While Zhao Tong was in retreat specializing in distilled wine.

The letter written by him requesting for the allocation of another batch of military rations and other logistical supplies has been sent back to the county magistrate.

Since it was only the previous batch that was sent over.

Not even a few days had passed before news came again of asking for food.

This inevitably made him think too much.

"Although A Tong is young, he is still very methodical in his actions. Since he made such a suggestion, he must have his own considerations."

"I should be satisfied!"

After pondering for a while, Governor Huo Jun was not sure what Zhao Tong's intention was, but he still chose to believe it due to his outstanding performance in the past.

The matter was decided.

He then quickly sent people to Hanzhong to request Zhenyuan General Wei Yan to allocate the logistics supplies mentioned in the letter.

Although Xiabian is governed by Wudu County.

The surrounding terrain is relatively gentle compared to other cities, and the water resources and population are slightly abundant.

However, Wudu County is connected to Sanfu, Longyou, Longxi and other Guanliang areas, and their landforms are basically the same as those in the north.

The moment Huo Jun and his group arrived at the place, they started an inspection to see if the area was suitable for farming.

After some visits.

He found that the area around Xiaben that could be used for farming was not large, and it was impossible to be completely self-sufficient.

Apart from the need to allocate grain and fodder to the rear during wartime, there is no big problem in meeting peacetime needs.

But...

Wudu County has just been recovered not long ago, and it is a time when everything is waiting to be done.

And the snow has not yet melted, and the day of spring plowing has not yet come.

The current expenses have to be provided by Hanzhong for the time being.

A letter went south along the horse's back!

As the day passes halfway.

It’s already the end of the twelfth lunar month, and the annual New Year’s Eve is about to come.

The new year is approaching.

The wind and snow that filled the northern land gradually subsided, and the temperature gradually warmed up.

After storing distilled wine for about half a month, Zhao Tong also ordered people to take it out from the ice cellar.

He tasted it by himself first.

Strong alcohol.

All of a sudden.

The feeling of drunkenness surged up, and my whole body felt like I was drunk!

An aftertaste.

There is only one word in Zhao Tong's mind to describe it: "Exciting!"

Although the distilling equipment is not as professional as that of later generations, and I am not a professional bartender, the taste of this wine far surpasses the conventional wine making of this era.

I personally tasted the distilled liquor I brewed.

Seeing immediate success, he was naturally overjoyed.

Overjoyed.

Zhao Tong specially held a banquet in the big tent to entertain the generals.

Willow tops on the trees, night falls.

All the generals were invited and gathered together.

Zhao Tong was at the top of the list, holding a wine cup in one hand, and motioning the generals to sit down one by one with the other. When the generals were seated, his face showed deep joy, and he turned his eyes to look around quietly.

After pondering for a long time, he said loudly: "Everyone, it has been two years since our army was established. Because it has been in the battlefield before, it has been on the battlefield."

"We have no intention of relaxing at all."

"When we first entered this area, Cao's soldiers wanted to attack our army while it was still on a weak footing. It was all thanks to your efforts to resist with your troops that we were able to repel the enemy."

"Forcing the enemy to not dare to act rashly!"

"Now in a few days, it will be the most solemn annual New Year's Eve for my great man, and now the rare war has calmed down."

"I would like to take this opportunity to host a banquet with beautiful scenery to entertain you all, to celebrate the New Year's Eve in advance and to wish for the coming of the New Year."

"I hope that all the generals will be as brave as before in the new era, kill the enemy and make achievements, grant wives and wives, and work hard to revive the Han Dynasty as soon as possible."

A series of extremely serious and solemn words slowly fell out.

There seemed to be a brief pause between words, and then he raised the wine baron high and said: "I respect you all!"

Having said that, he drank it all in one gulp.

Immediately afterwards, the generals who were sitting on the left and right sides each picked up the wine barons on the table in front of them and said together: "I also wish you good health, and will lead us and others to suppress bandits again in the coming year."

All the generals made a toast together and drank a cup of wine.

Everyone finished drinking!

The next second.

However, they all had different reactions.

Liu Yin has always been a generous person, and he was the first to feel the difference in this wine.

After drinking a glass of wine, I first felt a spiciness in my throat, and then it seemed that I was drunk, and my face felt hazy.

Immediately afterwards, he licked his tongue unconsciously, and an endless aftertaste seemed to flow out of his mouth, and he fell into a slight intoxication.

After half a ring.

He first showed a deep smile and surprise, looked closely in the direction of Zhao Tong, and said cheerfully: "General, what kind of wine is this? Why is it completely different from the taste that the general usually sings?"

Woolen cloth?"

As soon as this was said.

"General Liu is right, the taste is completely different."

"What Xiuren said is true!"

"General, what a fine wine this is?"

…

He couldn't stop expressing his approval for several words.

Watching the words of the generals.

Zhao Tong slowly sat down, his expression did not change much, he just asked leisurely: "Xiuran, how do you think this wine compares with what you usually drink?"

"Huh? Compared to?" Hearing this, Liu Yin seemed to have thought for a while, and then without any hesitation, he handed over his hand and replied: "General Qi, of course the wine you brought out tonight is more delicious.

"

"When I first drank it, I felt as if I had a burning sensation in my chest. After a while, I had an endless aftertaste, as if I had drunk a beautiful nectar."

"It seems that the general feels that his body is much warmer."

"In addition, this wine has a stimulating sensation in your mouth."

"It can't be compared with the wine you usually drink."

A series of words slowly settled down.

He was also thinking and talking about his feelings in retrospect.

The words are gone.

Zhang Yi from the side could not help but echoed: "Yes, after drinking the general's wine, the general will never even want to drink the rest of the wine."

"But I don't know the name of this fine wine, General?"

"That's right. General, what kind of wine is this?"

"Wanwang tell me to wait!"

Ma Zhong and all the generals under his command all showed expressions of expectation.

Ma Su, who had never been good at drinking, seemed to have a look of anticipation in his eyes at this moment.

Obviously, he also has an indescribable love for this wine.

As soon as Zhao Tong finished speaking, he sat quietly in the main seat, keeping silent and looking around in all directions, observing everyone's facial expressions.

After looking around, he basically had a panoramic view of everything.
To be continued...