Close has been a little irritable recently. It feels like God is opening his eyes to put a rain on him. However, because he has no basin on his hands, he can only stand on the side and stare dryly. This irritable feeling makes me feel uncomfortable in my heart, and when I feel unhappy, I want to hit someone. Maiya, who came to him to compete, didn't look at him, and grabbed him with a sharp blow and mummy.

The thing that made Clossi unhappy was distilled liquor. Some time ago, after drinking the so-called good liquor, I realized that the alcohol they drank was pitiful. At that time, I still called Maiya, who kept saying "good liquor! Good liquor" while drinking, and then I found the wine to look like that.

After hearing the butler's words, Clossi's head flashed. Can we also share the wealth of countless seniors who traveled through time to make a fortune and "distilled divine light"? When we came to the Great Sword World, we saw that there was glass. Clossi naturally thought that other aspects would not be bad. The other world full of money was just a legend. He could pick up salt and fall into the great masters accumulated by the eight generations of ancestors. Only after giving this reminder did he realize that he had made a big mistake. No wonder everyone says that empiricism really kills people!

When he had an idea, he immediately took action and asked the butler to find a reliable blacksmith. Clossi gave some random instructions while writing and drawing. After thinking about it, the blacksmith really made something weird.

Although I didn't get much dipped in wine in my previous life, and the specific process of steaming wine was unclear, the principle was not very complicated. I just used the different boiling points of the wine and the water were heated and distilled out. After experimenting, modification, and experimenting, I found that it was feasible, and I handed over it to the old housekeeper to operate it quickly. It was a source of wealth. After all, no one would think that he had too much money.

So, a strange house stood up on the mound of the castle, and the first high-altitude wine workshop in the Great Sword world was born. The chief sensible was just nine years old and his name was Clossi and Rhine.

The craftsmen in the workshop signed a death contract with the Rhine family, and the guards were all trustworthy people specially selected by Al. This unique business would be in danger of being leaked for a while. If there was a problem that the guards could not cover the castle was right next to him, chatting, and the new lord, Guard leader Mr. Giorshi, who was not beaten up every day or was uncomfortable if he was not beaten up, promised to rush out first and catch the prisoner and slander a hundred times!

Judging from the reaction of the trial sale of high-alcohol in the territory, the people in the Great Sword World seemed to be very accustomed to this thing. Just as Clossi was preparing to expand the strange house twice to let the drunkards in the Great Sword World experience the "Distilled Divine Light" and get a lot of money to get black-hearted money, a tragedy happened! He didn't have the food to make wine!

In addition to the necessary military reserves, there is not much grain collected in its own territory! Several villages and towns, including Laika Town, have high salinity and not much land that can be cultivated, and their output is generally not high. Although they spend a lot of money to reorganize and repair the water conservancy facilities in the territory, their grain output is just to maintain self-sufficiency, and it is unrealistic to use it to make a lot of wine.

Finally, God opened his eyes and threw some money down, but Clossi could only stand aside and stare at him, which made people angry. When he was anxious, his mind was not enough. He wished that the territory would be full of wasteland and even the salt fields would be planted!

At this time, thanks to the old butler, I reminded me: I can’t get in. Although the cost is a little higher, the profit of putting “Niolanshan Erguotou” is nothing!

Clossi slapped his forehead, wasn't that the reason? He wanted to hold the butler's old face, cling to his two-piece, or they said that there was an old man in his family, as if he had a treasure!

After being reminded by the housekeeper, Clossi found Al to discuss for a few days, and finally chose a large business that set up a permanent location in Leica Town, which seemed to have some background as the partner.

No matter how big or small, Clossi is also a lord, and his status is not a little higher than that of the left-behind business manager. It is difficult to talk about this matter directly, so the old housekeeper volunteered to come to the door with the sample.

Everyone cooperated happily in the salt business. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that although the name of "Niolanshan Erguotou" was a bit bad, it was a very profitable business. In the blink of an eye, the two families became gangsters again.

The business management level of the Rhine family territory is probably not high. While expressing a strong desire for cooperation, he also explicitly stated that he did not have that much power to make a decision directly. He hoped that the Rhine family could wait patiently. He had sent a message to the main family and there would be enough people coming soon. He also slapped his chest and promised that the Rhine family would not suffer any losses.

There is no rush to cooperate, after all, this is not everything. Recently, Close has felt that his martial arts skills have grown, and his confidence in defeating Mr. Giant Stone, who is said to be very powerful, has increased. He realizes that all demons and awakens can be regarded as clouds. He can take this opportunity to go out for a walk and experience it.

It’s a pity that after several years of coming to the world of Great Sword, Clossi has never even released his own territory within a radius of dozens of miles! He has become a real country rich man.

Al, who has been increasingly struggling to deal with Closi recently, did not object, and probably felt that it was almost time for his disciples to go out for a walk. In this way, the butler and the other party told the Ding Rhein family that the people from the Ding Rhein family went to the Holy City with the team transporting salt to discuss the details of the cooperation.

For security reasons, Al decided to go with Clossi and then ordered the new guard commander Maiya and several guards with good martial arts skills. The guards in the territory were temporarily thrown to Commander Clark.

As for the black workshops with insufficient raw materials, I have to collect the dispersed wine at will during this period of time and steam it in small batches first.

The day of departure was clear, which was a good weather for travel. The team was larger and more burdensome than Closi imagined. In the center, there were more than a dozen large trucks loaded with goods and a group of people needed to keep, and others were either riding horses or walking guards nearby.

In addition to Clossi's group of people and the caravan leaders, there were also thirty caravan guards with a strong military flavor, as well as almost twice the number of mercenaries. There were also a doctor, a special chef and several maids who accompanied him.

With the strength of the caravan, he could probably walk sideways in the west. After leaving the Rhine family territory, he slowly walked away for two days, but he didn't see anyone running away without looking at it. Instead, he made Clossi, who was determined to show his skills to suppress a horse thief and a robber, was so depressed.

After the initial excitement, Closi gradually became impatient with the slow movement of the team. He rode a white horse with a divine horse. When Al was talking to the caravan leader, he rode to the front of the ranks without hesitation. Al smiled wryly and accused him of guilt and rode his horse to catch up.

"Close, although the road is a bit boring, it's better not to leave the team too far. This is not in your territory." Al caught up and reminded.

"There is no danger in this kind of countryside." Clossi turned his head and shouted, without slowing down his horse. The feeling of the breeze blew on the horse's back was still very good.

Ar lightly clamped his horse's belly, and then accelerated his speed, and educated him: "Thieves and bandits are everywhere, my lord."

"Didn't you teach me to try not to speak when riding a horse, otherwise it will easily bite my tongue?" Seeing that Al looked really angry when he stared at him, Clossi smiled embarrassedly, and his speed gradually slowed down. He didn't want to experience Al's anger.

Back in the middle of the team, Closi looked up at the sky, surprised that it was still blue and sunny. He whipped the reins weakly, complaining about the boring journey in his heart. Alas~~, it would be great if something thrilling happened!

Twilight fell on the earth. That night they stayed in a small town not far from Nados. The caravan guards rested early except for the shifts, and the mercenaries who accompanied them ran to the town's tavern like sheep to have fun.

Once heard Maiya brag about her colorful experiences when she was a mercenary, Clossi inevitably yearned for places where mercenaries gathered. Maiya and two other relatively young and energetic soldiers were accompanied by him in the town. Al didn't expect any problems for them, so he told them to "Don't cause trouble" and let them go.

The door of the tavern opened. Maiya stood at the door for a while, her tall figure blocked the door and looked at the interior of the tavern. The tavern has always been a place where prostitutes, criminals, thieves, and criminals gathered, and many dirty transactions were carried out here. Although he didn't care about these, it would be better to be careful because Clossi was also in the way. If this little ancestor was disturbed, he wouldn't have suppressed it if he wanted to suppress it!

The best location in the tavern was occupied by several big men with fierce appearances and muscles. Weapons such as swords stood aside at will. Their table was relatively empty, and others seemed to dare not provoke them. Maiya observed them for a moment and confirmed that these people were not mercenaries with the caravan, probably like a land tiger sitting near the town. His two thick brows frowned slightly. When Maiya observed the other party, the other party also looked at Maiya with a slanted eyes, as if evaluating whether the tall and strong newcomer had money.

"Hey! Can Maiya Jean?" Clossi pushed Maiya, who was blocking in front of him, and walked into the smoked tavern.

The tavern suddenly seemed to illuminate something, and the noisy sound became much quieter.

The perfect face shape, fair and delicate skin that women are jealous of. The thick black eyelashes cover the sea-colored eyes, and the delicate and beautiful facial features are fascinating. Although they are not old, they are already a rare "beauty"

Not caring about the eyes of those guys, Clossi looked at the tavern and walked straight towards a wooden table against the wall with satisfaction. There were obviously many people in the tavern but there were still tables empty. Clossi felt that he was lucky.

Maiya sighed, drove away the prostitute who had been entangled with him, and sat on Clossi's table, and the two followers looked for a table next to him to sit down. He thought he was a scumbag in the aristocratic tavern and didn't dare to make any decisions about him? Perhaps he was too stupid to see how coveted he was? Or, he felt that the journey was too dull and so special?

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Chapter completed!