O beautiful Yorkshire,

You are the pearl of the night,

High in the sky of each full moon,

Looked down upon by the gods.

O deep Yorkshire,

You are surrounded by mountains,

You are the son of the mountains,

Blessed by the gods.

......

- Troubadour da Peake, "Beautiful Yorkshire"

There was a knock on the door.

Putting down the Da Peake poetry book in his hand, Extraordinary got up and opened the door, and old Henry appeared in front of the door in a strange costume.

After exploring the left and right sides in all directions, old Henry dodged into the room.

"Close the door," said old Henry anxiously, "damn it, your bright stone is too high, so bright!"

Looking at the moonlit laneway outside the gate, he sighed extraordinarily, this old unscrupulous Uncle Henry.

Uncle Henry has been a bald figure since his jet-black and shiny dark brown hair was pushed out, is the curly blonde hair under this top hat your disguise?

Old Henry, who came to the living room, seemed to have entered his own door, sat on a high-backed chair and poured out the ice spirit fruit tea, and drank two cups in a row.

On the coffee table was a top hat with a wig, and on the other was a short shinobi slightly longer than a dagger, glowing blue under the reflection of the bright stone.

"Smack", a miniature steam gun was thrown on the table.

"I, Uncle Henry, who are you, and which king's secret agent?"

"I'm just the son of an ordinary florist who knows how to make wine, uh-huh, a poor man!"

Old Henry, who had calmed down, glanced at him angrily.

"If the guy with 20 Amethyst coins is a poor man, I should go to the gallows and tie my neck!"

Ignoring the extraordinary pretending to be pure, old Henry stared at the extraordinary black eyes and said seriously.

"Do you think I think that although we didn't communicate for a long time yesterday, we may have fallen into some rap eyes!"

"Some, who?"

Watching the extraordinary moment of the transformation from a leather face to a serious face, old Henry was almost stuck in his throat by the broken fruit in the fruit tea.

"Ahem, it's not an extraordinary whiskey, now that the surrounding aristocratic territories are out of stock, even some high-ranking adults in the Chamber of Commerce have openly and secretly asked me to hand over the recipe process. ”

"Even though you asked Dosta to deliver 'big wooden boxes' from time to time, the production capacity of Extraordinary Whisky was still too low. ”

"Oh, but someone has done anything to the 'big wooden box'?"

"Of course, almost every month, someone infiltrates the Alchemy Tower of the Yorktown Berman Chamber of Commerce in a vain attempt to steal the secrets of extraordinary whisky!"

"Did you hear about the out-of-town events a few times ago?"

Old Henry took out the pipe he had with him, and was rejected by the extraordinary, and after a few strokes of his pocket, he found that his lighter had left in the house in a hurry.

"Poof" leaned forward with an extraordinary right index finger of the flame appeared in front of old Henry's eyes.

"You magic boy, is this magic?"

This is authentic magic, uncle, not magic with blindfolding!

"Silk ......," said old Henry, taking a long puff of his pipe.

"The alchemy tower that exploded a few times ago was the brewing place I supervised, but as soon as the steam engine was installed, it was patronized!"

"Oh, is it the Alchemy Pagoda to the southwest?"

"Yes!"

"How many people died?"

"There were no dead people, because of that 'big wooden box' that debugged yours, so unrelated workers were kicked out. ”

"What about slaves?"

"Slaves?"

The barrage of questions made old Henry look up a little and ask, "What slave?"

"Doesn't the machine need a slave to move goods?"

Old Henry was interested, what made the extraordinary wonder boy ask three questions about slaves.

Good lucky man.

Thinking of kindness, old Henry definitely didn't have any irony, but he felt a little emotional.

"You haven't entered the Alchemy Tower of the Berman Chamber of Commerce, have you?

Old Henry's words with a firm expression are cut off and cannot be hesitated.

Oh, hearing this, the first thing that flashed in his mind was a man with a black beak mask, Anthony.

This made Extraordinary regret the accurate portrait of Anthony in the Shanghai Security Office.

The front foot is as jealous as hatred as an extraordinary person who faces the heinous traitor Anthony, and the back foot is a great man of chivalry, a huge contrast for the country and the people.

Whether Anthony is a good man or a bad man, the charges carried out are "night watchman traitor" and "traitor".

"Madeya, why do you think more and more you think that Anthony is a good person!"

"Who's a good guy?"

"Well, it's nothing, Uncle Henry, you go on. ”

The bucket of tobacco was quickly finished, and old Henry pulled the ashtray on the table in front of him, knocking the pipe clean.

"In the end, the result given by the security office was that someone infiltrated the Alchemy Tower, probably trying to put the entire 'big wooden box' into the space equipment, triggering your hidden contract seal and causing an explosion. ”

"It's just a big wooden box, not so powerful, and the high temperature generated by the combustion of the wooden box pressurizes the air pressure chamber of the steam engine that is being commissioned, causing a big explosion. ”

"Hey, didn't you see it, half of the entire Alchemy Pagoda was blown away. Several of the guards on the lower floors were injured, but thankfully no one died. ”

Looking at Old Henry's compassionate expression, Extraordinary almost threw up.

You're a bad old man, and the mottled handle of the Horned Horn is the scar of a long time.

And that pocket-sized mini steam gun, with so thick pulp, is it the effect of you holding a magic wand?

Oracle of Odin, God of War: No matter how sharp your words are, it is not as long as the conquest that is exchanged for great power.

You bad old man with a pen, watch me hurt you deeply again.

Old Henry, who was puffing up the miserable state of the alchemy tower, suddenly saw Extraordinary take out a white stick from his pants under the table.

Well, a very, very short, thin stick.

With a swish, the old man, who was not dazzled, saw another dry kapok fruit appear in his extraordinary hand.

The child held a miniature handcuff-style object and flattened the two ends of the elongated oval kapok fruit.

Then, unhurriedly, Extraordinary stuffed a white stick into one end of the kapok fruit and put the other end into his mouth.

"Poof" flames erupted from the tip of the index finger, and the white stick lit up with a red fire.

"Silk, silk"

A cloud of gray smoke erupted from the Extraordinary Mouth.

Facing the smoke from the shop, old Henry seemed to return to his youthful youth, it was a windless sunset afternoon, and the carefree teenager in the field was chasing, chasing the lost love, and like chasing the lost youth.

"Non-...... Not...... Wherefore, this is smoke...... Smoke...... Cigarette sticks, oh no, cigarette rolls?"

Pacifiers, cigarette sticks, you bachelors, give you another chance to organize your language!

"Brother Extraordinary, is this a new cigarette making process?"

In the Brave Continent, it is not that there are no smoke-gun alchemists studying cigarettes, but two reasons limit this invention of the century.

First, the tobacco processing process of the Brave Continent is simply miserable, the fresh tobacco leaves are made into raw tobacco shreds just after drying, and the tobacco shreds without any processing are more punchy and have a heavy taste. It also has a bit of leaf green taste, a particularly heavy bitter taste, and the smoke is very smelly.

Second, the sun-dried tobacco leaves are made into cigarettes without any accelerants, and the results can be imagined.

Not everyone has the extraordinary flame with a flame on their fingertips, take a puff and light it, and put it directly into the cigarette case if you don't want to smoke.

The Great Divine Stick let out two smirks, and a delicate silver box appeared in his hand, and the box slid from the table to the old Henry's hand

The old man hurriedly opened the silver box and lit the cigarette in his mouth with the unburned cigarette in the ashtray.

Take a deep breath.

"Ahh

"Hmph, raw tobacco is as delicious as flue-cured tobacco. ”

Roasted, fermented, and spiced up to the rest of the world, Extraordinary is very confident in his work.

Finally, the cigarette burned out, and the old Henry, who had calmed down, squinted.

This is the signature action of old Henry, a "profiteer", and he doesn't know what to think about in his heart.

"Oh, oh, oh, please forgive me, I forgot the most important thing of this trip!"

Isn't the most important thing to do is to negotiate an auction?

NoNoNo, of course not.

"Click", a thin purple card was thrown in front of the extraordinary eyes.

"Brother Extraordinary, my dearest friend, this is your well-deserved reward. ”

"For fear of giving you amethyst coins, I will directly help you open a purple gold bearer account in the Imperial Bank, which contains 150 amethyst coins, which is just a month's dividend, and the income of each month in the future will be directly transferred to this card!"

Coming, coming, old Henry came with sweet dates.

Smiling and picking up the amethyst card, the extraordinary finally soothed the sad past of spending N Dominars.

The extraordinary way to repay the peach is to let you look hard, smell hard, and drink hard.

The extraordinary winery and cellar on the second floor of the basement was not only looked at by old Henry, but also touched.

Old Henry, holding the most scaled measuring cup, closed his eyes tightly, looked up bald, and reveled in the mellow wisp of Zheng in his mouth

The wine in the whole mouth is warm and greasy under the stirring of the tongue, gently inhale, the aroma of caramel mixed in the wine instantly fills the nasal cavity, feeling the aroma of flowers and fruits, the wine slowly slides into the throat, and the tail rhyme remains in the nasal cavity.

"Ah, what wine! is this an extraordinary brandy?"

Extraordinary has a deep grudge against the word "of" that was removed.

Old Henry's "Extraordinary Whisky" and "Extraordinary Whisky" give people two extreme gambling feelings.

One on top and one underground near the abyss.

Seeing the extraordinary nod, old Henry slowly weighed it in his heart.

Henry Sr., who was already one of the giants of the Yorktown chapter of the Berman Chamber of Commerce, was once again standing in front of a fork in the road in his life.