Chapter 143 (1/2)

In the so-called Wine Festival, the protagonist is naturally all kinds of beer.

In this annual grand festival of the dwarf Kingdom, all famous winemakers in the whole dwarf kingdom will bring out their best works of the year for everyone to taste.

Since dwarves and dwarfs are neighbors and have a good relationship, even the dwarfs next door came to join in the wine festival.

Donne had seen many dwarfs hiding among the dwarves. They greeted the dwarves around them, looking natural as if they were at home.

Strange to say, dwarfs are non believers. To be exact, their belief is a big science and technology God. However, they have become friends with dwarves who believe in Earth Goddess. They don't know how they developed to this point at the beginning.

Dwarfs are a race shorter than dwarfs. If the average height of dwarfs can reach Donne's chest, dwarfs are only as tall as his thighs. No wonder even Brian dares to call them dwarfs in front of dwarfs.

In prandar, I'm afraid the smallest intelligent species are dwarfs and goblins, and they are still the aborigines of prandar.

Although it seems that in order to respect their friends' festivals, these dwarfs are carefully dressed, they can smell the smell of lubricating oil from a long distance.

Donne's eyes lit up when he smelled the smell, and his eyes looked at the dwarf with much eagerness.

Lubricating oil is inseparable from the development of science and technology, so as soon as Donne from the earth smelled the smell of lubricating oil, he couldn't help feeling friendly to the dwarf.

This race, who is naturally obsessed with all kinds of construction machinery, has added a lot of fun to prandal.

Donne didn't take the liberty of talking to the dwarf directly. He was waiting for a chance to meet the dwarf.

Because at the wine festival, even those dwarfs took out their own beer to participate in the competition.

Black beer, foam beer, light beer, and even Baijiu, such as lava beer, thunder beer, and so on, these spirits have already had the prototype of some distilled spirits.

Donne was almost dazzled by all kinds of beer. Beer and red wine are the absolute mainstream in prandal, with a wide variety and even more exaggerated than on earth. In addition, this magical world is full of all kinds of incredible things, and the feeling of drinking these beer is also and special.

It's like strong lava beer and thunder beer. The first one is very hot and can even spit out the smell of flame, while the other one will have a slight current beating on the body after drinking. The current is not strong and numb. It's like a massage, making people feel very comfortable.

However, what made Donne laugh and cry most was that he found that there was only one kind of beer brewed by dwarfs, and its name was ”lubricating oil beer”

According to those little dwarfs, drinking this beer will lubricate the intestines and defecate smoothly, just like smearing lubricating oil

Is this a Kaiselu

To Donne's amazement, the oil beer brewed by the dwarfs is still very popular with the dwarves. Are the dwarves suffering from constipation?

At this time, Donne suddenly heard bursts of cheers and leaned over to have a look. It turned out that the popular ”drunkard competition” had reached the climax.

In addition to the attractive wine tasting competition on the beer street, there is also a very famous drunkard competition, which is to fight who can drink better. The champion who hasn't been drunk in the end is the champion, and the reward of the champion is the one-year Champion Beer free drinking qualification.

On the one hand, this is to advertise for the beer that will win. On the other hand, it also meets the * * of those short people who are addicted to alcohol. Therefore, there are a lot of people participating in each competition. Unfortunately, there are not many who can really hold out to the end. At most, there are not many people after a few rounds.

I saw two dwarves standing on the platform. At the moment, their faces were red and their beards were wet, but they didn't care. They only had each other's existence in their eyes.

The dwarf on the left laughed and patted the wine bucket beside him: ”Colin, give up! You are definitely not my opponent! I groka won the 15th consecutive alcoholic competition!”

”Hum! Only in the end will we know who the real champion is!”

Colin stared at groka with high morale: ”the free drink ticket will be in my bag!”

”Hum! Do you want to ruin my free drinking life? Today I will convince you to fail under the witness of the goddess!”

Colin said proudly, ”let's go! Serve the wine! Want the strongest purgatory black beer!”

”I want to drink purgatory black beer!”

”The goddess is on the! It's interesting this time!”

”Ha ha, so far no one has been able to drink a whole barrel of purgatory black beer. Can groka break this record?”

Hearing Colin's words, Rao and groka changed their faces: ”you can't win, so you want to drag me down!”

”What? Don't you have the courage?”

Groka was so angry that he kicked away the barrel beside him: ”bring purgatory black beer!”

Soon, two small dark barrels were moved to the table. Compared with the previous large barrels, these two barrels were too small. However, seeing the gloating of the dwarves and dwarfs around, Donne estimated that the purgatory black beer might not be so simple.

Sure enough, as soon as they opened the lid, Donne smelled a very unpleasant pungent smell and was immediately smoked back several steps.

Donne thought the purgatory black beer might be some kind of liquor, but now it seems that the reason why he can't drink so much is because of the strong smell!

How do you describe the smell?

sewer? Rotten fish? dead body? No, it's like the smell of a rotten corpse soaked in the sewer for ten and a half days and then exposed to the sun!

Is there such a terrible thing in the world!?

Donne's face was thrilled. I'm afraid the smell of this beer was better than that of the Swedish herring cans known as biochemical weapons on earth!