Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy (9) Acquisition

Three days later, late at night, at the end of Squirrel Street, there was a tavern called 'Blackwood Wine Glass'.

This tavern was originally a little famous in Squirrel Street, and some of the dwarves were regular customers of this tavern, but since a tavern called 'Hearthstone' became completely famous in Nolan, life has become difficult for other taverns.

The dwarves poured into the tavern called Hearthstone as if they were enchanted, and even if the tavern was crowded into the tavern with nowhere to stay, there would be an endless stream of dwarves to patronize it, which was like a group of 'demon addicts'.

And his peers, who also run the tavern, also said, 'The best tavern was crushed into ruins by the dwarves who swarmed!' This jealousy is so distorted that it reassures itself.

Blackwood Wine Glasses was one of the luckier Nolan Taverns during the Great Depression, as they opened on Squirrel Street.

According to the movie, a large number of Nolan residents have recently visited Squirrel Street, which has also made the number of customers who visit Kuroki Wine Glass a little more every day.

But it's only limited to one point, no matter how good a human drunkard is, it can't compare to a dwarf who has just turned ten!

In the middle of the night, the black wood wine glasses were even more depressed, and a few drunken drunks were scattered on the table, unconscious, and an old lady with a rag in front of the bar was shouting at a young man.

"Home! You're fooling around there again today! If you can't see anyone in the daytime, you don't want your salary! ”

"Lady Elena... I... Went to the competition. The young man said this, but his eyes and cheeks were full of bruises, and from any point he looked like he had just participated in a fight.

"Competitions? Talking nonsense with those stupid orcs underground? If you want to hear it, I'll be able to tell you it right now! ”

The tavern owner was about to tear her duck-like throat out and curse loudly, when a baby's cry rang out in the tavern.

The young man, known as Holm, immediately ran to the other side of the bar and found a baby girl in an open cabinet, which Guest immediately picked up.

"A kid like you who only dreams every day can't feed this guy, I think you just throw her to those orcs for lunch, maybe those orcs will give you a little money!" The tavernkeeper's voice had completely drowned out the baby's cry.

Holm ignored the tavernkeeper's caustic sneer, and he looked at the swaddling baby girl with a yellow-skinned baby girl with a protruding object on her forehead in the middle.

He kept trying to soothe her, trying to get her to stop crying.

But Holm suddenly realized that the baby girl hadn't eaten much for almost a day, and even he hadn't eaten much for almost a day.

His eyes flickered when he saw some milk mixed in the liquor that was sitting behind the tavernkeeper.

But soon a wooden cup flew to his feet, and the impact made a loud noise on the ground.

"If you want to eat, give me honest work! And that little one, I order you to throw her away at once! Just like this guy's mother. Said the tavern owner.

The baby's cry grew louder under the tavernkeeper's high-pitched voice, and had risen to the point of being annoying, and the tavernkeeper seemed to be a little unbearable.

"Get rid of that guy for me......" Before the tavernkeeper could finish his sentence, the tavern door was pushed open.

If it was a normal guest, the tavern owner would have continued to shout at her throat without hesitation, but she saw a magic guide car at the door!

Since the Universal Exposition, the magic guide car has been a symbol of the upper echelons, and only the great nobles and extremely wealthy merchants can afford to buy this magical magic guide machine.

She immediately realized that it was someone who had come to the tavern, and in her surprise, the bitter expression on her face disappeared without a trace, and her face suddenly became full of smiles, making people wonder if the muscles on her face were similar to slimes.

"Excuse me... Do you have anything you need? ”

She cautiously asked about the group of people who walked into the tavern, there were three of them, and the leader seemed to be a businessman, a middle-aged man, slightly chubby... There is a special charm in appearance and temperament.

The tavern owner felt that the man in front of him was very familiar, and he had seen it somewhere, but he just couldn't remember it.

Before she could enter the memory, the other party began to introduce her identity.

"Hello, I'm a businessman from the Kliya Chamber of Commerce, you can call me Kelman."

"Kelman... You... You're not that what... Someone who appears on those drawing papers? The tavernkeeper suddenly remembered that he had seen the man in front of him there.

The 'drawing paper' posted on the bulletin board on Squirrel Street was so realistic that it was almost like a real person, and she remembered seeing the person in front of her on a piece of paper called "This Demon Is Not Too Cold".

"You must have been mistaken."

As an actor, Sir Brenthorn is of course not red and heart-pounding when he talks about panic, but this time he did not come here as a theater owner, but as a businessman.

"I'm here to buy your tavern, ma'am." Sir White Thorn glanced at the tavern's surroundings, then at the tavernkeeper, and then said to her.

"Acquire the Tavern?!"

Hearing this, the tavern owner suddenly became vigilant, this tavern is her family, although the recent business is so bad that it makes people desperate, so that she does have the idea of selling the tavern, but she will not sell her family money cheaply.

"Five thousand gold coins."

An old woman standing behind Sir Bravitex said suddenly.

"We're willing to pay five thousand gold for your tavern."

Hearing this number, the tavernkeeper's heart suddenly jumped, so many gold coins could already be regarded as her turnover for nearly two years, and this premise was that the damn 'Hearthstone Tavern' was not opened.

With the current state of depression, she may not be able to make that much money in five or even ten years just by selling ale wine that is only a few copper coins.

"This is Squirrel Street, don't you know that more and more people are coming to Squirrel Street lately?!" The owner of the tavern was a little tempted, but she didn't want to give up the tavern so simply.

The old woman behind Sir Bradhorn was about to speak, but was interrupted by the cry of a baby.

This completely angered the tavernkeeper, who was talking about a big deal and the little guy could ruin it, just as the tavernkeeper was about to yell for the two to get out.

Another young man who followed behind Sir Bravitex walked over in surprise, and Sir Bravit made a quiet gesture to the tavernkeeper.

"Please be more tolerant of those children."

The old woman beside Sir White Vitex said.

"I won't mind, let's move on to the value of this tavern."