219: Feitian Moutai

Aslan and Essien chatted on the battlefield like this, and the two looked like they hated each other, and finally they were reluctant to separate.

With a smile on his face, Essien left with Capello's infantry battalion, only to break his other leg in front of the garrison before leaving, and being shot through the knee by Bill, it was impossible for him to walk on his feet except in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Capello lay on the ground, glaring at Aslan and Essien with a vicious face.

"Don't worry, Aslan, I promise, this guy, including his family, don't want to survive this winter. Essien looked at Aslan, who was in full bloom, and said quickly.

If Aslan really killed Capello here, it would be difficult to explain in front of the 30,000 garrison.

Aslan nodded, gave Capello two bottles of 'souvenirs', and the two of them returned to the city in pairs.

On the way, Capello looked at the two bottles of local products sent by Aslan, originally he thought it was perfume, but looking at the packaging on it, it was not, it was actually wine.

The name of the wine has a strong bad taste of Feitian City, and it is called Feitian Moutai.

"It's really stingy, it's almost the same as sending two bottles of perfume. After Essien finished speaking, he opened a bottle and took a sip, which almost squirted, but he quickly swallowed it back.

When he took a sip, he was so stimulated by the pungency of the wine that he almost squirted out, but soon he noticed the beauty of this wine, the taste was mellow and sweet, the body was full and round, the aroma was rich and long-lasting, and the feeling lasted for a long time, and it melted away as soon as it passed through the mouth and reached the throat.

It was the first time Essien had drunk such wine, and he had drunk both red wine and vodka from the Empire, but neither of these wines could be compared to Feitian Moutai.

A bottle of Feitian Moutai was a pound, and he drank it like this, and when he drank it until his hands and feet were fluttering, his mind was still clear. This fluttering feeling is very comfortable.

When he came home, because his wife usually hated him drinking, but this time, Essin's wife actually asked him what he drank today? Why is it so fragrant?

At this time, Esin suddenly woke up, carefully put away the remaining piece of Feitian Moutai, and he suddenly said that the brewing of Feitian Moutai is not easy, and the output of Feitian City is not high.

Originally, he didn't care, but now he agrees very much, if such immortal brewing can be produced on a large scale, other restaurants will go out of business in the future.

The turmoil with Calado City ended quickly, especially the two bottles of wine sent out by Aslan, and the relationship between the two was much more enthusiastic.

Inside the imperial capital.

Prince Kira put down the phone in his hand, and Cascivaro stood aside with an embarrassed face.

"You said that Adolf asked Aslan to stop him, and threatened that with Aslan's help, he could produce a new generation of Amenon within a year. Prince Kira asked, a little disbelieving.

Although he knew that Aslan was very capable, he didn't expect to be so capable.

Cascivaro nodded, took out a document, since the Flying City began to mass-produce paper, the price of paper has also dropped a lot, although it has dropped to one copper coin per paper, but for civilians, it is still very expensive.

"It describes the Amenon performance test with the shock absorber attached. ”

After reading it, Prince Kira couldn't help but marvel.

The overall performance of Amenon has been increased by two percent, as long as the joints are strengthened, the performance of Amenon can be greatly improved, and the preliminary estimate is that the performance should not be much worse than the Temple of Light 'Angel'.

Prince Kira was a little excited, as long as this merit was taken out, no matter how poor the Chancellor of the Exchequer was, he would definitely give funds to Prince Kira to continue research, and even comprehensively replace Amenon.

After all, Amenon is the foundation of the White Yun Empire, suppressing the top power of a country.

"Winter is coming, Andra is the province that is most heavily raided by orcs every year, and if Aslan is temporarily in town, maybe this year will surprise us. "Prince Kira was very impulsive and summoned Aslan back.

Especially after the cold winter, his brother Astor will come back, and there is secret information that although he has not returned, there is an undercurrent in the imperial capital secretly, and I believe that he will definitely come back during the annual festival.

Now it is still necessary to let Aslan continue to develop in Andra Oblast, and when it is time for the Great Sacrifice, Aslan will be called back.

Cascivaro nodded.

"How is the mobile phone researched?" Prince Kira picked up the mobile phone again, the mobile phone was not completely useless without the auxiliary amplitude of the signal tower, at least within a hundred meters, it could still be connected, and such a close call was completely free of charge.

Casivaro smiled awkwardly.

"At this point, I have to admit that Your Excellency Aslan is really a genius. Cascivaro found out another document, and he was personally responsible for the mobile phone project.

"The mobile phone is actually a copy of our communication crystal ball, but there is an additional fingerprint lock and designated call function, the real key is on the signal tower, if you can't see the signal tower, I can't study the real reason for the long-distance communication of this mobile phone. ”

Prince Kira nodded.

"You personally go to Flying City to see if you can study the manufacture of signal towers, and you should be very clear about the significance of mobile phones to the army, so you must study them. ”

Cascivaro nodded, got up and went back to clean up, and like most magicians, whenever he came across a magical study he was interested in, he threw himself into it whenever he had time.

The advent of mobile phones rekindled Cascivaro's long-immersed heart of inquiry.

There are not a few people who have the same idea as Prince Kira, and many of the great nobles in the imperial capital have filmed the best magicians under their command to go to Flying City.

Among them, only the Sara family remained calm, and others would mistakenly think that Aslan's things were Sara's things, but the reason why the Sara family didn't do it was because Aslan had warned the family some time ago.

That's right, it's a warning.

The city lord of Junkong City was crucified to death in the city lord's mansion with an arrow, and Avada in Red Maple Town almost died under the protection of his grandfather Vasini, and even Vasini was seriously injured and fled back to the imperial capital.

Aslan took a tough stance and took a tough stance, and if the Sara family reached out to Andhra again, he would not just let the two flee back in embarrassment.

This incident made the entire Sara family furious, but the Great Elder was Aslan's grandfather, and Aslan's outstanding performance was also supported by a neutral elder like Bilischi, and the anger of Vasini's faction was finally suppressed by Aslan's grandfather Vadis.

Fortunately, the Valendo trading team brought great wealth to the Sara family, and it was because of this great wealth that so many neutrals favored Aslan.

At the same time, more elders were also jealous of Aslan Flying City's strength.

Not to mention the elven clan hidden behind, let's just say that the knight named Zhao Yun in Aslan's hand is unparalleled in martial arts, and Bilischi even said that Zhao Yun will be able to break through the holy rank in less than a year.

Aslan has built such a great business in just these years, and his subordinates are full of talents, for the neutral people, as long as he is still surnamed Sara and has not betrayed the family, how can he suppress him.

Recently, there have even been people in the imperial capital who have re-listed Aslan as one of the four great talents in the imperial capital, taking the position of Henry, who was born in a small aristocracy.