This is a knight's territory that is as small as it can be, and not much happens throughout the year.

Luther was distilling wine during this period, and Pompeii Territory was like a calm lake, without any ripples. It was only under the leadership of Pompeii Mayor Lelouch, and with the help of oxen.

This year's spring ploughing went much more smoothly.

It must be said that the plow invented by Luther was of great significance to farming. In previous years, every household had to work together with the whole family, young and old, to carry hoes and plow the fields.

Now with the help of the oxen, not only is the work much easier and smoother, but we also have some energy left over.

At this moment, the morale of the Pompeii people was extremely high, especially the free people, who were planning to open up new fields and cut down trees to create farmland next year.

More than doubled the size of his own farmland.

Apart from this general direction, there are no other trivial matters. This is also the advantage of a small territory, there are not many things to do and it is easy to manage.

Luther loaded a barrel of distilled liquor into his car, took Xuxua with him, and the guards returned to Pompeii Castle excitedly. He also couldn't wait to invite Mrs. Sophie and Old Sol to the restaurant to taste the new liquor.

Inside the castle, inside the restaurant.

A huge chandelier hung above, and beneath it was a simple but huge dining table. Some male and female servants stood around it, and the old butler Ferran was serving on the side.

He was a little curious about the new wine made by Luther. Besides, this new wine was made with the help of his son Niu Jin, so he was naturally concerned.

There were three people sitting at the dining table, Luther, Old Saul, and Mrs. Sophie.

Old Sol sat at the main seat, and Mrs. Sophie and Luther sat on his left and right. There were no dishes on the table, only three wine glasses.

In a corner of the restaurant, there was the distilled liquor that Luther brought back.

Old Thor was in a bad mood, with a look of suspicion on his face. He looked at the wine barrel in the corner. This wine barrel was naturally not a good one, and its sealing was just average.

Old Thor could smell the scent of beer from afar.

He glanced at Luther, doubtful.

Because Luther went directly to Mrs. Sophie before, he didn't know until now that Luther had created a new wine. And Luther created a new wine in such a short time.

Old Thor was naturally skeptical.

If new wine were so easy to make, then new varieties of wine would pop up in the world like bamboo shoots.

In fact, in the current Kingdom of Prussia, the two largest categories of alcohol are wine and beer, one for the nobility and the other for the common people.

It’s just that the taste of the wine is slightly different.

Mrs. Sophie was also a little lacking in confidence, because her family was in the winemaking business. Because of her understanding, she was skeptical about Luther's ability to brew new wine in such a short time.

However, when Mrs. Sophie thought that Luther had also invented a "plow" that allowed oxen to plow the fields in such a short period of time, her confidence returned a little bit.

Maybe it will succeed again this time?

If Luther really created a new wine that could sell well, then it would definitely be something worth writing about for the Pompeii family.

You know, the profit from wine is much higher than that from farming.

Among those present, only Luther was full of confidence.

This is good wine, a must-have distilled liquor for travelers. Luther seemed to have seen the rolling gold coins waving at him.

Potions, potions.

Exchange distilled liquor for gold coins, and exchange gold coins for potions.

Mighty knight, you are waving to me.

"Pour the wine." Luther said to a servant.

"yes."

The servant responded, picked up the wine barrel, and poured new wine for Madame Sophie, Old Sol, and Luther.

Old Thor lowered his head and smelled it first, then looked at it. It was a bit like the smell of a knight in war, full of vigilance.

He was full of distrust of Luther.

After smelling it and looking at it, Old Thor thought it was okay, at least it wasn't something strange. Because from the smell and the color, it was obviously ordinary beer.

The taste may have been improved to some extent, but it is still beer at its core.

Old Sol glanced at him and was a little dissatisfied with Luther for calling him to drink so seriously. Then he picked up the glass and drank it down with a gulp.

Luther almost laughed out loud, he was quite clever. Old Saul did not hide his feelings, so Luther could see that Old Saul did not trust him.

I feel a little unhappy.

Although we are father and son, and have a very close relationship, I am embarrassed that you doubt me like this.

Luther was just trying to find a way to save face, but when he saw Old Sol drinking like that, he almost laughed out loud.

Old Thor had drunk beer before, that was for sure. This distilled liquor did look like ordinary beer, but the alcohol content was very different.

Old Thor drank this distilled liquor the same way he drank beer, and he would definitely be in trouble.

Sure enough, after Old Thor gulped down the bowl of distilled liquor generously, his face changed the next moment, first turning red and then ashen.

His expression also became very strange, as if he was squatting in a toilet, unable to poop, and looked very sad.

There's no way, the impact is just too great.

Old Sol finally realized that this was not some bullshit beer. Although Old Sol was not an alcoholic, he also drank all year round.

Because Pompeii's family was not rich, he could not drink wine every day, so he drank a lot of beer every day. He drank beer all year round.

But Old Sol had never drunk such strong ale.

It tasted cool when he drank it, but when it reached his throat it felt like fire, as if it was going to burn through his throat. When it entered his stomach, the fire suddenly became more intense, as if it was really going to burn through his stomach.

That feeling is not pleasant.

Old Thor seemed to hear his stomach groaning miserably, but he had to admit that it felt really fucking good.

This wine is refreshing.

The stimulation was only temporary. When the alcohol took effect and the fire filled his body, Old Sol felt as if he was floating on the clouds.

One word.

"Cool!"

Looking at Old Thor's constipated expression, which changed like a kaleidoscope, Luther felt very happy.

Let you suffocate.

Mrs. Sophie was much luckier than old Sol. She could drink, and had drunk ale, but she would not drink it in one gulp like old Sol. She picked up the glass and took a sip, first frowning her beautiful eyebrows, then relaxing them.

"I can't say the taste is that good, but it's very strong. I've never tasted wine like this before. If we compare the current wine market to an army, it's like a solid wall. But this new wine is like a sharp sword, which may unexpectedly tear open this solid wall and occupy a small share of the wine market."

Madam Sophie said happily.

After drinking, a slight blush appeared on her fair face, making her look very bright and beautiful.

And her mind was very clear.

Is distilled liquor good? It's hard to judge. Because in terms of taste, it is far worse than wine and not much different from beer.

But just for this intensity, this hotness.

You will be able to stand out and attract a group of loyal customers.

The Pompeii family has great potential in the wine business.

(End of this chapter)