Chapter 230 Tianbing City Rescue Center

Tianbing City, border area.

Temporary rescue command center.

Countless soldiers and medical staff are frequently shuttling back and forth in the densely packed board house area.

In the board house with the sign [0899 Brewing Room of the Brewers Association], spiritual power is constantly overflowing like a huge wave.

"Hu... Hu..."

Wang Xianxian wiped the sweat from his head and panted heavily.

"This batch... is finally brewed..."

Looking at the thousands of white porcelain wine bottles in front of him, the boy finally sat down in embarrassment.

Today is his seventh day in Tianbing City.

On the evening of the first day, he came to Tianbing City with the relief supplies from Tianjiu City.

After his uncle received him, he took him directly to the rescue center.

The next day, he followed his uncle to the disaster-stricken area.

The defense walls of the disaster area were in a mess, and ruins could be seen everywhere.

There, he saw too much human suffering.

The families of martyrs who were trying to suppress their grief, the heroes who were seriously injured in bed but unwilling to occupy medical resources, the medical staff who were exhausted but unwilling to rest...

So, on the third day after arriving in Tianbing City, Wang Xianxian directly started the boring work of brewing wine.

Military wine-0058 Yuhe Brew.

This is a third-level spiritual wine, the main function of which is to repair wounds and warm the body.

At the same time, this is also the task assigned to him by his uncle Li Jianzhou.

Just as Wang Xianxian was sitting on the ground and breathing heavily, a young man in military uniform with a red cross armband on his right arm pushed open the door of the board house and walked in.

Seeing the boy sitting on the ground without any image, sweating like beans, the young soldier whispered.

"Little master, take a break. From five o'clock in the morning to now, you have been brewing for more than seven hours."

He walked straight to the boy and stretched out his hand.

"Our instructor once taught us that necessary rest is more important than anything else."

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian nodded, then held the other party's outstretched hand and slowly stood up.

This young soldier, named Zhang Hao, was the messenger assigned to him by his uncle.

"Lunch has already started to be served in the canteen. I'll call you what you want to eat." Zhang Hao asked.

Wang Xianxian shook his head: "Let's go together, and send this batch of brewed wine to them by the way."

Hearing this, the young soldier was stunned for a moment, and then he turned his head quickly.

When he saw the porcelain bottles on the winemaking table, he could not hide his shock and completely lost his expression control.

"You...you...you have brewed all...all three batches of spirit wine!"

The winemakers who rushed to the disaster area had winemaking tasks. In order to facilitate unified management, the rescue center divided the three winemakers into a group, and each group was responsible for brewing a batch of spirit wine every day.

And one batch is 600 servings of spirit wine!

Zhang Hao knew that the identity of this young winemaker was not simple.

The division commander personally ordered that he be transferred from the front line to the rescue center to serve as a communicator for this young man.

He originally thought that the other party was an embroidered pillow, but who knew that this boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old could actually brew third-level spirit wine!

Although he is not a winemaker, he likes to drink in the military camp. He knows a lot about spirit wine and naturally knows what it means to be able to brew third-level spirit wine at the age of fifteen.

Genius, a true genius!

More importantly, this young genius has no airs at all. He is humble and kind. In the past few days, he has basically been brewing wine except for eating.

And the spirit wine he brews is of excellent quality.

The day before yesterday, the heads of several departments even fought to compete for the batch of spirit wine that the boy had. In the end, it was not settled until the matter was brought to the division commander.

The other party's various performances in these days made him put away his initial contempt and admire him from the bottom of his heart.

But today, the other party's performance really shocked him.

The amount that three winemakers need to brew for three days was brewed by him in half a day!

With a slight smile, Wang Xianxian patted the dust on his body, and then began to put the porcelain bottle containing spirit wine into the military-exclusive space device.

"Once you're familiar with it, you'll be faster." Wang Xianxian smiled, "Brother Hao, help me pack it. After we send the wine to them, we'll go grab the stir-fried scorpion tail."

Putting away his surprise, Zhang Hao smiled heartily, and then went to the winemaking counter to help pack the wine.

"Then we have to hurry up, because those beasts stare at Chef Sun's stove when it's time for dinner."

The two of them were quick and nimble, and quickly put away all the spirit wine, and then walked out of the winemaking hut together.

As soon as they went out, the dazzling light made the boy squint his eyes slightly, and the hot air heat wave made the pores on his skin begin to dilate.

Seeing the boy's squinting eyes, Zhang Hao joked.

"If you ask me, you should get more sun. You've been stuck in the winemaking room every day these days, and you're not afraid of mold."

Wang Xianxian blinked hard, quickly adapted to the light at noon, and then smiled.

"Tianbing City is on the edge of the desert, the air is so dry, how could it possibly get moldy?"

"Brother Hao, don't keep calling me "you" all the time, as if I'm so old, just call me by my name."

"That won't do." Zhang Hao stretched lazily, "You are the treasure in the eyes of the commander, the future genius, the master who is set in stone, and I am still counting on you to curry favor with me."

The two joked with each other and soon came to the logistics management office of the rescue center.

It's called the Logistics Management Office, but it's just a few large board houses.

As soon as I walked in, I saw an old man in a rage.

"Damn you, did you get your brains out of the toilet? You have the nerve to bring out this kind of stuff!"

"People drink this wine, and those who don't know will think that all of us in the Winemakers Association are incompetent cowards!"

One of the young men who was scolded by the old man couldn't help but raise his head and refute.

"Master of Liquor, we are so tired. We haven't even had four hours of rest every day in the past half month. Moreover, this wine has all the effects it should have, but..."

"Asshole!" Master of Liquor became even angrier, "What do you think of disaster area rescue, what do you think of winemakers!"

"Tired? Ask the people and soldiers in the disaster area if they are tired, and ask the heroes who are struggling to survive with broken limbs in the military camp if they are tired!"

"Ask the medical staff if they are tired, and see if they will make the wrong bandages or wrong medicines because of tiredness!"

Master of Liquor's words were like knives, stabbing the three young winemakers one by one.

The tragic scenes in the disaster area kept coming to mind, and at the same time, guilt followed.

Seeing the three young men bow their heads deeply, Master of Liquor's tone finally slowed down.

"You are excellent students of the Wine Saint Academy. You can take the initiative to sign up for the rescue, which means that you are all kind and excellent children."

"However, the rescue mission is definitely not an easy study tour. This is also a battlefield. Every sip of wine you brew will eventually be drunk by the soldiers who defend their country."

"I know everyone is very tired these days, and I feel sorry for everyone, but every soldier here is harder than us, and they are the most worthy of being pitied."

Hearing this, several students clenched their fists and bowed.

"Master, I'm sorry, we will go back and brew again."

The master of strong liquor shook his head: "Let's go eat first, health is the most important, and take a rest after dinner."

The three winemakers saluted again and left the Logistics Management Office.

At this time, the master of strong liquor finally saw Wang Xianxian standing at the door.