Just as the sun was tangent to the horizon, Cooper's side finally got the good news that the job was done.

Although the distillation machine is not as intact as expected, it is at least guaranteed to run smoothly in a short time. Draenor handed the bottle full of rum to Uncle Dwarf as promised, and he hurried goodbye to Leg and the others as they walked down the stairs to check the results of the restoration, and then walked out of the distillery with Cooper—he didn't want to hear a word of nonsense from the liquor dealers for a minute.

He would not lend the train to his group until Leg was sure that the mechanics were working, and before that Draenor would have plenty of time to find a new pair of shoes for Cooper.

He couldn't believe that even as he battled his wits with the liquor dealers in the brewery, the town of Lieshui was already showing signs of recovery. There was not a single person sitting in the streets waiting for dinner, some had loaded the dusty goods onto the wagons, some had already climbed the ladder to wax the signs of their shops, and everyone was dressed in gorgeous clothes, as if they had prepared for the day of economic recovery, and there would be no refugees anywhere!

According to a young man who was preparing a horse-drawn cart, the gang was waiting to get enough money to bring goods to the towns around the south to trade, and some farmers had already begun to clear the fields with the original crops to grow sugar cane, all in preparation for the resumption of the distillery.

According to Lege, the place was originally developed entirely on the sale of alcohol, and the current reserves of grain and grass are still abundant, and they will soon be able to resume transportation and return to the long-lost life of the rich, and no longer need to live a self-sufficient "poor" life.

Draenor understood the minds of the inhabitants of Spiritwater, who had misunderstood the word "poor" from the beginning, and who were able to live a barely fed life on the border in the midst of war, and who saw a life without money as a threat even more than death.

"Hey! You're right, it's you, stupid big man! Why haven't you left Spiritwater yet? ”

Draenor heard the annoying voice, and he didn't have to look back to know that it was Legg's troublesome nephew, Condell. Without saying a word, Cooper turned his head and punched the kid in the navel, he had already seen that the guy was unhappy, and he had seized the opportunity to teach him a good lesson.

"Ahh Brigand! You guys are bandits! I'm going to tell Uncle Hound that you just have to wait! Condell let out a mouthful of spit and quickly clutched his stomach and crawled behind him.

Draenor walked up to him unhurriedly, grabbed Condell's thin arm and lifted him into the air, "You should learn the etiquette from your uncle Lege, it seems that you are a big family in the town." Pat your ass and stand up straight, I just have something to ask you. ”

Condell shook off his arm, broke free of Draenor's arm, patted the dust off his body, and asked him, "What's there to ask?" Don't think that you will become a big man if you save my life, the money I finally got was divided into half of you, is there still heavenly reason? ”

I thought this kid was really grateful, but I didn't expect that he was also a fool who regarded money as his life. Draenor couldn't bear it anymore when he thought of this, and stretched out his palm to clamp Condell's neck, "It's best to get acquainted, we can make sure you stay alive and have the opportunity to take you to the Styx for a bath at any time." Tell me where there is a shop near here? ”

Condell was visibly stunned by Draenor, he almost cried, and even if he had encountered such a situation, there was no one around him who planned to help him, and it was obvious that this kid would have been driven out of Blaze Water by the residents if he hadn't relied on his uncle's backing.

Feeling like he had taught the young man a lesson, Draenor let go of his arm and waited for his reply. Condell slowly got to his feet and looked at Draenor with horror.

"You...... You're not your average Canaanite, are you? Having said that, the way you ask for directions is really special, but unfortunately all the shops in this neighborhood can only sell goods in Battery Market, if you really want to leave Spiritwater Town, it is best to hurry up, there is a shortage of supplies recently, and the 'good goods' in the market will be sold out in a short time. ”

The term had been heard in Mrs. Zoya's mouth before, "Batney", what kind of organization was that? Or is it just the name of the bazaar? Draenor was a little puzzled, the name scared both Zoya and Kondell's eyes, and in short, he had to pay attention to the so-called bazaar.

"Well, it looks like I can't buy you a new pair of boots to wear for the time being, so bear with me a little." Draenor touched the back of Cooper's head, who looked as depressed as a child.

A strong man walked out of the winery, and Condell saw the familiar figure running over with a rolling belt, and it seemed that Leg had checked the repair of the equipment, and walked towards the crowd with a full face on his face.

"Don't mess around with Condell, you're almost twenty years old, you should learn how to make wine from those workers!"

Leg pushed his nephew aside and walked over to Draenor and spoke to him

"The machine is working very well, and it should be fully back in production by this time tomorrow. As agreed, the train belongs to you, and before departure, my workers will carry the wine prepared for the king to the first carriage. Stay here for one night and leave early tomorrow morning as promised! ”

Draenor was very happy with the results he learned, and it looked like everything was going to be on track.

At least the problem of his group has been solved for the time being, although he is still a little worried about the situation of Moran and the others, but it is obvious that she and the two royal family members will not be able to follow her through Blazing Water Town, maybe this matter should end here, and there is no room for him to interfere in the rest of the part, all he can do is to believe that Moran can protect the brother and sister.

"We are also credited to a few of you for being able to come back safely from that spider land, and although the dinner was not particularly rich, please be able to attend with your faces."

Leg handed Draeno an invitation, which was a little yellowed and deformed, but it was clear that it contained the sense of ritual that a merchant should have. Delaenor waved him goodbye for a moment, and led Cooper back to the carriage the group had kept.

As if practicing her spear throwing technique, Vikirico picked a corner far from the town and placed the empty glass bottle on the trunk of the tree, then aimed it at her target and threw the spear at a rapid pace. The spearhead pierced the glass bottle, and continued to fly forward for more than ten meters by inertia, and then stuck in the sand.

She finally noticed the two of them, clapped her hands and walked towards him, "You're back?" How's the 'business' talked? ”

Delano told Jeanne and Viklico, who were at the side of the carriage, about the good news of the train, and they seemed equally excited, finally able to solve the difficulty of walking.

Cooper focused on the spear, and it was clear that after losing the thin line before, Viklico's attack frequency had become much slower again.

"Vicky, keep that spear for me for the time being, don't ask too much, it's a surprise."

He deliberately didn't let Viklico intervene, walked to the edge of the sand, drew his spear, and returned to the carriage.

The dinner went on very smoothly, but the variety of food was indeed more monotonous, although there were more pompous decorations, but those were still ordinary barbecue and dairy products, and these foods were only side dishes for the dinner, and the real star was the light rum that had just been brewed from the distillery.

The townspeople, getting drunk, began dancing in rum-soaked clothes. Cooper was preoccupied with the wine, and Viklico pulled Jeanne into the dance, and for the drunken Draenau, only the food could barely distract him.

"That's an exaggeration, isn't it?" Leg seemed to notice Draenor who was silent, and sat down beside him with a wine glass.

"It's a little, but it seems that you haven't been so indulgent in more than ten years, and there's nothing wrong with having a chance to use your sense of ritual."

Draenor smiled bitterly at the crowd of people singing and dancing, these residents were not really greedy, but saw money as a symbol of hope. Their hatred of the Snowway royal family is also a kind of disgust with war, and who doesn't want to live a peaceful and stable life?

"In my opinion, it's not a sense of ritual, it's the way life really should be."

Leg picked up a wine glass from the left and handed it to Draenor. Draenor was visibly bothered, and he didn't want to taste any more so-called "fine wines".

"Don't worry, it's just plain sugar cane juice."

The corners of Lege's mouth rose slightly, and he shoved the wine glass into Draenor's hand,

"Honestly, those barrels of rum don't make it to the table, but I'm glad you understand my intentions to make up lies."

This remark surprised Draenor a little, Leg could clearly see that his previous evaluations were nonsense, but he did not hinder himself at the time, it must have ulterior motives.

"Your praise is not for me, but for the workers. The rare rums were their brainchild, and the workers slept in the warehouses fearing that the drinks would be stolen. People need praise, even if it's just a few simple words, but it's enough to give hope and strength. I believe that with your previous evaluation, they will continue to work hard in the future until they make a truly satisfying 'wine'. ”

Draenor didn't expect that Lege's mind was far more delicate than he thought, although he did work as a tomb robber for a while, but all this was also to restore hope to this town in the midst of war, and he didn't expect that a few words he said casually could have such a profound impact on the residents of Spiritwater Town.

"Come on! Cheers to life! And I wish you all the best on your journey! Hopefully we can each get the results we deserve! Leg let out a hearty smile again.

Draenor raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, raising his glass in response to Lege's invitation, "Cheers to everything getting on track!" ”

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