With a loud 'thud', Eisen placed one of the wooden barrels down onto the ground. The fact that he was able to carry this alone was still something that he wasn't perfectly used to; it was more than a metric ton, after all. But he liked feeling powerful in this world, so it wasn't a bad feeling. As that though crossed through his mind, the old man just let out a slight sigh and quickly pressed the tap into the side of the barrel, before starting to fill the fast-aged wine into its bottles.
After finishing filling up each bottle, he pressed a cork into the top and set them to the side. Usually, for wine bottles, he would seal them up further with something like wax around the bottleneck, but since these were going to be opened soon anyway, there was no need for him to do something like that. He could worry about that when he prepared the rest of the bottles throughout the coming trip.
