After saying hello to Catimos, Vickers returns to the Sleeping Giant.

There were many more customers in the tavern than in the morning, but there were no drunken men in the morning, and there were men, women, and children sitting on the booths.

Vickers was stunned, there seemed to be someone here who shouldn't be here, he took a few steps back, and felt that he had gone to the wrong store, but the four big words "Sleeping Giant" on the signboard outside the store were clear.

A human woman led a very young boy into the store, but Vickers quickly avoided it because he was blocking the door.

Looking at the decoration of the store, it is no different from the morning, except that the customers have changed, and this is definitely still the Sleeping Giant Tavern.

The little boy tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes and said in a childish voice, "Mom, I want to eat gingerbread today." ”

"Good. The human mother looked at her child dotingly, and led him into a booth in the tavern.

If you smell carefully, the smell of alcohol in the early morning is completely gone, and a tavern has no smell of alcohol, where have all those drinkers gone?

At this time, Moss came out of a room with a tray in his hand, on which were several dishes.

Moss put down the dishes on the tray one by one, and the customers in the booths were a little excited, as if something they had been waiting for for a long time had finally arrived.

"Don't be stunned, come and help. Moss said lightly.

Vickers, who was not far away, was stunned, sobered up in a trance, walked quickly to the back of the bar, changed into a white uniform, and then stood in place.

Moss went in and out, saw Vickers standing where he was, did nothing, sighed, pointed first to the kitchen, then to Vickers, and said, "You can sit whatever I do, just follow the same example." ”

Vickers nodded quickly, indicating that he understood.

The next two hours are the peak hours of the Sleeping Giants, which are fully booked for at least half of the time, and as a tavern with a liquor business, the food sold is really popular.

Now Vickers is an apprentice bartender at the tavern, and on his first day here, he spent the morning wiping his glasses and almost all the time helping to serve dishes and serve as a waiter.

Although he was still a twelve-year-old boy, there were people older than him who were attracted to his appearance, and he was very popular during this time of the tavern's business, though most of them were expected to be women.

Many people took the initiative to talk to Vickers, but Vickers couldn't cope with it, so he didn't talk much.

Vickers followed Moss's example by moving in and out of the kitchen and the store, and there was no gap in the tray in his hand. Because it was the first day, Vickers was always a few steps slower than Moss.

Moss's fast pace did not make the tray shake in any way, and even if there was a soup, the soup in the bowl was like a stagnant water in a mirror.

As he entered and exited the kitchen, Vickers noticed that there was only one person working in the kitchen, this person was a human male, not tall, with very strong arms, a chef's hat that covered his hairstyle, and this person looked familiar.

Washing, cleaning, cooking, serving, these cooking steps are all done by one person, without the slightest ambiguity, and the movements are extremely fast, and Vickers is dumbfounded.

After the last wave of guests left, Vickers took a step forward and was about to clean up, but was stopped by Moss, who said, "Come on, you change your clothes, and you can take the dirty one back and wash it yourself." ”

Hearing this, Vickers looked down at his uniform, which was stained with several grease stains, and he looked at Moss, who was cleaning up, and there was nothing on him.

I have a lot to learn about such simple things.

That's what Wix thought, and he took off his uniform and found something in the pocket on his right waist, adding to the overall weight of the uniform.

I reached out to dig it out, but I accidentally caused several coins inside to fall to the ground with a few clicks.

There were about a dozen of them, and no copper was seen, and there was a golden coin mixed in with the dozen or so silver coins.

Vickers hurriedly went to pick it up, and after picking it up, he held the money in his hand, and he looked at Moss.

Moss didn't care at all, the mess on the table was almost sorted out, and he sent it back to the kitchen without hesitation.

A few steps to the kitchen, Moss said, "I said that the tips are all yours, don't worry."

It seems that working here, a fixed salary is not the most important source of income, and I don't know when the tip in my pocket is.

It may be because the waiter serving the plate is too busy and has no extra palm to collect tips, and it seems that it has become the default rule for customers to put tips in the waiter's pocket.

Changing into his uniform, Vickers gasped and worked for two hours, but he was really tired, but he had experienced many times when he was more tired than these.

"I forgot to tell you, the Sleeping Giant is a tavern, not a bar, although our main business is wine, but catering and accommodation are within our business scope, and the guest rooms are on the second floor, but it's none of your business, your job is not that. Moss entered the counter and stood beside Vickers, wiping his hands carefully with the napkins in the store.

"Get ready, the store will be the same as it was in the morning, and it will be more lively. ”

After a while, just as Moss had said, a group of nearly ten people walked towards the counter with their shoulders hooked up.

Some of those people sat in the booths, and a young blood elf came directly to the counter.

"Ten bottles of fragrant bete, fifty bottles of black thorn, and give each of you a glass of your special drunken tongue and red lips. The man pressed his hands on the counter and whispered, "They may have drunk, and you and Sister Seffir can make some money." ”

Moss turned around and went into the room where the counter was testing, carried two boxes of things out, and threw them directly to the blood elf youth.

"How did you know we had a new stock and bought so much at once. Moss's face changed, and a playful smile appeared.

The man laughed, "Then it's none of your business." Then, holding a blue card, he reached out to Moss.

Moss suddenly activated the majestic mana in his body, and Vickers, who was standing on the side, clearly felt that this mana was like the sea, which was beyond Vickers's reach.

It turned out that he was such an unfathomable person.

Moss raised his arm, and a blue rune appeared in his palm, and in an instant, the rune detached from his palm and appeared a few inches in front of his palm, docking with the blue card of the blood elf man.

The moment the blue card touched the rune, it suddenly flickered, and a trace of energy entered Moss's rune.

Moss withdrew, and so did the Blood Elves, and Vickers looked confused, wondering what they had done.

The blood elf youth turned around and went to the booth, holding two boxes of wine in his hand, and opened several bottles at once.

Vickers's head shook suddenly, as if he understood something.

That person didn't give money, which means that the behavior just now must be a means of trading.

Vickers guessed correctly, what he did just now was indeed a means of trading, from the most authoritative bank in the world, the Diamond State, this is the name of this bank, although it is a bank, but it has the financial power to rival that of any country in the world.

The Diamond State is a small city surrounded by a huge mountain range that hides a variety of minerals, but the largest amount of minerals is the raw material of the world's most denominational currency, the Diamond Coin.

There are four types of currency in the world, namely copper coins, silver coins, gold coins, and diamond crystal coins, with a ratio of 1:100:10000:1000000, from which you can know how much diamond crystal is worth.

Because of this, the right to make universal money is only available to the Diamond States, and they have a special method of making coins, and the coins made in this way are difficult to imitate, and even if they are to be imitated, they must exceed the value of the currency itself.

There is also the trading method between Moss and the blood elf youth just now, which was invented by dozens of rune masters and several rune grandmasters invited by the Diamond Crystal State.

The rune culture is formed with mana as the denomination data in the bank card, and the rune energy flows into the trader's rune pocket, and the transaction is completed.

On the surface, it looks simple, but the card itself has been set up by the owner of the card with multiple rune codes, and the energy in it has also been officially added with an energy property that only the Diamond Crystal State has.

A true rune master, as long as he understands the specific content of this trading method, can completely imitate this kind of card and this special energy in the same way. But they didn't need to do it at all, first, the Rune Grandmaster would definitely not be short of money, and second, if the imitation denomination was too large, it would definitely be found out.

For security purposes, the energy stored in the Rune Pocket needs to be authenticated at the Diamond State headquarters or branches around the world before it can be exchanged for cash or deposited into your bank card.

Therefore, there has been no case of counterfeit money and fake cards since ancient times.