After hearing the reasons for choosing the location of Bergman Winery, Snorri nodded. "That place is also protected by Bergman's rangers. These guys are quite capable!"
Snorri said casually, thinking of those guys in the game who carry shields that can withstand some damage and drink beer to restore their health during battle.
"Ranger? Well, strictly speaking, barely." Lauren Timekeeper was a little strange, but he still followed Snorri's words.
"Although I think it's not bad to consider it a small fortress based on the size of the winery that the Bergman family has been running for many generations."
"It turns out that Bergman's winery had not been attacked at this time. The original rangers should now be regarded as the employees and security guards of the winery." After thinking about it, Snorri made a haha and got through.
The reception banquet at noon ended quickly, and Lord Laurent would continue to direct the craftsmen to repair the damage suffered by the fortress in Gollum's waaagh.
The convoy will stay in Karak-Domar for three days. Some merchants going to the empire will be separated here. At the same time, some merchants from the empire who want to go to the western mountains will join.
Snorri decided to take advantage of these few days to visit Bergmann's brewery. Early the next morning, he set off on a rock sheep with only his forty-man Hammer Guards.
They followed the mountain path all the way down. The winery was built in a valley to facilitate water collection. The water from the Blackwater Lake poured down a waterfall.
Snorri saw several round roofs peeking out from the trees in the distance. Just as he was setting up a pergola and looking for the nearest road, a voice rang from the side of the road.
"Don't move! Who is coming?"
The Hammer Guards moved quickly upon hearing the sound, and they surrounded Snorri.
"The Hammer of Eternity Guards!"
"Could it be that His Majesty the Supreme King is here in person?"
Several more voices rang out, and soon with a clanking sound of branches, four dwarves emerged from the woods.
They wore red and blue leather armor and horned helmets on their heads. They held crossbows that were slightly smaller than the heavy arrow crossbowmen, and they had shields and axes on their backs.
These dwarves were still pointing crossbows at Snorri and his party. Seeing Snorri sitting on the back of a sheep, he suddenly had an ominous premonition. He found that even though he was surrounded by guards, he was still exposed to the threat of crossbows.
Below.
"I can't be at the front of the team anymore! Otherwise, if I encounter a sudden long-range fire attack, my anvil guards will not be able to reach me even if they try to form a shield wall to protect me!"
"This is Rune Master Snorri Thorson, the divine choice of the ancestral goddess. We are here to visit Master Joseph Bergman!" Captain Glenson stepped forward and handed over the report.
"Valaya is the best! It turns out to be the goddess's choice! Please come with us." With ten eternal hammers and the emblem on their chests endorsing it, the dwarves are not worried about anyone counterfeiting.
As he spoke, the two security guards led the group deeper into the woods, while the other two returned to the hiding place to continue their duties.
"We have no choice but to do this!" the dwarf said as he walked.
"The fine wines of our winery are very attractive to any race. In addition to the winemakers who want to steal our wines, there are also many greenskins, and trolls are also plotting against the winery!"
"Hahaha, the aroma of wine is not afraid of the deep woods!" Snorri praised sincerely.
With the guidance of the security personnel, Snorri quickly arrived at the gate of the winery. This is a building similar in shape to an outpost. Snorri roughly estimates that there are no less than a thousand people living here based on its size.
People.
As Snorri arrived, a chubby dwarf man ran over surrounded by several guards, his huge beer belly trembling.
"Good afternoon, dear goddess! I am Joseph Bergman, the owner here." The brewmaster in front of him smiled happily, and the fat on his cheeks and his big red nose were almost squeezed together.
"Thanks to the ancestor goddess and you, my business has improved a lot this month! Look, I'm fat again!"
Bergman's familiarity made Snorri a little unresponsive for a moment.
"I've heard about you and your fine wine for a long time. This time I was ordered to escort the caravan to Breeze Castle and finally had the opportunity to come and visit. It's so annoying!" Snorri replied very politely.
"Hahaha, could it be that the ancestral goddess prefers me?" Bergman patted Snorri on the shoulder, "Please come in, this is not the place to talk. Come, serve wine to our warriors who have come from afar.
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Snorri followed Bergman into the gate. Many dwarves in the small square were placing wine barrels one after another on the carriage.
"I have to leave these babies to you! Without them, the tribesmen of Hornburg, Fearless Castle, and Breeze Castle would have to drink swill during the New Year!"
After hearing this, Snorri finally had some understanding of Bergman's arrogance, but he did not refute, but smiled and agreed.
"This is a fermentation tank!" Bergman introduced, pointing to several huge containers leaning against the wall of the winery.
“We will introduce the produced wort into the fermentation tank for further fermentation, control the temperature, and keep the yeast in the best state. During this process, the yeast will convert the sugar in the malt into popping bubbles and fine wine.”<
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After half a morning of trekking, it was now lunch time. Snorri and his people had lunch with the winery employees.
In addition to the indispensable variety of freshly brewed wines, the meals here also include dishes that are mixed with beer during the cooking process. Beer duck, beer roasted pork knuckles, beer-stuffed river shrimp, etc., which made Snorri and his guards eat them.
They said they enjoyed it.
"Bring more! My friends, no matter how good the wine is, its flavor will change after transportation and storage. How can it be as sweet as the one I have here!" Bergman jumped on the table and toasted loudly.
Snorri himself doesn't like drinking at lunch. The dizziness after drinking will ruin the next half day, but this time he didn't resist the temptation.
After lunch, the dizzy Snorri visited other parts of the winery with the support of the guards, as if he wanted to let the ancestor goddess take a look. Bergman introduced it very hard.
They walked all the way through the large millstone that crushes malt, the workshop that saccharifies malt to produce wort, the large filter kettle that filters spent grains to obtain clarified wort, and all the way to the deepest boiling room.
"Hops and yeast need to be added during the wort boiling process. Their ratio and material selection are my family secret recipes, master? Master?"
Bergman was talking endlessly while drinking, and suddenly he found that Snorri's eyes were narrowed to a slit, and his head was moving bit by bit. He was barely able to fall down because of the support of the guards.
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Speaking of which, do you think it is necessary for me to rewrite the beginning? The computer coding was a bit flawed at first