Chapter 153 It seems that the alcohol and fruit wine dwarves can't stand it
Since the experiment is correct, let’s start concentrating in large quantities!
With Xin's help, we concentrated more than 100 kilograms of fruit wine to only about 7 kilograms, and then packaged it.
Should I complain that the elven fruit wine has a shockingly low alcohol content?
After we put the concentrated fruit wine into a wooden sealed wine jug, we took it out of the wine cellar and brought it to the bar on the ground.
"Hey, old dwarf, didn't you say that the elves' wine is not tasty enough?" I walked over to the dwarf who was still twisting on the table in the bar. "There are some special wines here that are definitely strong enough. The rest depends on you.
Does what you said before count?"
"You bastard human being, if you calculate the age ratio of a sincere human being, I am less than 10 years old now, how dare you call me an old man!" The dwarf who was playing tricks on the table said to me angrily.
Oh, it turns out he’s not an old man, he’s aging prematurely.
Looking at the big white beard under the mouth of the dwarf in front of me, I couldn't help but complain.
"Also, I don't deal with humans. Humans are famous for their deception. I won't bet with humans!" The dwarf's drunken eyes showed disdain. "You are interested in the metals I brought.
I bet, don’t be too wild!"
Well, I am indeed somewhat interested in the very expensive goods Xin mentioned, but at least I have some restraint. I will drink you down and take away your goods according to your request, okay?
Xin Gang is planning to drug you directly!
"I'm just a messenger, that's what I'm betting with you." I stepped aside, revealing Xin dragging the plate behind me.
On the plate in Xin's hand is the fruit wine we just concentrated.
By the way, Xin, if you can’t lift it, put these things on the table first. Your hands are shaking.
"Oh, do you want to bet with me?" The dwarf's eyes finally became normal, as if he was drunk.
"The wine you just wasted was made by her." I whispered to the side.
"Tch, it's true that only a little girl like you can brew such a weak wine. As a man, you should drink strong wine, hahaha..." the dwarf smiled arrogantly.
Hey, old dwarf...uncle, you are seeking death, there is murderous aura leaking out of the corners of Xin's eyes!
"According to the bet, do you dare to drink?" Xin said with a cold voice and an expressionless face.
"It's interesting, I'll make a bet with you." The dwarf in front of him grabbed a wooden wine jug with a capacity of about half a liter from the plate in Xin's hand, and opened the lid with a bang. "I want to take a look.
What kind of special fruit wine can you elves brew...it smells so good!"
As the dwarf uncle pulled the stopper of the wine bottle, a strange and strong aroma of wine floated inside the bar.
Well, not only is it fragrant, but it’s also delicious!
The fruit wine made by Xin is very exaggerated after being concentrated. I just drank a little bit and now I am still dizzy.
"It tastes good, but I wonder how it tastes?" The dwarf brought the wine to his nose and sniffed it, then poured the entire bottle of wine into his mouth.
Don't!
Before I could say anything, a whole pot of concentrated fruit wine disappeared into the dwarf's mouth.
I'll just rein it in. Nothing will happen, right?
I looked at the dwarf who was looking up at the sky and drank a whole bottle of concentrated fruit wine, and I thought with some worry.
After standing dumbly for a moment, the dwarf suddenly shouted loudly: "What a strong wine, a man should drink such wine, it tastes good!"
Monster, you can drink a whole bottle of concentrated fruit wine in one gulp without shaking it?!
"Hey, good wine, come again!" After thinking about it for a moment, the dwarf reached for the other wine bottles in Xin's hands.
boom!
Unfortunately, before his hand could reach the plate in Xin's hand, the dwarf smashed it face first to the ground.
He's not going to die, right?
I kicked the dwarf lying on the ground with my toes.
Hoo ho ho.
As soon as the dwarf was kicked over by me, I heard a series of loud shouts from the dwarf. It seemed that he was drunk.
As long as he's not dead, half a liter of concentrated fruit wine, or alcohol would be more appropriate. If there's no reaction at all, I should worry about whether this guy is immune to alcohol.
"What should we do now?" I looked at Xin who put the plate on the table.
"Just leave it to me. We have a complete set of methods for dealing with drunken guys." Xin Wei lowered his head, exuding a dangerous aura.
In fact, there is a whole set of methods for dealing with this dwarf.
"Take these wines." Xin pointed to a few bottles of concentrated fruit wine on the table and said to me.
"Hey, hey, hey, I can't drink these things. You should just keep dealing with guys like this." I pointed to the guy at my feet and looked at Xin.
Are you kidding me? I can still drink a little low-concentration fruit wine, but forget about the alcohol. I'm not some idiot who drinks wine as plain water. It will kill people.
If you really want to hand it over to me, I'll probably turn it into an incendiary bomb.
Xin nodded and pointed outside the room.
"You can take what you like from this guy, it's mine."
"Are you serious?" I looked at Xin in surprise. "These are supplies shipped to you elves."
Bang Xin's concentrated juice is just a matter of staying in the bar for a long time. After getting to know her well, I want to help vent her anger. If you really want to take away these supplies to be transported to the elves, aren't you afraid of breaking up the alliance between the elves and the dwarves?
"It's okay. Drunk dwarves have lost supplies more than once or twice. Just don't take too much." Xin looked at me indifferently and said.
What kind of expression should I use to face it? Should I smile?
Watching Xin use magic to lift one of the dwarf's feet lying on the ground and drag him to the back of the bar, I can only express my condolences to this poor dwarf.
Since Xin said so, let's see what good things this guy brought. Xin deliberately repeated "very expensive" three times.
I walked out of the bar, came to the carriage outside, and pulled open the cloth covering it.
It seems that there is nothing special.
Is this something very expensive in Xin's mouth?
Looking at the metal ingots piled on the carriage, I thought with some doubts.
He randomly picked up a seemingly ordinary iron ingot and put it on his hands.
Well, judging from the weight, it is indeed an ordinary piece of iron. Is this what the elves and dwarves trade once a month?
No wonder Xin told me to take it as I pleased, and said he didn't care if the dwarf lost something.
Because these things are indeed worthless!
Hey, wait, what does this feel like?
Because I drank some concentrated fruit wine, I was a little dizzy and accidentally leaked a little magic power from my hand, and poured it into the iron ingot.
According to the usual situation, the conductivity of ordinary iron blocks to magic power is quite low. Either the magic power is too weak and cannot be poured in and then the magic power dissipates, or the magic power is too strong and the iron blocks are corroded and destroyed. Basically, there is no third way.
possible.
But I felt that my magic power could be perfectly transmitted to the other side by this iron ingot.
Although the transmission rate is not as high as that of Mithril metal, it is much stronger than Mithril alloy, which is a good thing.
After my spring spring device was lost by the elf princess, I never got a new one because of the lack of materials. This one is just the right thing to make!
After using my magic power to check all the metal ingots one by one, I found that only this one had excellent magic properties. I was disappointed and took a few more metal ingots, then turned around and left.
Midnight, in front of the bar.
The dwarf, who had a bruised nose, a swollen face, shaved off his beard and a little kitten beard, turned his carriage back and forth several times in search of no results. He had nowhere to vent his anger and could only look up to the sky and roar: "Where has my star gone?!"
!”
With a "poof" sound, the dwarf who was disturbing the people in the middle of the night was doused with a bucket of water.
The angry dwarf just raised his head and saw the elf girl he had bet with during the day staring at him coldly. After smiling awkwardly at the second floor, the dwarf dragged his car towards his residence.
My cabin.
"Wow, what amazing properties." I looked at a piece of strange iron that was separated after melting, and said with some surprise. "Not only does it have the properties of iron ore that are easy to process, but it also has properties that are only slightly lower than mithril.
The magician’s surname is Neng, isn’t it a waste to use this as a clockwork spring device?”
"No matter what, let's do it first. Improving your combat effectiveness is the most important thing!" (To be continued.)
