"Can you really drink it at will?" Avid's move of rubbing the nose of the wine groove immediately stopped. For the dwarfs, fine wine is always the best thing.

"We are not used to drinking the sour red wine. You won't treat us with that kind of wine, right?"

As a dwarf, especially a middle-aged dwarf, he has never had much resistance to a high-alcoholic beverage, but he is very repulsive to wines with less alcohol content and strange tastes like red wine.

"Haha, don't you know if you see it at the banquet?"

Luo Lin kept a small hand in his hand. The two dwarves were tempted by the wine and were led by Luo Lin into the lord's mansion without much effort.

"It's so... so fragrant!" Avid's nose moved up and down restlessly, and his bearded face looked like a contrast against the red nose of the wine.

"How is this wine brewed? How is it pure like water?" Frank's thick and short hands trembled with the cup filled with Du Kang wine. The Adam's apple swayed the ground obviously, and then poured all the clear wine in the cup into his mouth.

"Ah, ah...ah, it's so spicy!"

Frank's face turned red instantly. The goblets in his hand were usually used to hold red wine. It would be about half a pound to fill a small cup.

The ones that Rolling took out to entertain Avid and Frank were both primitive wines that had not been diluted, and the alcohol content of this wines had reached a terrifying level.

"It's so spicy...but it's so cool!" Frank's red face turned extremely twisted, his mouth opened and closed, and his fur clothes were taken off one by one.

"Can you pour me some more?" Frank looked at Rollin with hope. Rollin's mouth moved, and he smiled slightly, signaling the maid who was serving on the side to continue pouring wine.

Avid was slightly stunned when he saw Frank's strange reaction after drinking.

His face was distorted, indicating that his dwarf companion Frank was extremely uncomfortable, but why could he still be eager to drink?

Avid looked at the pure clear but charming and mellow wine in the goblet in front of him, and his throat had moved many times, but with Frank's previous lessons, this time, although Avid was full of saliva, he still insisted on gently siping the mellow wine in front of him.

"Good wine! Good wine!" Avid touched his wine tank's nose and couldn't put it down.

"Haha..." Luo Lin chuckled, "It's good if you like it."

This Dukang wine is very popular in the human aristocratic circle, let alone the dwarfs who are addicted to alcoholism?

Surviving in dark mines for many years makes the dwarves crazy and paranoid love for high-precision wine.

At the same time, the dwarf's winemaking skills are also excellent, but the wine brewed by dwarfs is generally not seen on the market, because they don't drink enough of what they brew, so how can they sell it?

Besides, can the benefits of making wine be comparable to weapons transactions that cost hundreds of thousands of gold coins?

......

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

The two drunk dwarfs looked at Rollin with their eyes changed.

If you said that you were arrogant and indifferent before, then now you are just trying to please and flatter.

"That... young human lord, can you sell some fine wine like you to us? We are willing to spend a lot of money to purchase!"

Avid, who has a conspicuous wine nose, can still maintain a certain degree of soberness and calmness. After tasting such a good wine, now I think of the rice wine I drink before and the fruit wines I brewed myself are worthless.

"Of course, I am very willing to establish a stable trade route with you dwarves, but I am not short of gold coins. I hope you can give us excellent weapons, armor, and the skills of your dwarves. And..."

Luo Lin was speechless when he looked at the wine-trough dwarf who was already drunk at his feet.

"Take them to the guest rooms of the Lord's Mansion and make sure to give them a good rest."

Rollin called the guards to carry the two drunk unconscious dwarves away. Looking at the empty wine jar, he had to say that this dwarves are too tummy to drink.

A jar of Dukang wine, which was a standard ten-pound kilogram, was actually drunk by these two dwarves. The dwarfs' love for fine wine is too crazy.

I can't live without women, but I can't live without fine wine. Women decorate my clothes, and fine wine is my internal organs. Without women, I can live in sloppy life, and without internal organs, I can only die with my liver and gallbladder.

This is a classic list written by a famous forging master of the Dwarves, and has been circulated by the world.

From this we can also see the dwarves' passion for fine wine...

......

"Awaken? How did you sleep last night?" Rollin sat on the high position in the lord's hall and looked at the two dwarfs in front of him who were still standing still in a daze.

"Good...good wine!" Avid rubbed his sleepy eyes, making a sound in his mind.

"Well... Thank you for your hospitality. The dwarf tribe has always paid attention to gratitude. I can unconditionally agree to forge a weapon for you." Frank's consciousness was still clear and he bowed sincerely to Rollin. "Of course, if the weapon you need to cast is too high, I can also ask the forging masters in our tribe to forge it for you..."

"I don't need to forge any weapons." Rollin walked down from the lord's high position, "I want you!"

"What?" Franck woke up in an instant when he was frightened. "We dwarves are not weak elves. We let your human race hunt as slaves. I would rather die than obey!"

Frank raised his chest and looked at Rollin with a muddy look, without any fear.

"I mean I want to hire you to work in my territory, and you can open a blacksmith shop in my territory and forge weapons and armor for me." Rollin Khan, who knew his meaning was misunderstood by Franck, "I can pay you high salaries, of course, if there are any other requests, you can also make it..."

"It's really not to arrest us as slaves?" Frank asked half-doubtedly.

"No."

"You want to hire us?"

"Yes."

"Then can I drink those wines every day?"

"Of course, as long as you want."

"Okay, deal!"

Rollin: "..."

For alcoholics like the Dwarf, there is nothing that cannot be handled by one bottle of fine wine. If there are, then two bottles.

Of course, this is just an oral agreement between Frank and Rollin, and the specific matters must be agreed upon by the dwarf chief of his tribe.

Before Franck and Avid left, Rollin personally presented them with ten jars of Dukang wine. This was the kindness he brought to the dwarves. Rollin urgently hoped that the territory would quickly get the support of a dwarves tribe.

In this way, the weapons and equipment in the territory can be upgraded to the next level, which is fundamentally beneficial for strengthening military construction.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!