Global Survival: I opened the treasure chest until I was soft

Wang Mo shook his head again and again, "Farewell, you should do this kind of thing yourself."

Bronzebeard looked regretful, "I know that human eyesight is different from ours. They are all thin, thin, and slender. They don't look very good at hitting, maybe they can't even hold a hammer."

Wang Mo was noncommittal, anyway, it is impossible for humans and dwarves.

I don't know if there are any warriors who dare to try, but he can't.

After washing the wild boar with clear water several times, Wang Mo started to barbecue.

The flame was burning under the grill, and Wang Mo began to rotate the grill evenly, so that the wild boar could be roasted evenly.

Soon, a scent of seeds filled the air, and the surrounding dwarves looked at it in surprise.

None of them could have imagined that there was such a cooking method.

And when Wang Mo put the seasoning on it, the scent that burst out at that moment fascinated the dwarves even more.

The cuisine of my big gourmet country can be ranked first there.

Now it's just a mere barbecue, but these dwarves are already fascinated, sniffing the smell, and subconsciously come over.

As Wang Mo turned the grill, the sizzling oil blossoms exploded, and the aroma erupted like magma.

Bronzebeard murmured: "I've never smelled such a good smell, it's so fragrant."

The copper hammer directly slapped him on the shoulder, "Don't say it's you, I haven't smelled it even your old man."

He was in the dwarf kingdom before, and he had seen many good things, but he had never seen this one.

Wang Mo put the green honey on the wild boar, the golden color, matching with the barbecue color of the wild boar, is just right.

"Okay!" Wang Mo said.

"As for how to divide, it's up to you!"

He didn't know how much food these dwarves had, so they didn't do the tiring work of sharing food.

The copper hammer came over with a big knife, "Then I'll do it!"

He began to cut up the whole pork, and his knife skills were vigorous.

The wild boars were quickly divided among all the dwarves present, and some were reserved for those who had gone out and had not returned.

Bronze Beard came over with a large jar of wine, and handed it directly to Wang Mo.

"This is a wine specially brewed by our tribe. It's called malt wine. It's the best quality. Try it and see if you're used to it."

Wang Mo looked at the other dwarves, and found that they were all drinking from jars, so he just took a sip. The taste was really good, with a strong malt taste, but the fermentation was not complete, and it was still slightly sour.

[Excellent malt wine: the wine brewed by the dwarves. This is also their favorite wine. It is usually used as water. The raw material is mainly fresh malt. After drinking it, it will give you a feeling of fullness and relieve fatigue. Lift your spirits. 】

Knowledge Elf: Malt wine is the product of the dwarf god before he became a god. However, because the production method of the dwarf god was very immature, in fact, malt wine has a lot of defects, but this wine is known as It is a thing of the gods, and no dwarves dare to change it, even other creatures, lest they will be punished by the dwarf gods, at most they will use high-quality malt to enhance the taste of malt wine.

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Chapter 146 The Dark Hemisphere

Wang Mo found that he still underestimated the world's fear of God. After so many years, if anyone dares to modify malt wine, he believes that it will have a better taste.

Anyway, he didn't have any reverence for the so-called gods.

Wang Mo directly put the green honey into the malt wine quietly, and shook it a bit, the sour taste was covered, and it tasted better.

Tonghammer held the wine jar and said, "Wang Mo is the benefactor of our tribe, and he brought us such delicious food, let us respect him."

The dwarves cheered, and then took the jars and drank.

There are really good men who eat meat and drink heavily.

Seeing their enthusiasm, Wang Mo started to drink too.

Seeing that the dwarves didn't stop, they simply drank all the malt wine in the jar.

After he finished drinking, he saw the changes in the eyes of the dwarves around him.

How should I put it, from the initial respect to admiration.

Bronze Beard bumped Wang Mo's waist with his arm, and said, "It's amazing, you can drink up the whole jar of malt wine at once, you have a lot of alcohol, some humans have drank our malt wine before, but you can drink it at most. If you drink half of it, you won't be able to take it anymore, you are very fierce, you are indeed our friend."

The other dwarves nodded.

Wang Mo: "Is this really a heavy drinker?"

The alcohol content of this malt wine might be less than ten degrees in the previous world, which is about the same as beer. As a person in the northern coastal area, drinking beer is completely like drinking water, and he will not feel drunk at all.

Bronzebeard nodded, "It's really big, but I heard that there are several kinds of wine that are stronger than this, and you can sleep for several days after drinking a glass. I want to try it, but this kind of wine is too expensive , let alone me, even my father has never drunk it."

"Crack!" The copper hammer slapped Bronzebeard on the head.

"I also drank it once. When I was in the Dwarf Kingdom, the taste was absolutely amazing. Now that I think about it, it's an endless aftertaste. It's a pity that it's too expensive. The cup I drank cost almost five hundred gold coins. .”

"So expensive?" Wang Mo was a little surprised, but curious about what kind of wine he was drinking.

But no matter what kind of wine, it is definitely not as diverse as the original world.

"It's called Ziyeqing. It is brewed by humans. There are only five bottles a year. Every time it appears, it is at an auction. The last auction price for a bottle was 30 gold coins. I don't know which human brewed it."

Wang Mo was thoughtful, he did not expect that there would be such a shortage of liquor in this world.

He took out snow lotus wine from the purple gold gourd, which was brewed by Wanshen Wine Cellar last time, and he didn't look at it for a long time afterwards, probably because there were other wines brewed.

"Try this!"

Wang Mo took out the cup and poured a glass of snow lotus wine.

When the wine was poured out, Tong Hammer smelled the aroma of the wine and stared straight at it.

When Wang Mo handed it over, he quickly held it with both hands.

The other dwarves all looked this way, with longing in their eyes.

If Wang Mo hadn't given him this glass of wine, those dwarves would have snatched it long ago, regardless of whether you are the patriarch or not.

It can also be seen that these dwarves are really addicted to alcohol.

Tong Hammer took a sip, then drank it all as if he was afraid that others would snatch it.

"It's so delicious. This is what you humans call fine nectar. Although the taste is different from that of Ziyeqing, the quality is definitely the same. This is my experience of drinking wine for so many years."