After leaving the castle construction base, it was already evening. Gray didn't plan to go to the iron ore overnight, so he went back to the palace first.

All construction needs to be done slowly. After finally playing in other worlds, you have to be baptized by washing machines when you go back and forth. You always have to have a rest time. You can’t fully invest in national construction as soon as you come back.

As the saying goes, if you are anxious, you can’t eat hot tofu. Everything must be progressive step by step. If you can’t hurry, the more urgent it is, the easier it is to have problems.

Moreover, the internal problems and external hazards of the king have been almost completely cleaned up. Now the people of the whole country live and work in peace and contentment. As the king, we must maintain a good attitude. There is no need to make ourselves nervous. We should enjoy it when we should.

Back at the palace, his lovely chefs had already made the most essence of the big fish he brought back into food, waiting for him to enjoy.

Gray took out the good wine he brought back from another world and asked the maids to pour it on his father and mother respectively.

"Grey, is this water?" Marquis Riley asked, looking at the clear liquid in the cup.

It’s not his fault that he has such a question. Of course, there are wines in the Stone Fort Kingdom, but most of the wines here are colored wines, fruit wines, ale wines, beer, and white wines that are clearer than water are not available.

"Of course not." Gray smiled slightly, "This is the wine given to me by the fairy in the lake. It is a wine that is more delicious than red wine. You will know it after you smell it."

"Is that true?" The Marquis and the Marquises didn't believe there was such a wine. They picked up the wine glass and put it under their nose and sniffed it gently, and their eyes suddenly became brighter.

This is indeed wine. Not to mention whether the taste will be good, the clear color alone is enough to show its preciousness.

"Thank you for your hard work and your mother for your support." Gray raised his wine glass and said to his parents sitting on both sides of the long table.

The two raised their wine glasses together, looked at each other and tasted them gently, and their bright eyes almost shone with light.

This wine is not only of a wonderful color, but also has a top-quality taste, which is even better than the best wine they have ever drunk.

If you take out such wine, a cup of gold coins is not expensive. Those nobles will definitely spend a lot of money to buy it.

This is wine, it is obviously flowing gold.

Seeing their expressions, Grey smiled and took out a bottle from his backpack, smiled at Miranda beside him and said, "This is for the Marquis."

After Miranda brought the things to him, Gray smiled and said, "Father, there are some fairies in the wine lake. If my father can manage the country for me every once in a while, I would be happy to send you some every time I come back."

The Marquis thought about it and didn't understand why he said not long ago that he would never let him do such a thing again. Why is Gray so confident? Did he give up what he said for a mere bottle of wine?

It's simply naive.

So the Marquis thought for a while and said, "Three bottles!"

"Father, greed is not a quality that an excellent person should have. I think you are a very excellent person." Gray smiled.

Now he only has nine bottles left in his backpack. If three bottles are each time, and if he cannot reach the timeline for several consecutive times, the inventory will be gone three times.

The most important thing is that he has to leave some for himself, otherwise wouldn’t it be a loss to work for his father? His Majesty the King is not a worker.

"I don't think I'm greedy. Working for the king is not a good job. The things I have to deal with every day are almost exhausted. My waist is still a little sore now." The Marquis smiled, not allowing at all.

"I have handled kingdom affairs. It's not as troublesome as my father said. You may be old, so you can't drink alcohol. I think it's better to give you other compensation, such as tea that is good for your health."

"Fart!" The Marquis regretted it as soon as he said that, and he quickly coughed twice and covered it up: "I mean, I'm still young, drinking is a normal requirement. How about two bottles per time?"

"Half a bottle!" Gray's attitude was very firm.

"Boy, you are the king, not the merchant, be generous."

"Although the king should be generous, he should not be generous in everything, but rather generous in terms of benefiting the people. I think this should not be considered national economy and people's livelihood. And I should consider my father's health."

"Two bottles, I am your father." The Marquis said angrily, playing the family affection card that Gray had played before, trying to give himself more points with his father's majesty.

"A bottle, this is my biggest concession. If you don't agree, I should invite another consul. I think many people are interested in it." The Marquis could be unmoved by the family affection card played by His Majesty the King, but he couldn't do it. He had to give this little face.

"Okay, you won the boy, you can't go back on your word every time."

Gray nodded and took a sip, "This kind of wine is quite strong, and drinking one glass is enough every time. Drinking too much is not good for you and your mother's health. Don't drink too much."

The Marquis's hand holding the wine glass froze, "Damn, I forgot to pull his mother in too. He should give his mother a portion. Now this portion is going to be released from me, and it's a big loss."

The Marquis looked at the Marquis who was still savoring the wine with a grim look. You didn't say anything for me, otherwise you could get a little more.

Looking at his father's expression, Gray probably knew what he was thinking, but he had no intention of adding a little to him. He was in a better mood if he could trick his father a little.

And he was not wrong. The white wine he brought back was at least twice as high as the wine of this era. They had never drunk it. If they drank too much at once, it would be easy to get drunk, and they might even hurt their bodies.

If there is only one bottle, I believe they will only drink a little carefully every time. If they entertain guests, it will be even less than enough.

However, Gray felt that the two of them would not give this wine to others, so they could at most show off some to the nobles.

"It seems that the winemaking industry is good. Next time I travel to another world and bring some beer recipes back?" Gray thought for a while and shook his head. "Although the country's grain is a little surplus now, once a natural disaster occurs, it is likely to lead to famine. Nowadays, the wine is basically all wine and other fruit wines, and it is not enough to make wine with grain."

"After the large-scale planting of sweet potatoes, the recipe for brewing roasted wine may be brought back. At that time, the people at the bottom can also drink a few sips of wine to warm their bodies in winter."

The geographical location of the Stone Fort Kingdom is similar to that of his previous life. It is probably in a temperate zone and close to the subtropical zone, and it will also snow in winter.

It is indeed really cold when it is cold in winter. Although it is not impossible to get over it, if they have a cheap wine to warm up, their winter will be much better.

Thinking of the Knife Wine, Gray suddenly thought of cotton again. He should bring some cotton seeds back. When he has a cotton coat, there will basically be no freezing to death in the whole country.

"Damn, I am really a good king who cares about the country and the people." Grey sighed.

The Marquis looked complicated and wanted to speak, "This little bastard is really embarrassed? He didn't see anyone in the past few days. Last time he caused a nationwide rebellion. This time he left everything on me. Now he shamelessly claims to be a good king?"

The consul, who was so angry that he couldn't speak, was so angry that he snuffed out the good wine in front of him.

"I said it out loud?" Gray looked around, and a hint of shyness appeared on his face. "Sorry, I accidentally said what I said. Although I know that everyone also commented on me in my heart, I was still a little bit unreserved enough when I said it myself. Everyone, forget it, forget it."

The Marquis was drunk tonight and was taken back to the room by his servant and the Marquiss. He shouted to fight with His Majesty the King.
Chapter completed!