Making Sugar Again

He just didn't expect that Corvinus was not only a genuine brewer but also that such a clear-as-water, richly flavored new wine truly existed.

He was a wine merchant of no small size, with his own pride, but at the same time, for the sake of profit, he could bow his head at any time.

David knew that this wine might be the way to expand his business empire.

"Haha, Mr. David, there's no need for that. I had Boss Gando gather you all here precisely to discuss the cooperation on white wine," Corvinus waved his hand and said.

"This wine is called rice white wine. However, it's currently impossible to brew on a large scale, but in a month, the monthly production can reach tens of thousands of pounds. The cooperation is very simple!"

"You take the wine from me at five silver coins per pound. As for how you sell it to others, how much you sell it for per pound, and where you sell it, that's none of my business!" Corvinus said.

The orc merchants were all shocked upon hearing this. It was such a simple cooperation.

"I have no problem. I just want to know, since it can't be mass-produced at the moment, how much white wine is currently available?" Lion-Man David nodded and asked.

It seemed that Corvinus had only just arrived in Canyon City.

However, he was puzzled as to why such a top-tier brewer would settle in Canyon City.

Of course, this was a good thing; otherwise, how would he have the opportunity to meet such a top-tier brewing master?

"In ten days, there will be nearly ten thousand pounds of white wine available. However, because there is another major merchant involved, there will only be about five thousand pounds available for you," Corvinus thought for a moment and said.

This time, he planned to brew ten thousand pounds of white wine, but he had already promised Fisher at least five thousand pounds of wine, so there would be less than five thousand pounds left.

Moreover, for this brewing, he planned to select a group of werewolves to teach the distillation method.

This was something he had thought over carefully. Although there was a risk of the brewing technique leaking out, he was the chieftain, and his main base was the tribe.

He couldn't stay in Canyon City long-term!

Nor could he keep brewing wine and making sugar forever.

So, whether it was brewing or sugar-making, he had to delegate it to others.

Of course, to prevent his own people from defecting, Corvinus still needed to study some defensive measures.

Of course, such a thing wouldn't happen in the short term!

In fact, he wasn't really afraid of defection when it came to training brewers, because the yeast he used was bought from the store. Without the yeast, it would be impossible to distill white wine; at most, they could make fermented rice wine.

So, the defensive measures would be improved gradually in the future!

"Five thousand pounds?"

"Master Corvinus, I'll take it all!" Lion-Man David said decisively.

"No way!"

"Mr. David, if you take it all, what about us?"

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Instantly, the faces of Gando and the other wine shop owners changed, and they quickly started to question Lion-Man David.

"Mr. David, it's definitely not possible to give you all the shares. Not to mention that I've already talked with Boss Gando, but let's just say, business is about making a profit for everyone. Everyone should get a share," Corvinus quickly spoke up.

"Since Master Corvinus has spoken, I'll give up twenty percent!" Lion-Man David said.

Twenty percent?

A thousand pounds?

"No, it's still too little!"

"That's right, you must give up another forty percent."

"Mr. David, you're taking eighty percent for yourself, and we ten people are sharing twenty percent. You're being too domineering!"

......

Gando and the others still couldn't accept it!

They all felt that David was too domineering.

Especially Gando, who had been the first to contact Corvinus, the brewer. In the end, not only did he not get the lion's share, but he also had to share the leftovers with others. Of course, he was unwilling.

"I'm planning to transport this batch of wine to the human kingdom. If I'm short by four thousand pounds, I won't even be able to cover the cost of hiring mercenaries."

"How about this, I'll give up another five hundred pounds. This is my final bottom line."

"You all should divide it evenly. It will be enough to last until the next batch of wine is ready." Lion-Man David said.

"Also, don't forget, we are in a cooperative relationship. You still owe me a lot of money for the wine."

"Today, don't get entangled. We can delay settling our accounts. Everyone can make a profit in harmony." Lion-Man David glanced at Gando, speaking in a calm tone.

Corvinus smiled!

Lion-Man David was indeed cunning. It was obvious that Gando and the others still owed David money for the wine. If David asked for it now, they might not be able to pay.

However, business is like a battlefield. For the sake of profit, it has always been the winner who takes all.

This world, where there is no human rights, is even more brutal.

"Alright, let's go with Mr. David's suggestion!" Gando and the others had no choice but to compromise, as David still held their lifeline.

The deal was done. Lion-Man David wanted to treat Corvinus to a meal, but Corvinus declined with the excuse of being busy, postponing it to the next time.

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Time flew by, and it was already four days later. In the first two days, Corvinus bought twelve thousand pounds of rice and ten thousand pounds of wheat from Agif's grain shop.

It took two days to ferment the twelve thousand pounds of rice and to germinate the ten thousand pounds of wheat. Adding the one thousand pounds of wheat that had already been germinated before, there were a total of eleven thousand pounds of wheat for making maltose.

In the kitchen!

Corvinus was filtering the malt juice in the kitchen. This time, seventeen large pots were operating simultaneously.

"Watch carefully. Filter it like this. Remember, don't let any sugar residue fall in, or the color of the maltose won't be good," Corvinus said softly.

Standing beside him was a young werewolf, a few months younger than him. The docile young werewolf nodded repeatedly and skillfully took the wooden ladle from Corvinus's hand.

This was one of the twenty-seven werewolves he had chosen to train. Why twenty-seven werewolves?

Mainly a few days ago, Corvinus had gathered all the werewolves and explained the upcoming plan.

In the end, only twenty-seven werewolves were willing to stay and become brewers and sugar makers. As for the rest of the werewolves, they all indicated that they preferred to continue being soldiers.

Corvinus did not force them, so only twenty-seven werewolves remained.

As for the boar men, Corvinus did not consider them. Boar men, with their large size, were the perfect heavy infantry. Paired with war pigs, they formed a powerful boar cavalry. It would be a waste to have them stay here as brewers and sugar makers.

"Take your time, and call me if you need help!" Corvinus said.

"Yes, sir!" the young werewolf replied respectfully.

The sugar juice fermented from eleven thousand pounds of wheat, with seventeen earthen stoves and the hustle and bustle of over a hundred orcs, took nearly two days to complete the boiling process.

Teaching others was the most tiring. Corvinus had truly felt it.

Although over a hundred people were busy, one-third of the effort was his alone.

In the inn, on the fifth floor!

Although the sky was not completely dark yet, Corvinus was already exhausted.

Just as Corvinus's eyes were about to close from drowsiness, he heard footsteps on the stairs.

"Don't come up. I'm tired. I'm not eating," Corvinus knew it was probably someone calling him for dinner.

But he was too tired, almost not wanting to move, let alone go downstairs to eat.

However, the sound of the stairs being trampled did not stop. Corvinus lifted his sleepy eyes and looked.

"Didn't you go home? Why are you here?" Corvinus propped himself up with his arm and asked.