Chapter 792 Hellfire Wine
"Start the fire!"
In the square of the manor building, Gervis sat on a soft chair, holding a silver cup in his hand and gave an order to a guard.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Upon hearing the order, the guard immediately stepped forward with a torch and lit the furnace under the distiller.
Most of the issues regarding wine and potions had been resolved, and Gervis' remaining energy was to deal with the issues regarding the dwarves and the blacksmith.
Thomas had bought the Dwarf's Fire Wine the day before yesterday.
Although this fire wine is very strong and can only be brewed by dwarves, it actually has a large audience in the Holy Alliance.
Many adventurers like such strong liquor. First of all, such strong liquor can make them feel really drunk.
The other most important point is to save money. Normally, you need to drink five or six glasses of beer to get tipsy, but a glass of Liquor can achieve the same effect.
For some hard-pressed adventurers, this is what they like as long as they can achieve their goals.
Gervis asked Thomas to go and buy ten barrels, and soon the deal was made with a caravan.
A total of ten barrels of high-quality fire wine cost 50 gold coins, which is equivalent to 5 gold coins per pot.
At this time, Gervis wanted to purify the Fiery Wine again through the distiller to increase the alcohol content of the Fiery Wine.
As the stove was lit, Gervis began to drink limited amounts of wine and waited slowly.
"Your Majesty, there's hot air coming out of this pipe!"
About seven or eight minutes later, steam finally began to emerge from the hollow tube connected to the distiller, and the guard in charge of checking immediately reported to Gervis.
"Well! First, use a porcelain bowl to catch it, and then use a wine barrel to catch it."
Gervis nodded and gave a casual order.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The guard obeyed immediately.
As the fire in the stove grew brighter, the steam coming out of the empty iron pipe gradually increased.
Most of the steam quickly cools down when passing through the long iron pipe, and then re-condenses on the iron pipe to become liquid. As the liquid gathers more and more, it finally drips into the porcelain bowl through the iron pipe.
After another three or four minutes, half a bowl of liquid had dripped from the iron pipe.
Seeing this, the guard quickly picked up the porcelain bowl, then placed a wine barrel under the iron pipe, and then came to Gervis with the porcelain bowl.
"Your Majesty, half the bowl is already filled!"
"Um!"
Gervis took the porcelain bowl handed to him by the guard and first put it to his nose and sniffed it.
“It has a hint of past life!”
When the porcelain bowl was close to his nose, Gervis immediately smelled a pungent smell of alcohol.
Then he poured the distilled fiery wine directly into his own silver cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip.
"Hiss!"
Because this world lacks the variety of industrialized snacks that existed in his previous life, Gervis would drink his own wine every now and then, so he had developed some alcohol tolerance.
But when he took a sip of the distilled fiery wine, he immediately felt a burning sensation in his mouth.
After swallowing the fiery wine, the burning sensation became even stronger, which made Gervis make the hissing sound like the men in his previous life who drank alcohol.
"It's really spicy! This is several times stronger than the old white liquor in my previous life!"
Gervis smacked his lips. He had never expected that the distilled fire liquor could achieve such an effect.
"Maybe it has something to do with the environment of this other world."
Such strong liquor would not have been possible in the previous life, but in this strange world, Gervis did not delve into it further.
At this moment, the guard who was still standing in front of Gervis waiting for orders moved his throat.
This Fiery Wine originally had no fragrance, but once it was distilled, the aroma of natural grain fermentation was immediately stimulated. The guards present all felt that this distilled wine must be something delicious.
"Come, have a taste too!"
When Gervis saw the guard's little gesture, a smile appeared on his face. Distilled liquor does smell good, but that might not be the case after drinking it.
"Your Majesty, I dare not!"
The guard was stunned at first, and then began to refuse. He didn't dare to drink the King's "fine wine".
"Drink it if you're given it! Take it! Stand over there and drink it!"
Gervis waved at him and handed the porcelain bowl to the guard! "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Hearing Gervis speak again, the guard knew that Gervis was not joking and was very curious about this "fine wine", so he respectfully took the porcelain bowl and then walked back to his original position as Gervis instructed.
The other guards standing nearby also saw this scene and looked at him with envy.
Under the envious gazes of the crowd, the guard proudly raised the porcelain bowl in his hand and poured the remaining half bowl of white wine into his mouth.
“Hmm…”
After drinking half a bowl of distilled liquor, the guard, who was originally full of pride, immediately changed his expression.
The originally rosy cheeks first turned pale, and then turned from pale to red!
"Gudong!"
Fortunately, Gervis was present at this time. This guard was also a golden knight. His expression changed for a moment, but he finally made up his mind and swallowed the wine in his mouth with a gulp.
"Haha! Okay, go down and rinse your mouth first!"
Swallowing this strong alcohol did not relieve the burning sensation. Looking at his uncomfortable appearance, Gervis immediately waved at the guard.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The guard felt as if he had been pardoned. He immediately saluted respectfully, covered his throat casually and ran away.
When the other guards saw this scene, they looked at each other in confusion. This wine obviously smelled very fragrant?
The aroma is even stronger than that of wine, so why did this companion feel so strange after drinking it?
…
After confirming that the alcohol content of the distilled Fiery Liquor had been greatly improved, Gervis waited with peace of mind.
After half an hour of distillation, ten barrels of Liehuo wine turned into eight barrels of distilled high-proof liquor.
“We should give it a name!”
Looking at the eight barrels of liquor placed in front of him, Gervis was very confident in conquering the dwarves.
All we need to do now is come up with a domineering name and then gather the dwarves to give it a try.
"Well, it might as well be called Hellfire Wine! It's even more terrifying than the Dwarven Fire Wine!"
Gervis only thought for a moment and came up with a wonderful name.
The Dwarven Firebrew has always been very well-known in the Holy Continent and is famous for its strong taste.
And by adding the word Hell in front of the Fire Brew, Gervis can not only highlight that Hellfire Brew is more terrifying than Dwarf Fire Brew, but also allow people who know about it to imagine the characteristics of Hellfire Brew at the first opportunity.
"Your Majesty! I'm back!"
Just when Gervis had thought of a name for the distilled liquor, Thomas came back riding a war horse.
"Oh! How's it going?"
"Your Majesty, I have already advertised to various stores in the city. They know that there are still 200 barrels of wine, and they all said that they will inform us of the purchase quantity tomorrow!"
"very good!"
A total of more than 800 barrels of wine were sold to various holy cities, and there were more than 200 barrels of wine remaining. Naturally, Gervis would not take these barrels back.
Instead, it is deliberately left for ordinary customers to purchase, so as to maximize the popularity of the wine.
Otherwise, wine will always be the exclusive property of a few holy city lords or a few upper-class families.
And Gervis had just sent Thomas to several large taverns in the City of Hope to inform them of the news of the wine sale.
Once the owners of these taverns purchase the wine, they can sell it as the treasure of their store.
Although the selling price is definitely not cheap, as long as an ordinary person or adventurer tastes the deliciousness of the wine.
Gervis believes that the reputation of the wine will eventually spread among the grassroots.
It will become the biggest topic of conversation and honor for these adventurers and ordinary people.
"I had a glass of wine at the pub yesterday!"
"Hiss! Are you getting rich?"
…
"I just made a fortune. Come on, I'll buy you a drink!"
"Well, now that you've made a fortune, you can treat us to some wine!"
Gervis believed that as the wine supply increased, adventurers and ordinary people in the Holy Continent would inevitably have such conversations in the future! …
"Thomas, you're back just in time! I just happened to have something else I need you to do!"
Originally, Gervis planned to let someone else do this, but Thomas came back at such a coincidence, so he didn't choose anyone else.
"Your Majesty, Thomas is honored to serve you! Please give me your orders!"
Today, Thomas is a titled knight with unlimited energy.
Moreover, in his opinion, the more things he does for his master, the more he will be valued by his master.
So instead of showing any pain on Thomas's face, he became even more excited.
"Go to all the dwarf gathering areas in the city and spread the news that we have the strongest wine in the world!"
"Our wine is called Hellfire Wine. The dwarf's fire wine cannot compare to it!"
"I am now offering a reward. Anyone who can drink three pots of wine without using fighting spirit will receive a reward of 10,000 gold coins!"
Gervis began to explain to Thomas.
"This... Your Majesty, isn't ten thousand gold coins a bit risky?"
Thomas was shocked when he heard the reward of 10,000 gold coins.
When he was buying the Fiery Liquor, the merchant thought he was a tavern owner.
The merchant once said that the dwarves could drink a whole pot of this kind of fire wine in a day, so it would be a good idea to buy some and sell it back.
Now that his master says he can drink three pots of wine without getting drunk, it is likely that many dwarves can do it, so wouldn't the ten thousand gold coins be wasted?
"It's okay, just do as I say!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Gervis spoke, and Thomas didn't dare to say anything more.
The thoughts of her wise master were definitely beyond her ability to figure out, so she just had to do her job according to her master's instructions.
Thomas responded immediately, then mounted his horse again and headed out of the manor with more than a dozen guards.
…
Thomas was very efficient and it only took him half a day to spread the news to all the places where the dwarves gathered.
And the method he used was to let the ten guards announce the news in the street using their voices.
Once this news was announced, it immediately caused a huge stir in the City of Hope.
There are undoubtedly two heavy-weight explosive points in this news.
One of them is the strongest Hellfire Wine in the world, which is even stronger than the Dwarf Fire Wine.
After the news was announced, the dwarves naturally had the biggest reaction.
When Thomas came out in the street with more than a dozen guards, the dwarf in the blacksmith shop almost jumped up and challenged Thomas to a duel on the spot.
Fortunately, this is the City of Hope, and Thomas is smart enough to immediately tell us about the challenges and rewards.
This challenge and reward is the second bombshell.
Whether it was the passers-by or the dwarves, they were all stunned after hearing the news. Some of them found it difficult to imagine what ten thousand gold coins would look like before their eyes.
The dwarf who was originally holding a hammer and wanted to challenge Thomas to a decisive battle immediately changed his expression and asked Thomas whether the news was true or not.
You know, even if he drank five pots of Fiery Wine, he would just feel a little dizzy, he would definitely not fall down, and he didn't believe in the Hellfire Wine at all.
He thought that even if he drank ten pots, it would be easy. As long as he got the ten thousand gold coins, he could go directly back to the Fiery Hills and live a life of drunkenness and dreams every day.
Thomas, of course, spoke with certainty and even revealed the secret of his own king killing gods.
By the way, he asked the guards to repeat the message again, and then took the guards to the next location.
As Thomas toured the outer and inner cities, everyone in the City of Hope knew about the Hellfire Wine.
…
"Have you heard? There's a competition being held in the city. I heard that if you can drink three pots of Hellfire Wine without getting drunk, you can get 10,000 gold coins!"
"Hiss! Ten thousand gold coins? Is that true? Did you hear it wrong? There's only one gold coin!"
"How could it be fake? The news has spread all over the city! And do you know who organized this competition?"
"Who is it?"
"Kill God!"
…
"Humph, I don't care what kind of killing god he is. He actually dared to belittle our dwarven fire wine like this. As the king's envoy stationed in the City of Hope, I must make him give us an explanation!"
"Yes! What Hellfire Wine? Isn't this a provocation to our dwarves?"
"Let's drink his wine later, and then we'll take the gold coins and give him a good beating!"
"We also need to negotiate with the Holy Alliance Council and ask them to give us an explanation!"
…
The next morning, Gervis was still sleeping in the small building, but was awakened by a faint noise.
"Thomas, what's going on? Why is it so noisy?"
Logically speaking, the Welton manor is so spacious and located in the inner city, it shouldn't be so noisy, so Gervis shouted towards the door.
"Your Majesty, it's because of the competition. Now the manor is full of people. The whole street is blocked and extends for several miles!"
Thomas heard Gervis' voice, immediately opened the bedroom door, and walked in carefully.
“So many people!”
Gervis was also stunned.
"Yes, Your Majesty! Now the whole City of Hope knows about the drinking contest you held and the huge prize money!"
“So even though many people from the outer city have paid the city entry tax and come to the outside of the manor, they seem to want to participate in this drinking contest!”
Thomas carefully took the clothes from the hanger and handed them to Gervais, then explained.
(End of this chapter)
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