaking from the inside out. It seems that these animals lie down after licking the water. But what kind of water is this? Du Kang leaned over and smelled it, only to feel a faint fragrance. He couldn't help taking a few sips of this strong perfume and felt refreshed.
Later, Du Kang took the Luzhou-flavor water home for everyone to taste. Everybody take a bite and I'll take a bite and say it's delicious. In this way, wine gradually became popular among the people.
Of course, there is another folk saying about the legend of Du Kang. According to folklore, a young man named Du Kang dreamed of an old man with a white beard one night. The old man told Du Kang to give him a spring. Du Kang needs to find three different drops of human blood on the opposite mountain within nine days, and drop them into it to get the most beautiful drink in the world.
Du Kang got up the next day and found a spring in front of her door, which was clear and transparent. So I went to the mountains to find three drops of blood.
On the third day, Du Kang met a scholar and asked him to drop a drop of blood between his fingers after he recited poetry, so as to shorten the distance. On the sixth day, I met a samurai. After Du Kang explained it, the samurai cut it decisively, and without saying anything, a drop of blood came out.
On the ninth day, Du Kang saw a man sleeping under a tree, covered in vomit and unbearable dirt, but the deadline had come, so Du Kang spent a penny or two on a drop of blood. Turning around, Du Kang dropped three drops of blood into the spring, and the spring immediately rolled up, steaming, fragrant and delicious. Because it took nine days and three drops of blood, Du Kang named this drink "wine".