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Du Teng has drunk dwarven spirits, in fact, it is only about 30 degrees, and the level of winemaking in this world is basically similar to that of ancient China. The wine is cloudy and has a low alcohol content, which is the indigenous people who have not drunk high alcohol. Anyone who has come from hereafter will probably drink these ordinary drinks as beer.

Distiller's grains are easy to find, and Stratholme has a large amount of discarded grain.

Much of this grain has been contaminated by the plague, but some of it has not. And even if it is contaminated food, the priest brushes it with holy light and then does it with alchemy potion, and there is basically no problem. Of course, if you use it to eat, even if it is fine, you will still have some diaphragms in your heart, but it is different when you use it to make wine.

Not to mention that these wines are still for others to drink, as long as you don't drink it and people can't drink it, then there is no problem at all.

It took less than five days to get back and forth, and when the first pot of distilled spirits came out, a strong aroma wafted out. The soldiers who were standing nearby and were in charge of guarding shrugged their noses vigorously, and their eyes drifted towards them uncontrollably. The soldiers, who were directly responsible for operating the steaming tools, kept swallowing their saliva.

There is no soldier who does not like wine, and wine is also a major consumption item in the barracks on weekdays, and now they smell such a strong aroma of wine, can these soldiers bear it?

Du Teng didn't embarrass them, this first pot of wine must not be drunk, too strong, too rushed, spicy and unbearable, just smelling the wine makes people feel dizzy, let alone drinking.

Moreover, the first steamed wine is actually not very tasty, and it needs to be blended to some extent.

Du Teng didn't really know about the process of making wine, he just knew such a method of steaming wine in general, and he handed over the specific blending and blending work to the mage who accompanied the army.

Although mages don't drink alcohol, many mages are alchemy masters, and they are used to alchemy potions, so it is not too simple to mix some high-grade wines with different tastes.

As for whether the wine is good or not, it must be tasted, there is absolutely no shortage of people to taste, and the tastes are also varied.

The final blend resulted in a total of three wines.

They are golden ale wine, emerald green medicinal wine and blood-red petal wine.

Needless to say, the former is a combination of high alcohol and low alcohol, with some special seasonings added to it, which fully integrates the wheat aroma of ale wine and the intensity of high wine, which is an upgraded version of ale wine, this kind of wine has the least consumption of high wine, and the degree is relatively low, only about ten degrees higher than that of ale wine.

As the name suggests, petal wine is added with petal essence, and there is a special floral fragrance in the liquor, and this aroma lasts for a long time, which is a variant of perfume. As long as the concentration of the wine is higher and the amount of petal extract is higher, what is the difference between this and perfume? This wine is suitable for women, and the degree is the lowest, and Rona basically can't take her eyes off it at the first sight.

And the emerald green medicinal wine in the middle is what makes Du Teng's eyes shine.

A large amount of herbal essence was added to this wine, but I don't know what means these mages used, they actually removed the medicinal smell in the herbs, and when they opened the wine bottle, they could only smell a strong smell of wine and a faint sound of grass. Pour yourself a glass, the emerald green liquid, looking as beautiful as a bottle of flowing emerald.

When you take a sip, the initial feeling is refreshing, and there is no feeling of alcohol at all. But after this sip of wine, the hot feeling suddenly erupted, as if a bomb had exploded in the stomach, and the whole person felt hot, and this heat also rushed down the spine to the brain, and even Du Teng couldn't help but feel dizzy. It took a moment for him to exhale this breath violently.

"Good!"

Even if he was used to drinking a high degree of alcohol, he had to provoke his thumb and praise him fiercely.

This is also unique to Azeroth.

In terms of alcohol content, the liquor here is definitely not as good as those distilled spirits on the earth, and if it weren't for Duten taking out this method, even if it would be another ten or twenty years, there would be no high degree of distilled spirits here. But Azeroth has one of their characteristics, and that is that the wine tastes very, very good.

Whether it's ale, sparkling wine, or dwarven beer, it tastes very good.

The aroma of the ale is so intense that it is like taking a sip of barley extract, and the same is true for other wines. The strength of Azeroth's wine is the taste, not the degree.

Now that Du Ten had helped them make up for this only shortcoming, to be honest, the wine he was drinking now was many times better than the ones he had drunk on Earth before.

In one sip of wine, there are actually several changes in taste, and the taste of the wine is different at different times. Cool in the mouth, fiery in the belly, fragrant in the mouth, and long in the aftertaste, Duten could not find more words to praise this wine.

It's a pity that this wine is made from Stratholme's grain, and even if the others don't mind, Duten will definitely not want to drink more. So he just tasted it and knew about the taste. And he is not addicted to alcohol, he doesn't want to drink it for a few years, and he can bear it for a few days in a row.

The others are different, there are drunkards in the army, and these guys don't care where the food comes from, even if they tell them that the food has been contaminated by the plague, they don't mind. In the eyes of these guys, what if they have been contaminated by the plague? As long as it's purified, it's fine.

After all, even in Azeroth, there are people who are hungry these days, and people who can't eat enough can eat even the bark and dirt, so what's there to be afraid of with the food infected by the plague? Not to mention that all this food has been purified, so there is no need to worry.

Du Teng visited the Brute Hammer Dwarves this time, and planned to bring a hundred barrels of wine first, that is, the kind of fifty-pound barrels, which are not much, as long as the mind arrives.

And he wasn't ready to use a hundred barrels of wine to break through the joints of the Brute Hammer Dwarves, if he wanted to convince these stubborn guys to join his camp, he also needed to come up with more practical things, wine was just a stepping stone, just an auxiliary prop for a smoother start, it didn't make sense to bring too much, maybe it would make people feel stupid.

After saving up enough for a hundred barrels of wine, fifty barrels of golden ale, thirty-five barrels of emerald green medicinal wine, and only fifteen barrels of red petal wine, after preparing all these things, Du Teng took out the prepared small cloth bag, drew his wand, and began to wave it at the small cloth bag continuously. (To be continued.) )