The night came quickly and lively.

The ship of Romney and others stopped at the mouth of Rhodi Flower Bay.

A few of them took a small boat and came to Rorty Flower Bay.

What I saw was the scene of the night market full of people.

Walking among the bustling crowds of people eating barbecue and drinking beer, Romney felt a sense of subtlety that had not been seen for a long time.

"Oh my God, I didn't expect to see a barbecue stand here!"

Grace was surprised and pointed to a barbecue stand, the kind of stall that he had often seen on the roadside in his previous life, and stunned Grace.

"Hey, guest, would you like to try it?"

"Today's fresh Cacados fish, boneless, delicious meat."

"As long as thirty copper coins each, do you want to try it?"

As soon as Grace pointed to the barbecue stall, the stall owner immediately ran out and rubbed his hands to introduce it.

"Ah, stall owner, you don't care about your stall?"

Grace didn't expect the stall owner to be so enthusiastic and a little surprised.

"Haha, when I saw a few of you distinguished guests, I didn't care about it."

The stall owner looked sideways at Romney and smiled.

"Oh, you know us?"

Romney groaned and walked up, looking at the stall owner, waiting for his next step.

"Prince Romney!"

"We've all heard that you're coming to inspect Rhodihua."

"Everybody's looking forward to it."

"This Rorty Flower Night is also specially organized for you."

"For a month, the beer is free."

"Pure tulip beer, good brand, single malt!"

The stall owner told he, and what was revealed in his words was all the inter-provincial changes brought about by Romney's whereabouts.

"Rorty Flower Night?"

"Romney, you've made your trip a festival!"

Grace's eyes sparkled, and the feeling of being watched everywhere she went made her heart excited and her face jumped.

"I didn't expect that."

"In that case, one person will give us one."

Romney touched the tip of his nose, but he didn't expect that his trip would lead to a "Rorty Flower Night" event.

For a month in a row, the beer is free.

Wait, Tulip Beer?

"The stall owner."

"Let me ask, you just said tulip beer?"

"Was it developed by Baron Tulip Fortune?"

Romney hadn't noticed it yet, but when he thought about it, he suddenly caught the three key words of tulips.

"Ah, Prince, you know this brand too?!"

"But it wasn't developed by Baron Tulip Fortune, his reputation has long been stinky."

"This seems to be a, yes, developed by a lord of the manor called Pavaro."

"I heard that I like tulips so much, so I gave the beer such a name."

The stall owner grilled the Cacados fish and smiled as he told what he knew.

Romney glanced at the stall owner's grilled Cacados fish, the length of an ordinary person's forearm, silver-blue, with a few knife marks on its body.

He turned his head and looked around again.

It's so popular that everyone drinks and eats fish at the barbecue stalls by the bay.

It's peaceful.

He didn't want to spoil the peace at this time, so Romney didn't ask much.

just quietly gave Grace and the others a look.

Everyone comprehended, and instantly put away the relaxed state just now, and had a slight feeling of facing a great enemy.

"Okay!"

"Come fish!"

The stall owner had just opened a table and stool for Romney and the others, and at this time brought the grilled Cacados fish.

One for each person, one bottle of tulip beer per person.

The table was full of dishes, but everyone didn't move their chopsticks.

"Ah, Prince, what is this?"

The stall owner stood next to him and waited, watching everyone remain silent, and asked suspiciously.

"Ah, it's okay, you're busy with yours first."

Romneyha's words gently motioned to the stall owner to busy himself first.

The stall owner, who didn't know why, returned to his stall and was busy working, but his eyes were full of peeping.

He couldn't figure it out, what's wrong?

"Xiluo, is the wine fish okay?"

Romney looked at Xiluo, and Grace's eyes followed him, and he also looked at Xiluo.

"There are no warnings for toxin identification, medicinal property identification, and harmful identification."

"I just released the fruit dragon and tasted the beer, and there was no warning."

"If the other party doesn't have a poison mage or assassin above the Sanctuary, then these dishes will be fine."

Xi Luo raised his hand and withdrew a barely visible peach-colored, little thumb-sized fruit dragon, sensing the feedback of his demon pet.

looked up in response to Romney's answer.

"Well, let's eat it then!"

"Have a good taste of the food at the Rorty Flower Night!"

Hearing Xiluo's words, Romney laughed and motioned for everyone to taste the food.

Although there was no problem with food, everyone did not let their guard down.

The word tulip, Romney's heart swelled when he heard it.

This piece of tulip beer is drunk, and people who say that there are no celestial exorcists lurk here.

Everybody here won't believe it.

"Well, it's delicious!"

Grace tasted a bite of the Cacados fish, which was really boneless and melted in his mouth.

Tender fish, juicy.

With an inexplicable seasoning, the taste is surprisingly sweet and delicious.

"Yes, it's delicious!"

"It's delicious!"

"The dragontail fish, which is often late in the imperial capital, has a sweeter taste."

"Wow, O'Bler, did you swallow it whole at once? Don't you choke? ”

"Hey, what is this, I used to eat Northland bear paws, and I can eat them in one bite."

"Really, you're bragging, right? The mountain people don't have that big mouths. ”

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The stall owner watched Romney and the others eating, drinking, discussing and interacting, and finally let go of the heart that had just hung in his heart.

It is rare for the prince of the empire to arrive, and if he likes his wine and food, then his reputation will inevitably rise in the future.

Don't look at the future, just look at the crowd watching next to the present, and the stall owner will know.

This will be a stroke of luck!

The smell of fish and the bubbling of beer.

The night is pleasant, and the candles and oil lamps lit everywhere make this bay full of beauty.

Romney and the others ate a sea fish one by one, and drank another sip of tulip beer, and their nervous and defensive mood was slowed down a lot.

Tulips tulips.

Tulip brand beer.

These words are in the hearts of all people.

It is an equal sign with the enemy.

But before following the locals, I didn't find out whether the tulip beer was really related to the celestial drive.

Taste the local customs of Rorty Bay.

It's also a beautiful thing.

The waves are surging and lapping on the bay of the Rorty flowers.

Romney and the others left the barbecue booth.

Walking slowly down the street.

The night was meant to urge people to return home, even in the imperial capital.

But Roti Flower Bay, but there is no such taste at all.

Everyone happily releases the depression and exhaustion of the day in the nightlife.

All kinds of people, dressed plainly, but full of enthusiasm, happily felt the beauty brought by the night of the Rorty flowers.

Occasionally, there are words of praise for Romney's travels, so there can be such a good time.

When it falls on everyone's ears, it always causes laughter.

The rare group tour is happy, lingering around everyone, making people feel the flavor of the seaside town.

The gravel on the road is comfortable to step on, and the bustle in the ears is pleasant.

The breeze blows, telling a certain song and dance to calm the sea.