With Allen's permission, De Niro gathered all the dwarf winter melons together and held a small meeting, the general meaning of the meeting was that this time the clansmen went out of Ganapin, originally to work for the Grand Duke of the Locke Kingdom, but now the boss of the part-time job has changed, and he has not been paid.

The dwarf melons protested en masse, but Elder De Niro dismissed it.

The dwarf melons protested en masse again, and Allen led Babylon the Great and Cologne to violently suppress them.

The dwarf winter melons gladly accepted the new job, and all of them had blue noses and swollen faces and big mouths missing front teeth, swearing and confidently promising that the task would be successfully completed by then, and reassuring the new owners that they would definitely work overtime and strive to complete it as soon as possible.

In this way, the dwarves of the Garnia Plains have settled in the Bloodhoof Tribe, hoping for the stars and the moon every day, hoping that the western diocese will bring the steel over as soon as possible, and they are so busy that they will leave to go to the Rock Kingdom to do business, and Hammer City is still waiting for them to bring back the spirits.

Alan was not idle, taking Big Babylon and Little Zach to the camp to find tools and helpers.

The dwarf's addiction to alcohol inspired him a lot, so he decided to try to make something like alcohol.

Because this thing is very versatile, whether it is a military or medical role, it is very practical, combustion, anti-virus, anti-inflammatory, etc.

When it comes to winemaking, Alan really knows a little bit about it, and the materials and tools needed are nothing more than koji, fermentation tanks, grinders, filtration, etc.

But he didn't know whether alcohol was the same principle as winemaking, so he had to give it a try.

The dwarven elder, who was still in the tent every day and was frightened, was also dragged out by Allen, and even said that he was drawing and drawing for a long time, and De Niro finally understood.

De Niro looked at Alan and asked, "What are you going to build a tank for?" ”

"Zhen Nyima has no culture, this is a fermentation vat!"

"What is a fermentation vat for?"

"What so much nonsense, can you make it?"

"Yes!"

"Go straight!"

"Good!"

After sending away the dwarven elders, Alan began to study the tools of crushing.

Although the principle of this thing is simple, the process is quite complicated, not to mention the backward Bloodhoof tribe, there may not be such a sophisticated thing on the human realm.

Alan meditated for a long time and couldn't find an alternative tool or solution, the more he thought about it, the more troublesome he became, and when he was troubled, he didn't like anyone.

Babylon, who knew the temper of the new chieftain of the tribe, quickly found a reason to leave, fearing that the other party would take out his anger again.

Alan, who was full of evil fire and had nowhere to sprinkle, shrugged his eyelids and stared at the direction where the dwarves were gathered, and just when he was thinking about whether to find two dwarf winter melons and kick them a few times to vent his anger, he suddenly had an idea in his mind.

There are no tools, but we have coolies, aren't those idle dwarves all ready-made coolies, and when the time comes, let them take turns to take the class to smash it with a hammer, and the effect is estimated to be about the same.

A few dwarves in the distance were bragging and farting heartlessly, and suddenly felt a cold wind coming from the back of their heads, and turned their heads to look at Allen, who was not far away, had a pair of bad intentions in their eyes, and they felt chills down their spines.

The most difficult part was solved, and the rest was the filtration equipment and storage utensils.

These two things are easy to solve, and someone will get them after Allen explains it, but there is a shortage of food in the tribe, and he doesn't dare to waste it casually, so after thinking about it, he still thinks that he will discuss it with Old Zack.

Old Zack was very happy, looking indifferent, which means that you are the chief, you have the final say, the tribal brothers are hungry, you can take it to rob, if the human merchant group does not have it, go to the outpost county village on the border of the Rock Kingdom to rob it.

Alan rolled his eyes, he couldn't help but open his eyes one day and find that the cheap dad had killed the elite border troops of the kingdom, but he was also deeply impressed by Old Zack's bandit theory, but I have to say that he felt that it was very barbarian.

In this way, while waiting for the western diocese to deliver steel, Alan and his tribal warriors began a great business of winemaking.

In order to prevent these dwarf mules from stealing the master, Alan deliberately chose to build a temporary workshop around the camp, in addition to letting the dwarven coolies act as human flesh grinders in the distance every day, the twelve soldiers in the workshop are guarded in turn, and no dwarf is allowed to approach within fifty meters.

The Wasteland Distillery was officially opened, and the Allen brand rye wine was officially put into production, and although there was no production license, the sky above the tribal camp was still filled with a strong aroma of wine.

Alan moved the tent next to the workshop and spent his days staring at it except for sleeping.

All the tribal warriors are also the masters of no drinking, even Cologne and Babylon the Elder Zach the Three, staring at those wine jars every day, asking dozens of times a day when they can drink, if it weren't for Allen's close attention, it is estimated that these semi-finished products would have been drunk by others long ago.

In addition to the tribal warriors in the camp, the most disturbing thing is the more than 300 dwarves in the camp, as the aroma of wine becomes stronger and stronger, they can't smell it, and finally sneak around and can't drink it.

The most painful thing in the dwarves' lives is nothing more than this, these few days are simply painful for them, smelling the wine is a desire for immortals, but if they can't drink it, they want to die, and they have to pay attention to the dwarf elders.

The last person De Niro wanted to see in the camp was Allen, but under the pressure of the clansmen, the dwarf elder still found Allen in disgrace.

Alan lowered his head and squinted his eyes and asked, "What's the matter, what's wrong?" ”

De Niro has already learned that old Zach has long since abdicated to make way for Xian, and this unreasonable guy in front of him is the new chief, so to speak, the whole camp of such a large camp is the final word of the guy in front of him.

And De Niro also found a problem, this new chief does not seem to be a native barbarian at all.

However, Luo had already asked Alan to clean up his obedience, and there was still a trace of the demeanor of the dwarf elder in the past, and asked hesitantly: "We want to taste the wine you brewed, Chief, can we?" ”

"Get out" Alan turned around and left.

De Niro hurriedly followed with two little short legs: "Don't, just one person and one mouthful?" It's so torturous! Please, Chief Bloodhoof! ”

"I'm going to be rough if you pull my pants again" Alan pulled the waistband of his pants with both hands, and the dwarf winter melon hugged his calves and almost didn't pull his pants off.

"Please, Chieftain, we dwarves smell such a strong smell of wine every day, and we drool every day in our dreams!"

"It's my bird business, hurry up and get out." Alan hurriedly slapped De Niro and took a picture, there is no such thing as panties in this world, and it will be embarrassing to lose your hair if the pants fall down.

The former little follower Bandina doesn't know what's going on lately, and she follows old Zach every day, and it's rare to see a chance every day.

De Niro was not forced by the other party's obscenity this time, but stalked him, and ran over to grab Allen's calf and didn't let go.

Alan didn't pay any attention to him, a dwarf was hanging from his lap, and he walked up on his own.

Dwarf Elder De Niro was also completely shameless, and just like that, he was dragged out dozens of meters away from the other party's calf and did not let go.

"Okay, you're really annoying, one person has one mouthful, you have more than three hundred dead people, one person has one mouthful, and I still have left?"

"And you taught us how to brew?"

"I'll teach you mom!" Alan laughed angrily: "What kind of bird-like old man don't you know, haven't you heard of the church apprentice starving to death?" ”

"Shall we give us a little bit of everything?"

Alan really couldn't bear the dwarf elder, so he had to say, "Okay, okay, I'll be able to drink it almost in the evening, and I'll give you a little bit when the time comes." ”

Hearing that the other party was finally willing to agree, De Niro almost didn't kowtow after thanking him.

Alan's heart ached so much that he kicked the dwarven chieftain's ass.

Just as he was about to send the dwarf mule away, Babylon the Great hurriedly ran over: "Come, come, Babylon the Great found a human convoy not far away, a long convoy, which should be from the Western Diocese." ”

"It's coming, I'm in a hurry." Alan lifted his pants and was about to leave, when he noticed that Big Babylon's eyes were a little wrong.

Actually, I don't blame Babylon the Great, who told him that the picture he just saw was like this.

His new chief looked happy, while the dwarf elder next to him looked so satisfied that he couldn't do it while touching his buttocks, and the strangest thing was that his new chief had just lifted his pants.

In an instant, Babylon the Great made up countless fragrant pictures.