Dream Life

After Beltram's workshop, Beatrice's guide takes a look at the village.

Only a year later, the village had developed remarkably, with a second liquor store and lodging in the centre of the village. This also seems to be the buying effect of Scotch from Ars, and the discerning merchants are interested in the liquor the Dwarves seek by changing the color of their eyes, and they are starting to visit the village of Rasmore.

As a result, the number of guests increased and the only inn, the Black Ikebuki Pavilion, could no longer be covered.

The fact that people are coming from Kilnarek in more recent architectural rushes is also hanging on to it.

I was slightly afraid.

(I guess I won't urbanize all at once because it's just not along the street, but I hope it just changes in the right direction... there seems to be a bubble with Scotch special needs, so the atmosphere in the village might break now...)

I think I'm taking it personally, but I still wanted this pastoral atmosphere to remain the same.

Scott's distillery along the Finn River flowing through the west side of the village was visible.

Work was also under way here to build more distilleries, with many men working. As I approach, some people notice me and bow their heads, but some look surprised that you don't know me.

Originally, the Craig family of woodworkers was the only carpenters in the village of Rasmore, but Kilnarek artisans were here to support them and I guess they didn't notice me. The craftsman, but I heard later that he was going to settle in the economical village of Rasmore.

After a long time in the distillery, a unique sweet malty scent nosed in and I used to miss feeling it was something I used to go through here.

The artisan who is Scott's assistant immediately notices me.

And after a gratuity, I ran out to go get Scott.

I've been here many times except for Beatrice, and although I don't seem to feel anything in particular, Beatrice was always excited.

"Are you making that booze here? But it's a brewery that doesn't fit the size of the village."

I can't help but laugh at the way she usually stands around, restlessly looking around.

Sure, the only brewery this big is in the big city, and this is the only place with more distillers.

I was watching Beatrice and remembering the first time I visited the distillery.

(I don't know how many years ago...... you were watching without ever getting tired of peeking into mashtan - a tank that sugars crushed malt - or smelling a unique odor near a hot, humid washback - a tank or barrel for fermentation... and finally Newpot - distilled alcohol in a distiller - coming out. Speaking of which, I feel like the guide was frightened, but now you know how he feels...)

When I was thinking about that, Scott, the man in charge, came running small.

I'm the son of a sponsor, a lord, and the namesake of “Scotch," so he always handles things that I don't even put down there.

Sometimes the best “buyer” in this distillery will be me.

Notoriously, everything made in this distillery belongs to the Lockhart family, but everything is kept in my name except what I put up for sale in the short term.

If it's true, it's the property of the Lockhart family, and it's odd that it's in my name, but this used to be when we talked about keeping it for long-term maturation, I jokingly said I wanted to sell it as a series called "Zack Collection” that took my name. At that time, my father didn't say anything, but he told Nicholas about it, and at some point it was in my name on the books.

Not only that, but the barrel for long-term aging is marked with a "ZL” that is not found in any other barrel. Yes, my initials are being pushed.

Incidentally, besides the Lockhart family crest - the standing lion crest - all barrel filling dates, raw materials - wheat or grapes, made into wine if grapes, faint squeezing, etc. - the type of distiller used for distillation - lantern heads, straight heads, etc. - are marked as symbols.

I think it is okay to include the name of the distillation manager in the future.

I'd really like to include about the flavor as well, but so far I don't think the drying is working very well because I do it with coal, or Pete incense - the smoky scent I put on with the peat Pete. As for this, coal may not be the cause, but we haven't done that verification yet. But that unique smoky scent wants to be reproduced properly.

Speaking of flavors, I also want to improve the barrels I use. Some now use wine barrels, but mostly fresh oak barrels. Because of this, it seems uniform across the board, and I feel that my personality is scarce.

Naturally, I don't have bourbon or sherry barrels, so I want to think of some good hand.

Scott, who came before us, greets us with a smile, "Welcome aboard."

When I introduced Beatrice and wanted to give her a tour, she bought herself a guide and left. I already knew she was my guardian and responded in such a polite tone as to speak to our squire.

We'll follow you on an impromptu tour for Beatrice.

Moving on inside the facility, the number of employees who had previously worked only about five was more than ten.

They say the second son of the village farmer, three men, is working, but they are all moving around regardless of whether they are still understaffed.

The tour will be followed by wheat (floor malting), grubbing (mashing) and fermentation "Firmentation", followed by distillation "Distillation".

Naturally, it is manual without any automation "automation," and quite heavy labor, such as hauling wheat, stirring mashtans and washbacks.

But the people who work wipe their sweats but smile constantly and seem to enjoy themselves a lot. Particularly in the distillation work, the early members were seen coming up with various opinions.

(I guess we're happy that what we make sells to fly. As for motivation, it's the best place to work.)

I was looking at them and I was beginning to think this kind of work would be good.

(That sounds really fun. It would be nice to look around the world, but this kind of work sounds fun too. Might as well make a true Zack collection with a small distiller for myself in the future......)

Beatrice said, listening to Scott explain, he nodded over and over again. I was given a taste of the new pot that came out of the distiller even more, and I'm laughing satisfied. Thick tiger tails are rocking too, so I guess it's really fun.

At the end of the tour as a whole, the day was already quite tilted.

We thanked Scott and the hall went back to the hills.

I went to Nicholas and asked him about the apple liquor.

He looked a little troubled,

"The apple liquor is pretty sweet, so I was worried it would be okay to distill it as it was. And the flavor... so far, the distiller is fully operational, so I thought I wouldn't have to make it."

Apparently, the apple liquor around here is like a sweet 'du' type seedle, and I was cautious about my first attempt at sweet liquor.

"It's not a problem to be sweet. You can distill it if you want."

Listening to the story, there is a lot of apple production around the Kaum kingdom, and you get it for less. However, so far, a large quantity could not be secured, as only a portion would arrive at the time of buying Scotch from Ars.

As far as I'm concerned, Calvados or I wanted to do a reproduction of Apple Brandy.

(Calvados... I'm not so familiar with it, but I don't take cognacs for anything like thirty-five years. It feels unique to have a floral scent spread all at once... it would be nice to distill a few barrels for long-term aging...)

I asked Nicholas to distill the apple liquor.

I asked Nicholas about the other thing.

I'm talking about Scott, the head of the distillery.

He is the only distiller in the world.

And that distilled liquor sells to fly. The Dwarves are the biggest customers.

If you're a slightly more prominent merchant, you should wonder if you can make your own Scotch.

The distiller itself can only be made on the belt ram so far, but the structure is simple, and not so hard to reproduce.

In other words, nowadays, it is the craftsman, or Scott himself, who is essential to make the Scotch.

"I'm talking about Scott, is it okay to pull out or something?

Nicholas shook his head sideways, laughing when I said so.

"That's what we've been talking about a lot of times. The biggest man was His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Kaum. I was also present when an envoy came to the hall asking me to give up Scott."

I could not hide my surprise at the fact that the king of the great kingdom of Kaum himself had sent a messenger. It is true that Scotch's popularity in King's capital Ars is remarkable. Therefore, we do not know that we will build state-owned distilleries to generate steady revenues and, furthermore, increase tax revenues by making them major industries in the country.

However, the fact that the King himself sends messengers to a single artisan is a different story in dimension.

When I was surprised, Nicholas told me what was happily going on then.

"The Lord of the Viscount family visited him as a messenger. The Hall, and the previous generations were surprised by this, and I immediately sent them to get Scott. In the meantime, I was even more surprised to hear about the other conditions."

Unexpectedly, "Conditions?," he muttered.

"Yes, if you give me Scott, I'll give you the Baroness of the Kingdom of Kaum. And then you add a territory that matches it."

I said, "So, what did your father say?" He asked to squeeze it out.

Nicholas returns to his serious expression and, after saying, "Here's what the hall said," corrects his inability to stay.

"" With an excessive offer, that distillery made my son think of the inhabitants. Lords, you said you couldn't let that get in the way. "

I didn't get any more words when I said, "My father did that..."

"Then there was an offer to give Scott as well as his reign and territory to the knight, but Scott clearly said no."

I was more than surprised. Against Kaum, who gives the knight status, and Scott, who turned it down.

"... you turned down the knight's title"

Nicholas nods loudly and replies with a smile, "Yes, that's clear enough already".

"That's what Scott said then, but here's what he said.“ I have no status, no learning. I'm just an artisan. However, when I struggled to create that liquor, the young Master Zacharias thought of my struggles and gave my name to the liquor, which was just a craftsman. That's what the pavilion admitted. I should have given you the name of something like me… I have already been given a disproportionate honour. Yes, the honor of saying you will remain famous until future generations. I can't repay you with a vendetta. "That's what I said."

Surely Scott's name will be passed down to future generations. But if that's all, it shouldn't be a reason to kick the knight's throne.

"But that's all you kicked the knighthood for?

When I told Nicholas that, he put it back on his serious face,

"Yes, but I think I said the same thing. I was wondering if you hated avenging the great-great Lockhart family. But Kaum's messengers have eaten down even more. This is what Scott said then.“ My name will pass on to future generations with the name Scotch. If I were blinded by the status of a knight and betrayed the great-great Lockhart family, the story of me being a shameless man would be told forever. I'm just an artisan, but I can't stand such humiliation. "That's what I said."

Scott's name will be told along with the liquor named Scotch. At that time, if you were blinded by your status and betrayed your master, the bad reviews would be shared with you. It's possible, but I was in a bad mood for his words.

I did dare to name him "Scotch” so that Scott wouldn't be pulled out. That was due to light-hearted feelings and intentional thoughts.

(I did say then that I made my name Scotch to get Scott's labor done. I did have that feeling, too. But I also had plans... I thought I was bruised then, but I really didn't expect this to happen... but the Kingdom of Kaum, which prepares everything to this point for alcohol, is not insulting. No, I may just have succumbed to the pressure of the Dwarves...)

Furthermore, Nicholas has also heard that a major merchant in the commercial city of Aurelia has offered to buy the Scotch manufacturing method.

"At first I said 50,000 C (krona) (= 50 million yen), but I have gradually hoisted the value, and at the end I have said one million C (= billion yen). The hall was just as surprised, but I guess that's all it's worth. I've been making the same offers ever since."

I listened to these stories, and I was afraid.

If the size of the brewery is to be increased, the market size will be even larger. That doesn't necessarily mean there won't be a guy out there who takes forceful measures.

Scott, the distillation manager in particular, is quite dangerous. It is also possible to be abducted.

(Now, what are we going to do? For our customers, we don't need to stick to what we make in our village. If the quality is the same wherever it is made, the buyer will soon find it. No, given the current thin state of the product, you should be able to sell it even if it tastes slightly off...... buyer...... right! I have this hand!

I flew out of Nicholas' house and the hall ran down the hill.