Chapter 149: The Smell of Wine
"If you want, go get it."
Gu Cheng went down the stairs and looked at the wall at the boundary of this area, and had already begun to prepare various climbing tools.
The omniscient eye has little to do with him, but not necessarily with the other nine.
Although it is not necessary to join the ranks of the contenders, it is not in vain to know the name and attributes of each treasure in advance.
And Fenrich, I don't know where it is now!
A bounty order was issued, and the other party did not appear in front of him, but came to the Golden City.
There was an accident in the middle, and I don't know if it was an external cause induced by others, or Finrich's own thoughts.
The house had long been decayed, and among the various stone slab houses, Gu Cheng did not find any logs, stones, etc. that could be moved, which were used to slightly cushion his feet.
"Need help?"
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A few minutes later, a flat clearing 20 meters from the wall!
Gu Cheng ran a boost, relying on Myron's feet, handsome bounced ,,,, and slammed into the barrier wall of more than ten meters.
Myron: "γγγγγγγ β
"I really believe in your evil."
With a slightly swollen face, Gu Cheng sat on the stone pier angrily, wanting to cry without tears.
"You can't blame me for this!? I'm also out of a good heart.,I originally thought,,Your bounce power should be amazing.γγγ β
Gu Cheng: "γγγγγγ β
MMP, I thought you had a lot of arm strength.
Two rookies think they understand each other's thoughts, but their brains have their own ideas!
I thought you could do it, you thought I could, hehe.
Are you all ready to hug your thighs?
It's really a dead family.
In Frost Town, the temperature has dropped significantly in recent days.
After the kingdom coup, the snowflakes in the sky of the entire county never stopped.
Although the Grand Duke of Hella has not taken any measures against this county, the nobles in the territory are as depressed as this goose feather snow, and they are afraid of cold.
There is not a hint of spring.
Timid, afraid to go out.
"Guest, the shop is about to close."
Nilton came to the tavern again, looking at the dark sky outside, but his brow furrowed deeply.
At this point in the past, the old beggar should have already finished drinking and left.
However, today, the wind and snow outside are extremely cold, and the deep night is also terrible dark.
Could it be that something is wrong with the other party?
But Mina didn't hear anything.
In order to successfully sign this hero, Nilton has also worked hard in the past few months.
Secretly investigated the origin of the old man, Erxian Bridge, a mountain recess ten miles away!
He has no children under his knees, and he is alone.
On weekdays, I pick up some garbage and barely eat.
"Usually you don't close at 11 o'clock, why did you advance today?" Nilton looked at the watch on the counter and asked, a little puzzled!
"Alas! It's cold, and there's no business! Guest, you're running out of drinks, why don't you stop here today? β
Because of the past few months, Nilton has been frequented by him, and the shopkeeper and shopkeeper are very familiar with this foreign traveler.
The weekday communication is also a little more cordial.
"Add two more pots, and I'll leave at 11 o'clock, I won't delay your time." Nilton finally took a look at the still turning clock and decided to wait!
After such a long period of observation, the old beggar man was very old-fashioned, but he was also very well-behaved.
It has its own set of persistence and philosophy, and never breaks.
No matter how poor he is, he does not take credit because of poverty.
Every week, it has become an old man's habit for more than ten years, and he has integrated into the other party's life, how can it change because of the bad road.
About another 30 minutes passed!
The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper sat boredly in front of a square table and chairs! On the warmth brought by the sparkling flames that still exist in the stove in the distance, a few people chatted quietly about homely things!
"I heard that there was a coup d'Γ©tat in the kingdom."
"I hope the war doesn't spread here!"
Although, their original intention is now to go home early and lie in the warm bed! However, the rules of the old tavern are also very important, not to mention that there is a guest in the lobby.
There are many rules that have been passed down from generation to generation, and it has long been decided when to close and when to open.
"Wow! Barking! β
A few dog barks came in from outside the door.
Someone's coming.
The shopkeeper hurriedly went out to check.
"Shopkeeper, are you going to close the door early today?"
Hearing the familiar voice, the shopkeeper also hurriedly got up and greeted him.
"What's the matter? What about the other customers in the store? Welcome, welcome. There are fewer people today, and you can drink more hours! β
Unexpectedly, the old beggar patted the snow on his body and sat on the bench, but he waved his hand again and again.
"The old rules. I left at 11 o'clock. β
Shopkeeper: "I'm going to scald the wine!" β
After speaking, he shook the white towel on his shoulders and hurried to the back kitchen.
Taking advantage of this hot wine, the shopkeeper also greeted each other and chatted.
"Where do you live?"
"Erxian Bridge!?"
"Erxian Bridge? That's ten miles from here! The shopkeeper was taken aback, this old man who loved wine all the time in his store, he really didn't know much about the other party's residential address.
Every week, the other party comes at a fixed point, and the shopkeeper also treats him as an old man at home in a village near the town!
I didn't expect that the other party's place of residence would be so far away from the town.
The shopkeeper also hurriedly suggested: "Ming'er, I'll find a car to take you back, and I'll rest here today." The road at night is not easy to walk. β
"If you say 11 o'clock, it's 11 o'clock. You can't break the rules. β
Helplessly, the shopkeeper had to retreat to the second.
"Then I'll add two dishes for you."
"Don't do anything that is bad with the rules!"
sighed deeply, and the shopkeeper's heart was also complicated.
If you don't really love it, who will come to drink those two taels of wine rain or shine?
As the shopkeeper of the old tavern and the big owner, he was both happy and helpless for a while.
The older generation of people understand the rules and know the etiquette, even if they have that kindness, they ,,,
"Here comes the wine."
Xiao Er came up with the scalded wine, and the shopkeeper hurriedly vacated his place, giving the beggar and the old man plenty of space for wine tasting.
Pulling Xiao Er to the side, the shopkeeper whispered: "Turn the clock down, and in half an hour, I'll go find the car." β
looked at the shopkeeper who disappeared outside the door under the heavy snow of goose feathers.
Nilton was speechless, and he had some feelings in his heart, but he couldn't say it clearly!
After all, no matter how much you pretend to be, you are never human!
It is difficult to draw the face and skin, and it is difficult to draw the bones, and you don't know the face but not the heart.
As an impostor, my understanding of human beings and this species is still too shallow.
The wine is cold, and the time is over!
The shopkeeper wiped the snow from his forehead with a slight panting, and the carriage finally arrived at a pinch.
The old beggar also happened to finish drinking his wine, and slowly took out a few folded and crumpled bills from his jacket pocket and put them on the counter.
Looking at the shopkeeper who had rushed back from the snow outside, the old man bowed deeply.
"Thank you."
"It's not time yet!" The shopkeeper pointed to the clock on the counter.
Oh, yes!
The time is not yet up.
At half past ten, half an hour before 11 o'clock.
The old beggar went out silently, and the shopkeeper hurriedly followed, and there was also an extra oil umbrella in his hand.
"Here comes the carriage, you see right here! Let's take the car back. "The shopkeeper's bitter persuasion!
"I can go, don't bother you!"
The old beggar man was resolute and stubborn, but he was stopped again by a pair of big hands.
The shopkeeper continued to persuade, and even with a hint of pleading in his tone.
"The cars are coming. You see, or else,"
However, the stubborn old man still didn't appreciate it, and even had some anger.
"I don't say no, I don't need to."
The eight-foot man, the shopkeeper was murdered by the other party, and his inexplicable eyes were a little ruddy.
"You see it's not early, it's a high mountain and a steep road, if you make a mistake, I can't live with your family."
"Not so much thought!" The old man's ruddy nose sucked for a moment, but he still shook his head.
"I borrowed someone's shack to live in, and I was alone on the roof! It's okay. β
The shopkeeper was completely helpless, and there was already a trace of crystal in his ruddy eyes, but he was still holding on.
"If you want to drink, I'll ask Xiao Er to send it to you every once in a while, do you think this will work?"
The drunkard old man's eyes were also slightly red, and he bowed deeply, but said, "But if you want to be like that, does it still smell of wine?" β
Sniffing his slightly stiff nose, he shook his head and set foot on the road home alone.
The sporadic lights on both sides of the street shone on the body of this rickety old man, and it seemed to have a different brilliance.
The shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper were speechless, silently watching each other leave, squirming his lips slightly, but he never opened a single bit!
It wasn't until the other party slowly disappeared into the night that Nilton withdrew his gaze, put down the wine money, and left the tavern alone!
"Humans are such a complex and strange population."
In an inn, Nilton and Mina meet again!
"How? Did you make a pact with that two-legged creature? Mina lay on the soft bed, shaking her little white feet aimlessly.
Nilton was silent, exhaling the chill contained in the wine, but finally shook his head wordlessly.
It seems that he didn't come up with the conditions to impress the other party.
Old bitter wine?
Perhaps!
Before, Nilton thought so.
But after going through so much and knowing a lot of inside the story, Nilton felt that his head was a little messy.
More than ten years ago, the son of a runaway farmer met an ice witch.
After a few twists and turns, the two have feelings for each other.
Just when this young man who ran away from the country was about to confess and try to buy a career in the city.
But the witch went up to the Mars Snow Mountain and never came down.
The story is ridiculous, the details don't stand up to scrutiny, and considering it, Nilton didn't believe it at first...
But thinking of the moistness in the old man's eyes when he was leaving, Nilton was inexplicably a little congested.