Chapter 111: Sweet Spring Washes the Dust
The door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and it immediately attracted the attention of the customers who seemed to be drunk and awake. Some of them even missed out on slapping the girl's tight buttocks. However, after seeing Barrett's figure that was about to block the door, they immediately put their enthusiasm back into the staggered cup-to-cup exchange.
For Barrett, who walked into the lobby, the humidity filled the entire space, and the environment here was warmer than the outside, but it also made the air more viscous and turbid.
Alcohol, barbecue, aromatic vegetables, body odor, sweat, smoke from the hearth. This qiÄ was mixed together, and Barrett, who had just entered the place, felt that his breathing became slightly less smooth.
In this hall, which was dyed a dark orange by the firelight of the hearth, Barrett noticed at a glance the coffee-skinned woman in her 30s behind the bar, her heroic black sword eyebrows, and hoop earrings the size of walnuts hanging under her ears, which made people want not to pay attention.
As he walked to the bar, Barrett sensed from the attitude of the bartender and the barmaid in the store that the dark-haired woman in front of him was actually the owner of the tavern.
This surprised Barrett slightly: "It's really rare. However, any woman who can take care of the mixed industry of the tavern is not a fuel-efficient lamp! ā
It's not that Barrett can't afford women when he looks at 3ā, wwā w, it's because men and women are different and have different skills. A place such as a tavern requires not only the means to operate, but also the necessary force to deter. Otherwise, those drunken drunkards will go crazy, but it will not be easy to bounce and suppress.
So the owner of the tavern. It is often necessary to have both prestige and power on the ground. to be able to control the field. And because of traditions and prejudices, among other reasons. It's much harder for women to do this than for men.
This is why the number of female tavern owners on the mainland, especially in human society, is scarce, of course, if it is a husband and wife stall, the number will expand rapidly. It's quite common for a tavern owner to be treated to death by the proprietress of the hostess.
But it is precisely because of this that any female owner who supports the tavern cannot be underestimated. They are not only outstanding in their own strength, but also often have an inexplicable relationship with the local black and white.
Just as Barrett pondered whether there was any use for the situation in front of him, his companions crowded into the tavern with him. As several ladies appeared, a whistle of 'beep' immediately rang out in the tavern.
One of the drunkards couldn't even hold back. He reached out to Claudia, who was walking by. Auditore. However, before the other party could say any frivolous words, the quick-eyed noodles had already entered the dagger and were handed to a position less than a centimeter in front of the other party's Adam's apple: "This gentleman, you have drunk a little too much." So much so that I've forgotten how to take care of my hands and feet. Do you need me to help you remember? ā
"Nope! No! No! I think I've been able to control them now. In the cold light of the dagger, a drunkard in a cold sweat drove the alcohol out of his brain in a moment.
The rough man, who shook his head one after another, quickly withdrew his palm that was hanging in mid-air, and then moved a few steps back to pull a relatively safe distance from the noodles.
Since that guy didn't succeed, he didn't plan to pursue further when he saw the other party's interesting noodle. The halflings who turned around and returned to the team always kept an eye out for attacks that might come from behind, after all, the kind of guy who stabbed him in front of him and turned around is very much in the underground world.
However, the next qiÄ made Noodle's worries seem a little redundant. Until all the players arrived at the bar, the guy who was the first to do it didn't do anything out of the ordinary except for swearing and swearing with the drunkard on the side.
At the same time, because of the success of Noodles, the remaining guys in the tavern who are afraid of chaos in the world also understand that this team of women who make up most of the team is not so easy to mess with. Invisibly, it is also the next action of the players. It provides a lot of convenience.
Barrett, who sat down against the bar, snapped his fingers at the bartender, "Have a copy of your favorite thing here?" ā
"The most popular thing? Are you sure you want something, sir? After all, everything in our store is very popular. The bartender, dressed in an apron, leaned over the counter in front of Barrett.
Barrett, who loosened his shoulders, tossed a gold coin: "Then you can introduce you to the special food and drinks here, so that we can relax after being tired all the way." ā
"Sir! It depends on what you need. The bartender pointed to the hearth behind him: "See the roast lamb." The honey-roasted lamb at our Ganquan Tavern is tender and juicy, sweet and delicious. In such weather, adding a bowl of chop soup that heats up after drinking it is definitely a treat! ā
"Then let's give each of us a copy of this! By the way, help us arrange the upstairs room and hot water for washing. As he spoke, Barrett placed a small goatskin money bag on the bar.
When the bartender saw Barrett's actions, he turned his head to the left: "Sister Constle, there's a big business coming." ā
"Oh! Let me see what big business is. The female store manager who heard this sat down in front of Barrett with a golden sword.
Barrett pretended to look at the behavior in front of him suspiciously: "Is this also big business?" I'm just going to prepare some delicious meals and a comfortable place to live for my companions. ā
The coffee-colored female store manager squinted her eyes and looked the players up and down for a while, and then said, "A few of you can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary people!" Our tavern is a small business, and it is naturally a big deal to meet a cool guest like you. ā
After saying this, the female store manager handed Barrett a wooden beer mug the size of a liter: "Would you like to try the special ale wine of our Ganquan Hotel, although it does not add hops, but it also has a unique flavor!" ā
"Since it's the store manager, why don't I give it a try!" As he spoke, Barrett gently raised his glass and took a sip, and a faint smell of wheat filled his mouth.
The low concentration of alcohol gives the taste buds a tingling sensation that is almost like taking a sauna. With the sweetness that lingers on the tip of the tongue for a long time, it really brings a different kind of charm to Barrett.
"Smack!" Barrett, who raised his head and drank the rest of the drink, comfortably put the big wine glass on the bar: "Good wine!" I really didn't expect to be able to find this pearl hidden in the dust when I was out and about. Such treasures and dwarven fire wine are completely two extremes, taking the path of light and endless aftertaste. ā
"Sir is really an understanding person." The store manager looked at Barrett with a little surprise as he spoke, "But if you have anything to say, just say it in one go!" If you deliberately conceal it, you are not a qualified gentleman."
"Since the store said so, I'll be blunt. Just now, this glass of ale wine, like those mellow wines, should be very popular with the ladies and ladies of rich families. Barrett glanced around the patron slightly, "I think you seem to have chosen the wrong audience." Maybe it should be a good choice to find a chamber of commerce to cooperate. ā
"Alright! You are not the first person to propose this kind of advice to me, sir, and in fact I am already doing it now. Saying that, the female boss shook the key and walked out of the bar, "Come with me!" Go upstairs and take a look at your room, and we'll provide you with the rest. ā
"Does it include a bathtub and hot water?" Claudia on the side. Auditore asked the question that was most important to him.
The boss nodded: "That's right! Bathtub and hot water included. If you need someone to relax, I can prepare someone for you. ā
"Forget that, take us to see the house!" As if remembering some bad memories, the noodles immediately waved their hands. This was immediately followed by a burst of schadenfreude laughter from Rielly.
"It was great news to be able to provide hot water. We all smell like salted fish that has been out for a long time. Barrett, who was only halfway through his words, immediately felt the unfriendly gaze behind him. He immediately changed his voice: "Of course, except for a few ladies in the team, you will always be beautiful and fragrant flowers." ā
Follow the female shopkeeper up the stairs made of logs, and the players climb to the third floor of the tavern with the sound of "crunching" under their feet. Later, under the guidance of Mr. Consel, he went to the innermost part of the corridor.
As the door opened, the smell of the futon soaking up sunlight suddenly entered the players' noses. Mr. Constance then turned around and asked, "How is it?" This was the best room in our tavern. Are you still satisfied? ā
Although the person in front of him was using an inquiring tone, Barrett saw a smug look on the other party's face. Looking through the open door, players can see the house cleaned. Even in the corner of the bed, which is particularly noteworthy, there are no traces of dust or cobwebs.
In addition, all kinds of living utensils in the house are also neatly placed. In the case of an ordinary small-town tavern, the level of this place has already far exceeded Barrett's expectations, and it is no wonder that the store is complacent because of this.
"Oh! We can only say that we are very satisfied. If the food served in the tavern is as surprising as the room, then today is a lucky day. Barrett said from the bottom of his heart