Chapter 756 Gretel, Who Has Done Everything, Is Disliked

Chapter 756 Gretel, who has done everything, is disliked...

Master Nordmark said that people who have been injected with therapeutic drugs are not allowed to drink alcohol to avoid danger.

Master Dumfries held this flag high, ordered the tavern owner to take away all the drinks, and ordered the people under the mountain not to provide alcohol to the Mithril District. In order to ensure that he didn't miss any wine, he even sent two bottles of wine in his wooden house back to Nevis.

The dwarves complained. Complaints were complaints, and Master Dumfries was surprised to find that they actually behaved!

They are mainly dwarves who need injections of medicine. Most of them are middle-aged or above, and they are highly respected among dwarves. For their own safety, the other dwarves were willing to endure it. Isn’t it just seven days?

Yes, Gretel left a week's worth of medicine and trained Vigeland and Master Dumfries on intramuscular injection methods: how to disinfect, how to extract the medicine, how to choose the injection site, and how to inject. Anyway, this is simple and any spell caster can learn it.

Then Gretel left. We have made an appointment to see you in seven days. During these seven days, the dwarves in the Mithril District are prohibited from drinking alcohol!

Of course, considering that the weather is getting hotter and the forging tasks are getting heavier and heavier, Master Dumfries specially applied to the Parliament to open an unlimited supply of soda water——

You can't really kill one or two people, right? Although dwarves are as strong as rocks, even if they are rocks, they will crack if heated too much!

Grete arrived on time seven days later. The patients were examined one by one, including physical examination, auscultation, sputum bacterial culture, chest X-ray, and even a CT scan.

Of course, the CT results must be taken back and processed by MOSS before they can be released. However, other inspection results have basically confirmed that their condition has improved.

"Look, the bacterial culture results show that the germs in your body are much less than before." Gretel happily pointed out to the patients:

"Just use the medicine for a few more days to consolidate it, and then you should be fine. Of course, the mines and living areas need to be completely sterilized. You don't want to be infected again after you recover, right?"

"So you can drink in a few days?!"

The dwarves were more concerned about this. Gretel's face darkened:

"no."

"no?!"

"No. Not only is it not possible during this time, but there won't be a large supply of ale in the next two years." Gretel raised a finger to stop the dwarves from questioning, and said slowly:

"The Great Famine is coming. The Parliament has issued an order prohibiting the use of grain to make wine. If you want to drink, the only options are fruit wine and imported ale——"

"But I'm not used to drinking fruit wine!" The following continued: "Ale is expensive! In the shops in the city, the price has doubled during this period!"

Gretel knows this. Parliament slashed import duties on alcohol but significantly increased commercial taxes.

As one comes in and one comes out, and the big merchants who are qualified to do import business are stocking up on goods, preparing to sell them at a high price next year, the wine on the market must be both expensive and scarce.

"Then there's nothing we can do. Under the current situation, the Parliament will definitely have to drastically reduce the supply of ale, and it's impossible to open up the supply."

"what……"

There were high and low complaints.

Vigeland was fine, and so were the middle-aged dwarves, but Gretel heard two young dwarves touching their heads behind the crowd, muttering in a low voice:

"But we are guests... If we are invited to come over and work, shouldn't we be supplied with enough ale?"

Gretel: "..."

Why do you think I can't see you if you lower your head?

I'm so much taller than you! If everyone is standing, I can see from the first row to the last row without tiptoing!

He tried not to look at the young dwarves and stared at the two oldest dwarf elders in the front row of the crowd. Especially Master Theon, this old miner who can judge the temperature of magma and accurately fish out the crude mithril ore:

"Old man, the great famine is coming." He sighed softly:

"I can guarantee that this news is accurate. More than a month ago, during the process of meditating to advance, I sensed changes in the distance. At the same time, the legendary mage of the prophecy system in the parliament received a warning."

Seeing that except for the two dwarf elders, everyone else was a little disapproving, Gretel decided to release some more exciting news:

"The changes I sensed, the council opened the Star Dome Magic Array twice and searched for relevant information. My teacher came forward and asked dragon friends to go to distant places to verify. It is already confirmed."

The dwarves' faces became serious. Wizard Dumfries stood next to Gretel and looked at him in surprise, but hesitated to speak:

Is there so much inside information? Did the Star Dome activate two large magic circles? The legendary mage takes action? Is there anything about the Dragon Clan here?

Ahhhhhhh I don’t know anything! Alas, low level means no human rights. These news can be spoken casually to the legendary disciples. For a marginalized person like me, I am afraid that I will have to wait until the great famine finally comes before I can hear the news...

His heart was in turmoil. Beside me, Gretel's statement has reached its conclusion:

"Combining the news from the Great Magic Array and the verification from the Dragon Clan, the prophecy mages have collectively calculated and confirmed that next year, there will be a great famine across thousands of miles of red land."

The dwarves breathed heavily. Dozens of dwarves crowded into the room, huffing and puffing, as if a row of bellows were being pulled up in the room. Master Xion took a step forward:

"We were only informed that the Council was preparing for famine...is it so serious?"

"It's very serious." Alas, the parliament must have sent someone to communicate this news with the dwarf royal court. But the information received from a small settlement here is probably not so detailed. No wonder they are clamoring for a drink:

"The preparations made by the Parliament are based on the complete failure of the grain harvest next year. Now, the priests of the God of Nature are working day and night to produce food, and the Parliament is trying its best to provide spiritual potions. The precious food is gone. A lot of it is used to make wine!”

The dwarves looked at each other. Even the young dwarves who come to work here are in their seventies or eighties and have personally experienced famine more than once. But will the grain crop be completely wiped out next year?

The scale of this famine was much greater than anything they had ever experienced!

"Master, everyone." Gretel took a deep breath:

"I think you also know how much food is needed to make wine, right?"

"Of course I know." Old Xion nodded calmly: "A barrel of ale, a 40-pound barrel, enough for ten dwarves to drink for a day, requires ten pounds of barley."

you know?

Gretel looked at him with surprised eyes. Behind old Theon, a dwarf whose name Gretel could not name whispered:

"Master Xion is the best brewer here. The ale he brews is famous in the royal court and among the seven tribes!"

Gretel: "..."

Okay... In this age where handicrafts dominate, it is normal for long-lived dwarves to develop some hobbies on their own...

"And for a dwarf, if he doesn't do heavy work and eats sparingly, one pound of barley a day is enough for one day." Master Xion turned to face the rear, his eyes were majestic, and he scanned all the dwarves present:

"Everyone, the food of the Dwarf Kingdom is imported from the Parliament all year round. In the current disaster, even if the Parliament is willing to take care of its allies, it may be unable to do so. Besides, we must also restrain ourselves and not wantonly waste the help of others."

He is the best smelter in the mine and the highest level warrior. Even dwarf spellcasters have received his teachings. At this time, he raised his voice and everyone nodded like garlic. No one dared to object.

The old dwarf continued. The voice was deep, majestic, and sonorous. It hit the wall of the room, almost like a crater:

"In the face of famine, if we drink less for a day, we will save a day of food for our compatriots. - Pass on the order, starting from today..."

Gretel gave the Dumfries wizard a quick wink. Master Dumfries quickly stood up:

"The council will not stop supplying the dwarf friends with their daily drinking, but will only reduce the amount. Under the current situation, I am very sorry to say that we can only supply one-tenth of the original amount. - Of course, sparkling water will always be supplied. I won’t let everyone faint from the heat in the mine!”

"Okay." Master Xion nodded solemnly:

"Everyone's drinking has been reduced to one-tenth of what it was before."

"yes."

"yes!"

The dwarves responded unevenly. Next to him, the Dumfries mage, who had been standing all the time, cast an admiring look at Gretel.

Is this done?

That’s it!

The difficulty that tormented him to death, Grete ran twice, said a few words, and solved it before his eyes!

——But having said that, only a mage like Gretel who has a good relationship with the dwarves can make the dwarves believe his words and not have doubts in the first place;

Only when a healer like Gretel throws out new potions and forces everyone to abstain from alcohol for a week can the dwarves initially get used to "it's not that difficult to abstain from alcohol temporarily";

Only legendary disciples like Gretel can get the highest-level and most accurate information, and can make the dwarves realize the seriousness of the incident and cooperate obediently...

Grete was completely relieved. These dwarves are grumpy and stubborn, and when they look down on you, they really look down on you. But they will definitely do what they promised and will never compromise. He walked out with a smile:

"The current situation is not good, so please be patient for the time being. When the famine is over and a new batch of barley is harvested, I will definitely invite you to drink until you can't drink anymore!"

"Come on, the little mage doesn't know how to drink at all!" Vigeland shouted with a loud laugh. The dwarves, who had been solemn just now, burst into laughter and chattered:

"That's right, the little mage can only drink half a glass of wine at most. He can't drink our ale at all!"

"Let the big guy drink it for you! It doesn't matter! We don't care!"

"Little mage, when will you grow stronger and at least be able to carry an iron shield?"

Gretel: "..."

Who said I couldn’t carry it!

When I advanced to the fifth-level priest, my body was baptized by the will of the world. At least, I can definitely lift the iron shield!

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3000 words!

Half of the extra update is completed!

5555, across the street from my house in the community, from the front door of a middle school to the back door, and in the community past the back door, a positive result was found...

I hope that the community next door to us is not included and we will not be closed for 14 days... My family only has food for 7 days...

Crying and asking for tickets to comfort me... I want a guaranteed monthly ticket!

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