Lord of all tribes

Chapter 201 The Woman and the Wine
"You can really drink freely?" Arvid immediately stopped rubbing his nose in the wine tank. For the dwarves, good wine is always the best thing.

"We're not used to that sour red wine, you wouldn't entertain us with that kind of wine, would you?"

As a dwarf, especially a dwarf in his prime, he has always had little resistance to any kind of high-alcohol drink, but he is very repulsive to red wine, which has a low alcohol content and has a strange taste.

"Hehe, don't you know it when you see it at the banquet?"

Luo Lin made a small pass, and the two dwarves were lured by the wine, and Luo Lin led them into the Lord's Mansion without much effort.

"It smells so good!" Arvid's wine-grooved nose moved up and down restlessly, and the red wine-grooved nose complemented each other with his full beard.

"How is this wine brewed? How is it as pure as clear water?" Frank's stubby hands tremblingly held the cup filled with Dukang wine, his Adam's apple visibly moved to the ground, and then poured out all the clear wine in the glass poured into the mouth.

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

Frank's face turned red in an instant. The goblet in his hand is usually used to hold red wine, and filling it half full is about half a catty.

And what Rowling brought out to entertain Arvid and Frank was the original wine without any dilution, and the alcohol content of this wine had reached a shocking level.

"It's so spicy. But it's so cool!" Frank's flushed face twisted extremely, his mouth opened and closed, and the fur clothes on his body were taken off one by one.

"Can you pour me some more?" Frank looked at Luo Lin expectantly, and the corner of Luo Lin's mouth twitched, showing a slight smile, signaling to the maid serving on the side to continue pouring wine.

Seeing Frank's bizarre reaction after drinking, Arvid was slightly stunned.

His face was distorted, showing that his dwarf companion, Frank, was extremely uncomfortable, but why he couldn't wait to drink?

Arvid looked at the pure, clear but charming wine in the goblet in front of him, and his throat moved many times, but with Frank's lessons learned from the past, this time Arvid, although full of saliva, could not Still persisting, he took a sip of the mellow wine in front of him.

"Good wine! Good wine!" Arvid touched his own trough nose, and couldn't put it down.

"Hehe." Luo Lin chuckled, "As long as you like it."

This Dukang wine is extremely popular in the circle of human aristocrats, let alone dwarves who are addicted to alcohol?
Living in dark mines all year round, dwarves have a crazy and paranoid love for high-precision liquor.

At the same time, the dwarves' brewing skills are also excellent, but the wine brewed by the dwarves is generally not seen in the market, because the wine brewed by them is not enough to drink by themselves, so how can it be sold?
Besides, can the benefits of brewing be compared to the arms trade of hundreds of thousands of gold coins?
Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

The eyes of the two dwarfs who were drunk looking at Luo Lin changed.

If it was arrogant and indifferent before, then it is flattery and fawning now.

"That...Young human lord, can you sell us some fine wine like yours, we are willing to spend a lot of money to buy it!"

Arvid, who has a prominent rosacea, can still maintain a certain degree of sobriety and composure. He has tasted such fine wine, but now he thinks about the rice wine he brewed before, and the fruit wine is all worthless.

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

Looking at the drunken dwarf at his feet, Luo Lin was speechless for a while.

"Take them to the guest room of the lord's mansion, and make sure they have a good rest."

Luo Lin called the guards to carry the two drunk and unconscious dwarves away. Looking at the empty wine cans, he had to say that the dwarves were too damn good to drink.

A standard ten-jin bottle of Dukang wine pure wine was actually drunk by these two dwarves. The love of these dwarves for fine wine is too crazy.

I can live without women, but I can't live without wine.Women adorn my clothes, but wine is my internal organs.Without a woman, I can live a dirty life, but without my internal organs, I can only die with a broken liver and gallbladder.

This is a classic list written by a famous forging master of the dwarves, and it has been praised by the world.

From this, we can also see the dwarves' passion for fine wine
"Are you awake? How did you sleep last night?" Luo Lin sat on a high seat in the lord's hall, looking at the two dwarves who were still in a daze with a smile on his face.

"Good wine!" Arvid rubbed his sleepy eyes, subconsciously making a sound.

"Thank you for your hospitality. The dwarves always pay attention to gratitude. I can unconditionally agree to forge a weapon for you." Frank was still conscious, and sincerely bowed to Rowling, "Of course, if you need The level of the forged weapon is too high, I can also ask the blacksmith master in our clan to forge it for you."

"I don't need to forge any weapons." Luo Lin stepped down from the high position of the lord, "I want you!"

"What?" Frank woke up instantly after being frightened, "We dwarves are not weak elves. I would rather die than let you humans hunt and serve as slaves!"

Frank straightened his chest, and looked at Rollin with cloudy eyes, showing no fear at all.

"What I mean is that I want to hire you to work in my territory. You can open a blacksmith shop in my territory and forge weapons and armor for me." Rollin sweated profusely. He knew that Frank had misunderstood his meaning. "I can pay you a high salary. Of course, if you have any other requirements, you can also ask for it."

"Isn't it really arresting us as slaves?" Frank asked half-questioningly.

"No."

"You want to hire us?"

"Yes."

"Then can I drink those fine wines every day?"

"Of course, if you want."

"Okay, deal!"

Rollin: "."

For a drunkard like a dwarf, there is nothing that can't be done with a bottle of wine, if there is, then two bottles.

Of course, this was just a verbal agreement between Frank and Rowling, and the specific matters had to be agreed by the dwarf patriarch of his tribe.

Before Frank and Arvid left, Rowling personally presented ten jars of Dukang wine to them. This was his kindness to the dwarves. Rowling desperately hoped to quickly gain the support of a dwarf clan in the territory.

In this way, the weapons and equipment in the territory can be upgraded to a higher level, which is of fundamental benefit to strengthening the army.

(End of this chapter)