"It's finally open. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Early that morning, as soon as it was dawn, I stood in front of the tavern and shouted heartily, and I didn't know what the business was, and now there were not many pedestrians on the street, only a few miserable people pacing anxiously.

I'm idle and bored, but also walking on the empty street, the 20 people who came to the tavern early, in fact, there are not many people, their main role is bodyguards, to prevent trouble, the tavern only needs a bartender, four guys, the cooking is quite first-class, let him be a cook, as for the others, just pretend to patrol, defend their own territory, and pull when they see a fight. It's definitely a pleasure to get along with.

Gradually, there were more pedestrians on the street, and the tavern gradually had customers, most of whom were from the city, and they lived nearby, and they all came here for breakfast, so most of them asked for snacks. After the meal, the number of people became noticeably scarcer, and only the occasional person from other places rested here.

The tavern is also idle, I suddenly came up with an idea, I want to recruit a traveling artist in the tavern, play music for the guests, I went out of the tavern and wandered around the street, it is not easy to recruit traveling artists here, there are very few people in the city who understand music, most of them also have jobs, after all, playing music can not be eaten, I also have the attitude of giving it a try, and it is normal to not be recruited.

Gradually, the sun was shining brightly, and the temperature rose, but for a person like me who came from the desert, this temperature was really nothing, I didn't go back to the tavern, I still wandered the streets, not to mention the wandering artists who knew music, even the musical instruments could not be found to sell.

In the end, I was on the stall next to the vegetable market, I saw a guitar, the price was surprisingly cheap, only 50 copper plates (equivalent to half a dinar), I did not hesitate to buy it, the surface of the guitar has been covered with a layer of dust, the vendors did not plan to clean it and then sell it, I blew off the dust on it, tried to play the strings, although the guitar is old, but the tune is not running, just keep it, I can practice in normal times.

I went back to the tavern, there were already more guests here, they were all sitting in their seats drinking wine, clinking glasses, I was holding a guitar to attract attention, Farley and the other 4 guys were very busy, I went to a corner, I wanted to learn to play the same song as the traveling artist I saw in Halmar before, I still touched the guitar for the first time, I had only played the harmonica before, but the artist in Halma also taught me how to play the guitar, I slowly put my hand on the strings, plucked gently, and after a while I was in the state, The music of the play is melodious.

The guests next to me looked at me strangely at first, but after a while they resumed their original noise, until they slowly noticed me again, and finally became completely attracted to my music, and I had long been buried in the sea of music, completely unaware of what was happening around me......

I was interrupted by a hurried footstep, and two men came into the tavern, both covered with gauze and covering their faces, a bit like our desert dress, but by looking at their bulging breasts, I knew they were women.

Because they were more like desert people, I took a liking to them, sat down across from them, and asked them, "Are you from the desert, and so am I?" They just looked up at me, and one of the slightly larger ones replied coldly, "No." "It was a bit awkward, and I was too embarrassed to sit across from them anymore, so I had to walk away.

I got to the kitchen, and looked at the overloaded planing ears, and I knew that I would have to find another cook to help him tomorrow, and I couldn't do it alone, so I wandered around the tavern two more times, and felt that there was really nothing to do, so I went to the top floor, and fell asleep with my head covered.

The noise downstairs disturbed my sweet dream, I opened my eyes in a daze, the dazzling light shot in, I quickly closed my eyes again, after a while, I slowly opened, got out of bed, put on my shoes and walked downstairs, the sound of falling bench clearly came to my ears, I was startled, as soon as it opened, someone smashed the field, I sped up.

When I got downstairs, it was a mess, I saw the two women who came at noon, and the patrol team in Swadia in the city, these two women were still fugitives, this time it was a mess, I hurriedly walked between the two teams, trying to stop them, or to fight outside, this place is small, I can't show my skills, don't talk about it, who will accompany me if I smash my things.

But they didn't appreciate it, and they had a great time fighting in the tavern, so I had to find the man who looked like a chief, and said, "My lord, I've just opened my shop, and it's not good to fight here, or if you do well, I'll give you 100 dinars, and you can spare these two women." He turned his head and said, "These two women are not small, and the bounty is 250 dinars, and you only give 100." I gritted my teeth: "300 dinars, you can let them go." When the head heard this, he immediately shouted to stop, and finally took my 300 dinars and left happily.

I scolded the beast with indignation, and then turned my eyes to the two women, who were about to walk out of the tavern when they saw that the patrol was gone, and I quickly called out to them: "I have just settled the matter for you, and I have accompanied you for 300 dinars, and you are just leaving." The two women turned around and said, "Then what do you want?" I was immediately unhappy: "What do I want to do, I helped you, so you should show your face." As a result, they really lifted the veil, my eyes stared straight at them, looking up and down, the two of them were one big and one small, the eldest was in his 30s, and the small one was estimated to be not as old as me, although the big one had passed his youth, but he had more mature charm, and his figure was uneven, and he could see that he was a big beauty when he was young.

The small ones are more attractive, with a faint sense of uneasiness and shyness on the delicate little faces, slightly reddened, and consciously hiding behind the woman next to them, they looked at me with lustful eyes and wanted to go out, how could I let go of such a good opportunity, this was paid for 300 dinars.

I stopped them, they suddenly had a vigilant posture, and pulled out the sword in their hands, but the small strength was too weak, and they didn't pull it out, but I didn't dare to be careless about this middle-aged woman's swordsmanship, and I stayed away from her, and discussed: "I helped you settle such a big trouble, shouldn't you thank me, it just so happens that my tavern is still short of manpower, how about you work for me." The woman withdrew her sword and agreed directly: "Yes, but I ask for it." ”

I did not dare to slack off, and said, "Whatever you want, just say." The middle-aged woman looked very sophisticated and said, "One, you must have a house to live in." Two, three meals a day, three, can't let my daughter do coolies. I resolutely agreed, and the request was reasonable, and I asked, "Where are you from?" ”

Mother and daughter replied in unison, "Nord." ”