That is what everyone was drinking at the farewell party.

Winters doesn't like the taste of wine very much, but he prefers this strange liquid that has no "wine flavor".

The two Vinetas stood among a group of enthusiastic conversations, drinking fermented water silently, one cup after another.

A fat gentleman walked through the crowd and walked straight to the two of them.

The fat man took off his hat, bent down slightly, and smiled brightly: "Captain Montane, Lieutenant Cellini."

"Mr. Leo." Winters nodded, poured a cup of fermentation water and handed it to the other party, and asked quietly, "How?"

Mr. Leo, the plenipotentiary of the Navare Trading Company, took the wine glass, held it in his hand but did not drink it: "It has been agreed."

"All have been agreed?"

Mr. Leo put away his smile: "Please rest assured."

Winters felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" Andre was unaware of it, so he looked at Winters, and then looked at Mr. Leo: "What are you talking about? Who are you talking to?"

Andre returned to Revodantan with Ronald and others and missed many meetings.

When Winters heard Andre’s question, he was confused and didn’t know how to explain it.

"Can I explain it to Lieutenant Cherini?" Mr. Leo volunteered.

"Please worry." Winters was of course happy.

"Lt. Cellini, you should know the wool textile industry in Venetta." Mr. Leo shook the cashmere material on his body: "One side is us, Venetta people, Navare Trading Company has a batch of wool that needs to be transported back to Venetta, General Serbiati has a batch of war horses that also needs to be transported back to Venetta, Captain Montane needs to send food to Iron Peak County. The other side is the Paratu people, who have the roads and food..."
Chapter completed!