The waiter woke me and me from the memories, and then introduced us to the various beautiful furnishings of the restaurant, and naturally led us to a delicate wooden table, where five people sat together, the chairs were carved out of logs, and Karantso and Ella did not look cramped when they sat together. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The waiter didn't order food for us, but asked what kind of wine we needed, and Noah thought for a moment and then said to me, "Why don't we have some Golden Apple Bar, where the roast and stew are good for some cider." ”

When I heard Noah talk about drinking, I realized that I had known Noah for so long, and I had eaten together almost all day, but I had never drank, and I thought he didn't drink. Karantso and I looked at each other very tacitly and smiled.

Noah looked over in surprise, and I looked up and asked the waiter very politely, "Can we bring our own wine?"

"As you wish, and we offer a free wine storage service in our restaurant, if you don't finish your meal and don't want to take it with you, we can also store it in the cellar for you, we have a special magic seal here to make sure your wine is not swapped or drunk!" said the waiter.

"Why, Jijia, you still prepared wine in advance?" Noah asked me, looking a little surprised.

I smiled and said to Noah, "Although it wasn't specially prepared for this dinner, when it comes to golden cider, I really have some fine wine!"

"Of course, we ...... El City is the most famous golden cider country in the Grimm Empire, don't you even know this?" Ella told Noah with wide eyes, but she almost told the secret of the Willow Valley, but fortunately she was very clever and changed it back in time. Looking at her naïve appearance, it was as if Noah didn't know that El City was the land of golden cider, and he would provoke the anger of the heavens.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Karantso's mouth, and I knew why she was laughing, and she must have thought that although I had tens of thousands of barrels of golden cider, my closest friend was at a loss, and I don't know what he would think if he knew that I owned seventy percent of the fine golden cider in the province of Sloit.

But Ella is also right, how can someone who was born in the land of golden cider not have golden cider!

So, as if by magic, I took out a bottle of golden cider from my magic belt bag and placed it on the table, uncorked the cap of the bottle, and gently shook the golden liquor in the bottle and placed it on the side of the table.

This action is so ingrained in my mind that for the past few years, almost every morning when I wake up and Fanny calls me for breakfast, I will see Ryan shaking the bottle like this, and after a while, he will read the magic newspaper and drink golden cider, and then a plate of fried eggs with slices of bread will be served for breakfast.

I looked up to the middle-aged waiter next to me and said, "Please, let's prepare five cups......"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a maid in a white gauze skirt walking up with cutlery, a very fine set of cutlery, knives, forks, spoons, plates and plates were all silver, the napkin was a piece of pure white silk, and each of them had a goblet made of crystal.

The maid skillfully arranged the tableware neatly, and the middle-aged waiter picked up the bottle of golden cider, and then said: "This style of wine bottle is very rare, and several famous golden cider wines that I am familiar with are not bottles of this shape, and your golden cider must be brewed in your own estate! From the action of opening the bottle just now, it can be seen that you must be proficient in this way!"

I thought about it for a moment before I said, "No, I don't have my own winery, but every autumn when the golden apples are harvested, I buy some cider and store it in oak barrels, like the bottle we drink now, which is actually a fine wine that was cellared ten years ago." ”

The latter sentence was explained to Noah, because what the middle-aged messenger had just said was like I was an old drunkard for many years.

I said to Noah and Shirley Newman: "As for why I am so skilled in opening the corkage, it is because my father Ryant has a drink almost every morning, and he has never stopped in the past few years.

Hearing me say this, the middle-aged waiter's eyes when he looked at this bottle of homebrew showed a faint hint of disappointment.

He casually took the bottle in his hand and began to pour it for us.

Then he began to talk to us about the history of golden cider, and I heard him say: "In recent years, the north has been infested by the Storm Bear tribe for several consecutive years, and the largest winery in the province of Sloit, Zimmermann Winery, was completely flattened by the barbarians three years ago, and it is difficult to see high-quality golden cider on the market today, and it is even more rare to find golden cider of such a high vintage!"

I was naturally very happy to hear him say this, but then he changed his voice and said, "But when it comes to the golden cider in the cellar, in addition to the puree produced by the most famous Zimmermann estate, the cellar in our restaurant has the best golden cider from the hands of the major wine merchants of the province of Sloyt." ”

He commented on the shortcomings of ordinary cider with confidence in his tone, and then said to us: "The famous golden cider is definitely not comparable to ordinary cellar golden cider, the high-quality golden cider is golden in color and exudes a slightly sweet aroma, and you will feel a very thick sweet ...... when you take a sip."

Only then did I realize that the middle-aged waiter was going to sell us a bottle of high-end golden cider from the restaurant.

Noah listened to the waiter's comments on the wine, but he listened to it with relish.

I smiled faintly, stared into the eyes of the middle-aged waiter, and said to him, "Hearing you say that, I would like to open a bottle of famous wine and compare it with what the home-brewed golden cider has to offer." ”

The middle-aged waiter looked a little proud and said: "I recommend to you a kind of golden cider called 'Mighty Gold' from the town of Maas, the golden apple orchard where this wine is made is only separated by a wall from the apple orchard of Zimmermann Manor, where the best golden apples are grown, although the brewing process and vintage are a little worse, but the taste is also extremely mellow." ”

He introduced us to the restaurant's most famous golden cider as he poured my bottle into the crystal goblet in front of me.

I smiled faintly at him, and he nodded politely at me.

Noah, who was sitting opposite, leaned over to look at the bottle of wine and said to me with great interest: "Since you like to store golden cider, Jijia, I can go to El City to buy a big winery during the summer vacation, and make my own golden cider, and we also hire senior winemakers to make famous wines, and then store them all, and wait until there is enough vintage, and then take them out and sell them, only to make a profit and not lose money!"

I smiled, looked at it and said, "It's a good idea for us to run the winery together!"

Noah's family has the best sales channels in the province of Palestina, and I think the golden cider that Noah and I have made will definitely sell well.

At this time, the middle-aged waiter had already filled the wine glass in front of me, and when his eyes looked at the golden liquor in the wine glass, his expression became cautious, and the voice of introducing the high-end golden cider in the restaurant became smaller and smaller, and the more he spoke, the more he became more and more unconfident, his eyes frequently looked at the golden cider in the bottle, as if he had seen a hint of clues.

By the time he poured Noah, although he had a smile on his face, a layer of fine sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and he held the bottle of golden cider in one hand and carefully placed it on the table, no longer talking about the topic of golden cider.

It seems that when I finally remembered to ask us what we wanted for dinner, it was always as if the middle-aged waiter was performing alone, and we at the table were like spectators watching the play.

When the middle-aged waiter was relieved and walked away with the menu, Noah pursed his lips and sighed softly, before he said, "What is this, is the waiter doing part-time wine sales?" Even the 'Pai' (restaurant) is actually like this, the high-end restaurants here in the imperial capital are really not interesting, but as he spoke, he stopped?"

"Maybe he's ashamed himself!" said Shirley Newman, chuckling from the sidelines.

The atmosphere suddenly became cheerful, and the cooking skills of the chef of this restaurant are quite high, and the beef eye steak is fried very tender and juicy, and the taste is very delicious.

It was probably the first time that little Ella had eaten such a delicious steak, and she had eaten almost two portions of meat, and it was clear that the orc children preferred a little raw meat, and the steak she chose was only a slight break from the surface of the meat, and it was put on her plate, served with sweet and sour jam.

A few of us got together to eat and chat, talking about the ordinary life of the orcs on the Pai Plateau, Noah asked me curiously: "I heard that there are herds of cattle and sheep on the Pai Plateau, and those warriors of the orc tribe only need to go out to hunt every day to enjoy such delicious beef, and sometimes I envy their life when I think about it." ”

I smiled wryly, I didn't expect to eat a barbecue, which actually made Noah feel that the orcs on the plateau lived very happily, and hurriedly explained to Noah: "The orc warriors eat meat all day long, which is not wrong at all, but if you let you taste the raw jerky they made, you will know that there can be such unpalatable jerky in the world!"

Noah asked curiously, "Is raw jerky their traditional food?" Why don't you eat it when it's cooked, isn't the meat floss that those merchants trafficked down from the plateau a delicious thing?"

"The biggest problem there is fire, so after they slaughter a bison, they will dry the meat that they can't eat into raw jerky, something I don't want to eat again in my life. I said to Noah, and Karantso, who was on the side, nodded in agreement with what I said.

Hearing me say this, Noah's curiosity was piqued, and he blinked his eyes and said to me, "If you have a chance, you must go to the Pai Plateau to see it!"

Noah saw Ella carefully scraping the last bit of jam on the plate with a spoon, and the food on the plate had been eaten very cleanly, so he couldn't help but ask Little Ella if she wanted another fried meat, and Little Ella puffed up her chest and patted her bulging little belly, proving that she was full and couldn't eat anything.

I Donoa explained that in the orc tribe, children are taught to respect every piece of food from an early age, and if they don't finish this meal, the next meal, the food they get must be halved, and then every day it will increase a little bit until you feel like you have enough, so they never have the habit of wasting food.

The dinner was coming to an end, we sat at the table and chatted, little Ella looked at the dessert in the center of the table a little stupidly, she couldn't eat anything anymore, but the hateful waiter actually brought a fragrant cake, little Ella was like a little gluttonous cat, licking her lips secretly from time to time, but when Noah asked her if she wanted to eat a piece, she shook her head desperately.

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A gorgeous golden *** caravan drove in from the forest path, parked on the grass not far away, pulling the carriage was actually two silver pegasus, this kind of winged pegasus is said to be a distant relative of the unicorn, looking at the smooth fur on the two silver pegasus, the pair of huge wings, when the wings are opened, it is more than ten meters wide, and the white mane that extends from the top of the head to the horse's back is even more supple and elegant.

The entire carriage is made of magical red copper, the pattern on the outside of the carriage is carved from gold, and the magic pattern circle on the caravan is inlaid with some magical Mithril rune plates, and a very conspicuous black badge is inlaid on the side of the carriage, on which is a pair of large hands holding a flame.

I don't know if it's the carriage of the prince and nobleman in the imperial capital.

I was looking over curiously, but I saw a gorgeous silver *** magic caravan driving out of the forest path, pulling the magic caravan was a golden scale horse, the two carriages parked side by side, the doors opened one after another, and the first to jump out of the silver carriage pulled by the golden scale horse were two young noble young people.

The figure of one of the aristocratic young men was very familiar to me, although he had changed into a well-dressed and straight dress, and it was William, who had come to my class in the morning and brought a greeting from Le Die, with a gold-trimmed magic badge on his chest, and a sunny smile on his face, whispering to the young man beside him.

The young nobleman beside William was very calm, and the two of them looked a little similar between their eyebrows, looking at his handsome face with a little femininity, I always felt that I must have seen him somewhere.

The picture immersed in the sea of spirit flew in front of my eyes, and three seconds later, the time was frozen three years ago, Baron Kai colluded with the barbarians of the Holt tribe to frame Grand Duke Jingyue Ellie, at that time Duke Jingyue was only the head of the Knights of the Guard Battalion of Sloitt City, and that time it was the young man in front of him who organized the rescue of Morayar and Morath.

Mo Xiang turned out to be the eldest son of the Mo family.

I remember that at that time, it was just a slight disrespect on my part towards him, and his lover Mansa, the princess with some demon blood, tried to have his personal maid kill me.

The sharp gaze in my eyes was noticed by Karantso on the side, and she followed my gaze.

At this time, Shirley Newman, who was sitting on the side, also complained to Noah in a low voice: "How can it be William, why is he here?"

Noah and I glanced at each other, wondering who these two sons of the Mo family were invited to this banquet?

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