It was already noon, and the scorching sun seemed to scorch everything, and the scenery in the distance of the road became slightly distorted by the dancing of the heat wave of the air.

Roland followed the path back to the halfway up the mountain, the door of the church was open, he walked in, and saw Falken treating a fat aunt, the white pillar of light shrouded the woman, and after a while, the woman laughed, shook dozens of pounds of fat and left, very heroic.

After doing this, Falken saw Roland and didn't say anything, but threw a linguistic man first. Then he asked, "How much money did you make?" ”

"Twenty-eight copper coins." Roland took a coin out of his clothes: "Anyway, this should be a copper coin." ”

Falken walked over with his hands behind his back and smiled at the same time: "I made more money than I thought, I thought you would be good if you could earn ten copper coins at the beginning." Twenty-eight copper coins are enough for you to eat for several days. ”

Roland snorted: "Good luck, where is there a place to eat in the town, I'm a little hungry." ”

"Turn right down the hill, go straight along the path, and after passing a pier, you can see a tavern on the right hand side, the contents are good, the amount is cheap, of course, the taste can only be considered average, I don't know if it suits your appetite."

"It's nice to have something to eat." Roland shrugged, thanked Falken, and left the church.

Following Falken's instructions, Roland braved the scorching sun and found the tavern.

The tavern has four hieroglyphs engraved on it, and the language can only be used to communicate with each other, and it acts on the spirit of both parties, without allowing the caster or the caster to understand writing and writing.

The tavern covers a small area, estimated to be only about 100 square meters, and should be less than 200 square meters. The entrance is a low, wooden door that allows you to see the inside from the outside.

Several old but clean round tables, surrounded by several round stools, the fragrance of bread, and the slightly sour smell of wine, came out of them, and Roland also saw several men around a table, drinking wine in large gray wooden cups, while making a loud noise as if no one was around, as if they were drunk.

Roland pushed the door in, and the waitress who had been standing at the counter immediately turned her head and shouted with her eyes shining: "This gentleman, welcome to the 'Lake Light Tavern', what do you need?" ”

It turns out that the four words at the door of the tavern mean 'Huguang Tavern'.

Under the surprised eyes of the waitress, Roland withdrew to the door of the tavern, used the system's own camera function, took pictures of the four hieroglyphs, and then noted the Chinese meaning of the four hieroglyphs at the back.

Although 'fluent language' does not make people understand words immediately, as long as they are used from a different angle, they can quickly learn words, and it seems that there is no language limit, which is a good spell.

Roland, who had discovered a little trick again, was a little happy in his heart, but when he entered the tavern, he saw the waitress looking at him with a strange look. As soon as he thought about it, he knew that it was his strange behavior just now that had caused the other party's surprise.

"Do you have anything cheap and good here?" Roland sat down on the chair in front of the counter and asked with a smile, "Don't recommend things that are too expensive, I don't have much money." ”

Although the waitress is not pretty, she is young and cute. She has freckles on both sides of her nose, her eyes are aqua blue, her eyes are large, and her smile is very sweet, which will make people feel very comfortable.

"Then I recommend honey bread." The waitress was also wearing a linen shirt, but the style looked newer and cleaner: "I know you, the hero who saved three children, but it's a pity that I am not the owner of the tavern, otherwise I would definitely sell you honey bread at half price." ”

"Then let's have some honey bread first."

"Okay, please wait." The waitress turned back to the kitchen, and soon came out with a plate on which was placed a long loaf of bread, on which was smeared with wax-gold honey: "This is the bread you ordered, and you will be blessed with two copper coins." ”

The honey bread looks quite big, as long as two copper coins, it is indeed a conscience price, at least Roland thinks so. He took out two copper coins, handed them over, and found the waitress looking at his hand with a strange look.

When he withdrew his hand and looked at it, Roland realized that there were five or six large blood blisters on each hand, which looked very conspicuous. He pressed it, and found that it didn't hurt, but he was a little dazed, knowing that it was because it was only one-tenth of the pain.

This is the sequelae left by mining, but if it doesn't hurt, it doesn't matter, continue mining tomorrow morning and continue to save money.

Taking the bread, Roland tasted it, and then his expression was very subtle, the honey is the best, and the noodles are also the best, but the honey bread tastes bad, it is very hard, porcelain, and even has an indescribable taste.

No wonder Falken would say that the food in this tavern would not be to his liking.

The waitress saw that Roland's expression was very subtle, so she didn't know what was going on. She laughed, "Not to your liking? But the bread we have here is already the best in town, but it's not to the liking of a big man like you. ”

"What a big guy, but he's just a little ghost."

One of the few men sitting there drinking, turned around and shouted with a flushed face, "There is no other advantage except for the thin skin and tender meat." Being able to save the three little guys is nothing more than luck, if it were me, I could do it, why do you just tout this little guy so much. ”

Roland knew that he should have some fame in the town, but he didn't know that he was actually famous. Children are the future of a family, the future of the town, and the future of the country. Everywhere, descendants are always the most important.

Saving a child's life, in many cases, is more likely to make people feel grateful than saving an adult.

Of course, no matter how heroic or outstanding the characters are, some people are sought after, and naturally some people are not pleasing to the eye. Many times, this emotion arises for only one reason.

Eat one's heart out.

Roland looked at the three drunks and found that they were talking about middle-aged people, and there was nothing else worth mentioning, their bodies looked no different from ordinary people, and their appearance and temperament were not outstanding.

It can't be that some task has been triggered, he thought so, and then he started to experiment, and said with a slightly provocative smile: "Don't talk nonsense, why don't we go out and practice?" ”

Several large men smashed the wooden cups in their hands to the ground, pale yellow ale splashed everywhere, and the waitress screamed, and they overturned the table and walked towards Roland menacingly.