"Come out, come out..."

Gangbi stared at his round eyes, watching a few drops of golden liquid dripping from the wooden groove, and immediately danced and shouted excitedly.

His sudden voice made several wild boar women who were feeding firewood to the stove jump.

They all glanced at Gangpiao inexplicably.

The dwarf Warwick on the side also showed a smile, stepped forward and watched more and more liquid seeping out, and his nose twitched several times.

"fragrant!"

Warwick put a few drops of golden liquid on his fingers and stuffed them into his mouth.

“It smells really good!”

Suddenly, a strange echo came from behind the two of them. Warwick and Gangbi were startled and quickly turned around.

"Lord Chief!"

Several wild boar women also stood up in a panic and bowed to Cardin.

"I heard that you were brewing wine, but I didn't expect that you arrived just in time to make wine!" Cardin, wearing a small yellow vest that he sewed with animal skins, smiled at the two of them with his hands behind his back.

At the same time, looking towards the wine trough, they have gathered into a water line.

Then he stepped forward and sniffed it with his big nose, and then asked in surprise: "What kind of wine is this made from? Is it so fragrant?"

Warwick looked at Cardin's actions. How did Cardin know that he was making wine? Then he looked at Gangbi, but Gangbi understood and shook his head.

Upon hearing Cardin's question, Warwick quickly replied: "Alpine wheat, the best raw material for our dwarves to make wine!"

"Alpine wheat?"

Cardin was stunned, and then nodded. The most popular wine among dwarves among drunkards is called mountain wine, which is brewed from alpine wheat.

"I didn't expect you to be able to make wine, you are really good at it!" Cardin looked at Warwick and smiled.

In fact, when he was looking at the first version of the crossbow made by Grote at the craftsman's shop, he learned from Grote that Warwick asked him to build a set of brewing tools, and Cardin also saw Warri.

Ke's residence was so smoky that I guessed that this guy might really be making wine again.

However, he didn't expect that Warwick had already been brewed.

The average dwarf is an alcoholic, so winemakers have a high status among the dwarves.

“My father is a great winemaker and I grew up watching him make wine!”

"Now that the tribe needs financial resources, I thought of making wine. The price of mountain wheat is not expensive, but the price of mountain wine is not cheap. If we brew a large amount of mountain wine and transport it to the nearby chamber of commerce camp, sell it to caravans or mercenaries.

It should open up a source of financial resources," Warwick explained.

As the population of the tribe increases, the food gap becomes larger and larger. In addition, Cardin expands his army, equipment, mounts, medicines, etc., of the two thousand gold coins Cardin gave him last time, he has already ordered some of the adult coins.

War pigs and war pig babies.

In addition, he continued to purchase grain, hundreds of goats, Porolong, these edible livestock, and copper oxen for plowing the land.

There are not many gold coins left in his hand!

Although he knows that Cardin still has money, as Storm's finance minister and interior minister, he also has to find ways to get money, and he can't always ask for it from his own chief!

If so, wouldn't anyone be able to replace your internal affairs officer?

Therefore, he thought of brewing wine, for no other reason, because there was nothing else that could open up a way to make money in the current storm.

What's more, he also knows how to brew wine, which may not be as good as the brewmasters in the clan, but it should still be possible to sell it to caravan mercenaries and free mercenaries.

Moreover, it was okay for Cardin to expand the army and issue pensions, but now he had to arrange this military salary, which almost made him feel that Cardin was crazy.

Isn't it right for tribal warriors to defend their tribe and fight for the tribal chief?

Why bring up such a thing as military pay?

Although iron coins are used now, in his eyes, these iron coins are no different from gold coins. The only difference is that it takes at least five years for iron coins to be used.

However, it is not necessary to redeem it after five years.

As the finance minister, he felt like his heart was bleeding when he distributed these iron coins.

Money, my money!

However, after these days, Warwick seems to have understood Cardin's intentions. To put it bluntly, unifying the wasteland is the key point.

After all, only through quick unification can the iron coins in their hands turn into real gold coins, which indirectly ties everyone's goals together.

Although he was distressed by using money to boost morale and bind goals, he also understood that if he could unify the wasteland, it would be worth paying even one million gold coins.

After thinking about it, Warwick naturally needs to open up a financial path for Storm even more urgently.

Because he also hopes that the storm will dominate the wasteland!

Hearing Warwick's thoughts, Cardin's rough cheeks turned red. As the leader of the tribe, he had never thought of the financial avenues that could be opened up for so long.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Cardin looked at the dwarves Warwick and Gangfa sincerely. They had played an indispensable role in the establishment of the Storm Tribe.

Warwick and Gangpiao looked at each other and smiled. It was enough that their leaders knew that they were working hard.

"Chief, do you want to have a taste? The new wine is very pure and fragrant!" Warwick looked at the wooden basin that was already half full, and then looked at Cardin and said.

At the same time, his mouth twitched. He had run out of wine. Although there were still a few barrels of wine in the storm warehouse, there were too few to share with everyone. He was too embarrassed to drink alone, so he had not drunk for a long time.

Got drunk.

"Okay, it smells pretty good, let's try your craftsmanship!" Cardin was stunned, nodded, and at the same time sniffed the smell of wine that was already spreading everywhere, and flicked his saliva involuntarily with his tongue.

He hasn't drank for a long time, but he can drink, but he is not addicted to alcohol.

However, newly brewed wine is the mellowest, and he still wanted to sing.

Soon, Warwick brought three wooden bowls and poured a bowl of wine for Kadan and Gangfa.

Cardin looked at the golden color of the wine in the bowl and the pungent smell of the wine, then took a sip and tasted it slowly.

“Good wine!”

Cardin smiled and cheered.

"The wine is full-bodied and mellow, easy to swallow, with a long-lasting aftertaste. It's rare to find a good wine. Warwick, this shouldn't be your first time brewing wine with your brewing skills!" Cardin replied.

I have to say that the wine brewed by Warwick is definitely a fine wine. It tastes soft, sweet, clean, refreshing, and has a long aftertaste.

Compared to the few barrels of wine in the tribe's warehouse, it becomes inferior wine!

Gang Bi on the side also nodded and said: "It tastes good!"

Hearing Cardin's high praise, Warwick smiled happily, then reached out and took a bowl of wine and put it into his mouth.

Cardin on the side shook his head. The dwarf's ability to drink was well-deserved, although he had already seen Warwick's drinking capacity.

However, it was still a bit shocking to see Warwick do it so boldly.

The wooden bowl in his hand was filled with at least a kilogram of wine.

If he were to come here for a moment, without fighting spirit to resolve it, he would probably faint before he could walk ten meters.
Chapter completed!