Out of the residential area built of red bricks and red tiles, Zhuo Cheng went north through a vast forest, and before he saw the shack, the smell of wine came to his face!

The further you go, the stronger the flavor of the sake, and the taste is a little pungent depending on the ingredients used.

Next to him, Toba was riding on a donkey, and he kept inhaling hard, and everyone was excited: "This is the smell of wine!" That's what wine tastes like! ”

Zhuo Cheng just read the rules of the brewery last night, and reminded him: "Don't drink secretly, catch the capital crime!" ”

The sake brewed in the brewery is a sacrifice at the Flying Goat Festival, and anyone who steals it is caught will be put to death immediately!

Of course, behind the strict regulations, there are also channels for venting, and there are wine coupons issued at regular intervals on the side of the general altar, and you can receive wine with coupons.

Zhuo Cheng went to listen to Mother Earth's class that night, and in the leaflets distributed by those people, he used wine coupons to attract people.

Huo Yan came back last night and chatted a few words, especially about the humanities of the General Altar, according to Huo Yan, the General Altar has a black market transaction in private, and the wine coupon is a hard currency, which is better than gold.

Toba was uncomfortable: "I don't know when my quota will be issued this month." ”

At the rank of servant, the monthly quota is only a small amount of a bottle.

In the past few days, after Toba ran forward and backwards, no matter what he actually thought, Zhuo Cheng pretended to be very useful, and took out the wine coupon for class: "You have worked hard these days, go back at night, take this for more." ”

Toba took it, looked at the quantity on it, and hurriedly excused himself: "Priest, there are too many, it's not suitable......"

Zhuo Cheng waved his hand casually: "Take it." ”

Toba put away, a horse behind him, followed the mule and walked forward, looking at the figure in front of him, thinking of the current situation, the only person in front of him could really rely on.

Out of the forest, there is a vast area of sheds in front of you.

The largest of these is the brewery.

The flying goat's favorite thing is wine, which is used in both the small and large sacrifices of the general altar.

This year there is a big festival, and a lot of sake is required.

The main reason why the bandit group where the mule belonged wanted to loot Sweetwater Town was that Sweetwater Town produced a huge amount of grain, especially sweet potatoes, which could provide a large number of raw materials for brewing.

Zhuo Cheng is not in charge of all the breweries, but one of the breweries that brews sweet potato shochu.

Along the way, the carts carrying the grain entered the workshop area one by one, and pulled out the sealed jars containing the wine.

Outside the general altar, many people are struggling with hunger.

Here, thousands of catties of grain are made into wine.

Toba came to the front station and led Zhuo Cheng to a large courtyard relatively close to the forest, diagonally opposite the door was a workshop that used wheat as the main ingredient to make wine.

There were heavily armed guards at the gate of the courtyard, and after reading Zhuo Cheng's coat of arms and appointment documents, someone immediately went in to report it, and soon two people came out.

One of them was older and was in charge of the brewers and technical management, called the fire scissors.

The other man was a stocky man with a repeater on his back and an axe around his waist, and was the head of the defense of the sweet potato brewery, named Hammer.

The group entered the courtyard, where there were six large sheds side by side, and the pungent smell of wine constantly wafted over.

Entering the spacious room slightly away from the shack, the fire scissors and the hammer saluted Zhuo Cheng: "Priest." ”

Zhuo Cheng glanced at it, these two people were both auxiliary priests.

"The priest has just taken office, what are your orders?" Iron Hammer said directly: "The shadow man has sent someone to explain to us, so that we can obey the priest's orders." ”

Zhuo Cheng is a layman in winemaking, and he has no management experience, what he is best at is smashing people's heads with a hammer, and simply said: "The affairs of the winery are as usual, I don't interfere, what you did before and what you still do in the future." ”

The hammer and the scissors looked at each other, and there was an inexplicable relief on their faces.

The Shadow Man Zhu Priest sent this person over, obviously for gilding, they have managed the brewery for many years, and all the work is arranged in an orderly manner, and they are most afraid that someone will interfere indiscriminately.

After saying the good words, Zhuo Cheng casually picked up the tool hammer hanging on the wall, held the hammer head in his right hand, and his arm exerted force violently, and said at the same time: "Don't have a problem, if something goes wrong, you will punish me from above, and you can't run away." ”

The two watched as Zhuo Cheng's hand opened, and a completely deformed hammer head fell.

If you pinch someone's head, it won't be more strenuous than breaking a crockpot!

Zhuo Cheng's approach is very wilderness banditry, and as far as he is concerned, it is also the best deterrent.

Zhuo Cheng didn't pay too much attention to this mess in the brewery, and told Toba a few words, so that he had nothing to do and go around, as long as there were no major problems, just give an explanation to the filmmaker.

Zhuo Cheng left the bird feathers, and under the banner of being familiar with the environment, he turned around in the workshop area alone.

In addition to the brewing workshop, there are some other factories here, most of which are related to brewing, and a few are weapons and daily necessities workshops.

The nails were indeed buried deep enough, and after turning around for most of the morning, nothing was found.

For many days, Zhuo Cheng was in the workshop area during the day and in the residential area at night, basically turning around, but he didn't find any secret marks left by the nails.

After so many days, one thing is certain, there is indeed no tail staring at the back.

In addition, he found that there was a mess of graffiti on many of the walls of the main altar, on the trees, and on the poles of the street lamps.

Zhuo Cheng simply joined in, and in some places where there was a lot of graffiti, he left the secret notes of the contact that Gluttony said, pointing to the forest in the workshop area.

But after a few days, there was no response.

I can't help but speculate that the nail may have been pulled out.

Sitting in the office of the sweet potato roasting workshop, Zhuo Cheng recalled what he had seen and heard in the past few days, thinking about what to do next.

In the past few days, I have inquired around the corner, because of his injury, the batman was afraid of the warm hospitality of several colleagues who were also toasting and sacrificing, so he hid to recuperate from his injuries and has not shown up for a long time.

It seems that we still have to start with Mother Earth.

Huo Yan? Zhuo Cheng thought that such a young and beautiful maid was right in front of him, did he use his own advantages to ...... her first

"Boys need to protect themselves outside!"

Again, these words echoed in my head!

Zhuo Cheng was so angry that he couldn't sit still: Lao Tzu doesn't protect himself, so you need to worry about it?

"I'm the man who was destined to raise a pond of fish!"

Zhuo Cheng saw that the time was not early, and he was about to go out for lunch, and as soon as he came out of the office, there seemed to be a different smell in the smell of wine.

It's fragrant!

It's a lot like a barbecue!

Just as the hammer was walking from this side, Zhuo Cheng stopped him: "What's the matter with this smell?" Something went wrong? ”

It doesn't matter if the disciples and grandchildren roast a few flying goats to death, don't have problems in the brewery.

Iron Hammer pointed to the forest not far away: "Back to the priest, someone is lighting a fire over there for barbecue, and the person in charge of the wheat workshop on the other side often does this, and we are also worried that a fire will come over and burn our brewery." ”

In fact, this problem has existed for a long time, but they can't solve it, and now there is a new priest, and someone happens to be on top: "The person over there is a senior priest, and I and the fire scissors are just auxiliary priests, and the difference is that we can only accompany and talk carefully, and the most excessive thing is that the old iron priest has barbecued more than ten meters away from the brewery before, so that the people on our side can't work with peace of mind." ”

Zhuo Cheng heard some resentment from the hammer's words.

Iron Hammer peeked at Zhuo Cheng quietly, and saw that he didn't mean to interrupt, and continued: "He is a priest, I and the fire scissors are just auxiliary priests, the level is here, and the old iron priest will not listen, we are a brewing workshop, it is strictly forbidden to use fire, and it is really necessary to start a fire......"

Zhuo Cheng waved his hand: "I'll take a look." ”

The goal hasn't been found yet, so you can't mess up the job first, barbecue doesn't matter, just stay away.

Zhuo Cheng doesn't care much about the brewery, but he can't let people endanger the safety of the brewery.

Out of the gate of the brewery, Zhuo Cheng followed the taste towards the forest not far away, the closer to the forest, the more intense the aroma of the barbecue meat, which made people greedy.

As soon as I entered the forest, I had not gone far when I saw a clearing between the trees on the west side, where someone had surrounded the hearth, lit a fire, and roasted pieces of meat worn on iron drills.

This man is very old, his hair is half gray, and he has a sharp horn like a silver horn king tied with a strap on the top of his head, which looks a little funny.

He turned around, saw Zhuo Cheng is face, and asked, "Who are you, I haven't seen you before?" ”

Zhuo Cheng thought of the secret mark he had left, put one hand on the hammer on his waist, and said as he walked: "I am the new priest of the sweet potato brewing house, called the cannon, brother, are you?" ”

This person's face was wrinkled, and his bright eyes fell on Zhuo Cheng's hand, but he didn't care much: "You just call me Lao Tie, we are neighbors, and I am the priest of the wheat brewery." ”

The two are at the same level.

Zhuo Cheng remained silent, secretly looked at Lao Tie, and suddenly saw a leather pocket hanging on Lao Tie's belt, and the leather pocket was decorated with gold.

It's a seven-petaled flower!

The flower that Zhuo Cheng had described in detail after listening to his gluttonous mouth!

When Ben came to his mouth, Zhuo Cheng swallowed it back, but deliberately sniffed the fragrance and said, "Brother is so Yaxing, hide here and eat delicious food." ”

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them