Chapter 347
Until this moment, when she actually smelled and saw the white wine, Dahua's heart suddenly relaxed.
Whether in terms of its shape or taste, Baijiu can definitely be regarded as the best among all liquors.
After the kingdom was established, he became the general of the tiger tribe and was given countless fine wines by the Beast King.
But it was the first time that Dahua had seen such a transparent and clear wine, like a pool of pure spring water, yet its taste was richer than any wine he had ever tasted.
He didn't think he was a good drinker, but at this moment he couldn't help but want to try what the white wine tasted like.
"Take this wine back. The Beast King will definitely not be angry with us for exchanging the small orcs for the Black Map Tribe."
Bai licked his upper lip and whispered to Dahua.
Good wine needs no bush. This saying still applies even in another world.
Jars of liquor were sealed with linen and yellow mud and placed together. The big pot was continuously steaming the liquor. After the steaming, the sorghum was added with water and placed in the cellar for a second fermentation.
It's rare that it's not so sunny today. The thick clouds blocked the sun, which is perfect for steaming wine. The breeze blew gently, dispersing some of the heat.
Yu Sui was leaning close, and sweat was already oozing out of his forehead. Lanluos happened to hand him a handkerchief, and he took it and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"When did you become so particular that you even carry a handkerchief with you," he said, wiping the sweat off his face, feeling surprised. He looked at the handkerchief and found that it was made of the finest shark silk.
After the Shuyu Pumpkin Soup incident, he suddenly became alert and looked around Lanlos. Could this guy also have a space? He didn't have anything on him?
Because of the many sharp-eyed and sharp-eared tribesmen around him, Yu Sui swallowed the doubts in his heart.
I don’t know to what extent Lanlos has recovered. Judging from his recent performance, even if he hasn’t fully recovered, he has at least recovered most of it.
When he completely lost his memory, Lanlos was like a child in the image of a teenager. Ever since the last unilateral cold war with Yu Sui for a few days, this guy seemed to have recovered a lot and his behavior was no longer so casual.
Let's ask him in private. Such a strange handkerchief suddenly appeared on the dragon's body. I have never seen it before.
Lanlos was rescued from a trap by Yu Sui. He had nothing on him except for the clothes that were of high quality and workmanship, except for a few chicken feathers.
This time, there was a lot of activity in the wine-making process. Except for the ones kept for seeds, all the sorghum exchanged from the Red Grass Tribe was used to make wine. Now the mellow wine filled jar after jar.
The orcs who were watching the fun and helping inhaled too much alcohol without realizing it, and their faces turned red.
The orcs of the Black Map Tribe were in a better situation. They had drunk a lot of various kinds of wine brewed by Xiaoyu Sui, and their alcohol tolerance was much stronger than the first glass.
The other orcs couldn't bear it anymore. The small orcs' eyes began to blur visibly, and they felt dizzy and as if they were walking on clouds.
The snow wolves of the Kun tribe and the Qiong tribe had also not been beaten by the white wine, and at this time they were only slightly stronger than the small orcs. Sen was no exception, so he shook his head vigorously.
The situation of the Qiong tribe was special. After the population dropped sharply, survival was a problem, and they had no extra financial resources to buy wine. The tribesmen became a little drunk just by smelling the aroma of the wine.
Even the wealthier orc tribes mostly exchanged cheap wine with human caravans. Not only was the wine turbid in color, but it also tasted mostly sour and bitter, and could not be compared with the white wine in front of them.
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