At dusk, the remnant sun shone on the stone-paved road, and the people who had been busy all day packed up their things and prepared to go home to enjoy the food and hot soup prepared at home, and there were also some adventurers who had just returned from outside, three or five hooked their shoulders, while cursing the arrogant attitude of the temple guards at the city gate, and invited each other where to go at night, and in front of the intricate bungalows, the plainly dressed women put their things into the house, so as not to be affected by the damp sea breeze at night, and some put their hands to their mouths, Make a trumpet to call the children who are playing outside to come home.

The house dogs wandering around were idle and bored, and suddenly pounced on the flock of chickens ready to return home, and several old hens were frightened to scurry around, chicken feathers flying, and they did not forget to leave a bubble of chicken feces on the ground when they ran, causing a burst of scolding from passers-by and their owners.

Outside the door of the vanilla tavern, the group of robbers led by the bald head were tied up by thick hemp rope and hung on the shelf in the open space in front of the tavern, and the only sober bald head kept shouting that there was a witch in the tavern, but most of the passers-by looked at the bald head and his little brother with the eyes of a fool, and stopped to watch, pointing and pointing, and did not forget to turn their eyes to the empty door of the tavern, many people knew that this deserted tavern belonged to a famous bard, But I can't think of what kind of means such a helpless bard used to deal with a group of robbers.

In this city, there are robberies, thefts, extortion and killings hidden in the corners every day, even if there are ordinary guards and temple guards of the Eternal Fire Sect in the city, but they basically don't care too much about the various evil deeds that happen in the city, and only care about their own acres and threes of land, after all, most of these things have something to do with the four major gangs, as long as the matter is not too big.

In the tavern, the dwarf Drotan didn't really do it after all, but as a partner who cooperated with Dandrion to run the tavern at the beginning, he was a little unhappy with Dandrion's sudden sale of the tavern, but the so-called cooperation, he only made so much effort, during the period when Dandrion was unintentionally operating, he spent most of his time looking for odd jobs outside, and in the end he complained.

The vanilla tavern is not small, and has three floors, the first floor is a spacious tavern, the second floor has some rooms that can provide accommodation services, and the top floor is a large empty room, which has not been planned for the time being, and has been stacked with some miscellaneous items and a bed, except for a very small time when Dandrion is used as a resting place, and now there are some rats nesting on it.

When he received the deed from Dandrien, Zhang Lin learned in the system prompt that within the scope of the tavern, he could transform the style of the tavern as he did in the Overworld, so since he took over this tavern, he couldn't let this tavern continue to be abandoned, and the interior had to be renovated before it opened.

"If you need to find a renovation worker, I ......" Zhuoertan once joined a small workshop composed of dwarves when he was working in the city, and he was very skilled in carpentry, and when he heard Zhang Lin and them discussing the renovation of the tavern, he wanted to introduce this small team, but before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Lin conjure up a strange small metal table out of nowhere.

Then, under the uncalm gaze of Zrotan and Dandrien, the tables and stools that had been damaged and intact in the fight all disappeared, and the next moment they became uniform, like white jade carvings, and replaced their original positions.

The dusty wooden floor was instantly cleaned and renewed, and the old wooden planks turned into a dark brown, flat floor with obvious wood grain, the rough earthy yellow wall was like a layer of white paper, smooth and bright, obsidian-like long bar was placed opposite the main entrance, and an empty wine cabinet appeared behind the bar, next to the wine cabinet was a refrigerator more than one person high and a red vending machine, and on the side wall hung an electronic clock with a faint blue light and an electronic screen embedded in the wall, The upstairs, which cannot be seen, have also been redecorated.

A few more beautiful chandeliers on the ceiling bring a soft glow to the tavern that has become a little dim in the twilight.

Zhang Lin chose a modern style of transformation, in such a magical world similar to the Western Middle Ages, this style is obviously too exaggerated, Dandrien, who has always felt that he is well-informed, does not care about the image he has always maintained, and looks around the tavern, from time to time to let out a burst of amazement like seeing a work of art, almost improvising poetry.

And as Zhang Lin placed the drinks from another world on the wine cabinet through the vending machine and refrigerator, compared to the changes in the tavern, Zhuoertan, who had seen Zhang Lin's magic, was more looking forward to what the wine he made tasted like.

Zortan walked over to the bar that was a block taller than him, and propped his hands on the telescopic stool that was fixed to the ground, and the stool shrank down with so much force that he almost didn't roll off it.

Seeing that Zhang Lin placed a bottle on the bar counter glowed with blue light, and there was a hint of cold air on it, like a bottle of a small table lamp, Zhuoertan curiously reached out to touch it, and was afraid that this thing was a magic item, so he didn't dare to touch it easily, and when he hesitated, he saw that Xili suddenly reached out and took away the bottle of drink in front of him, and he didn't need a screwdriver to skillfully push the bottle cap away with his fingers, and took a big sip as soon as he raised his head, and then let out a comfortable breathing sound.

"Hey, Ciri, this thing comes out with a bottle a day, and I want to put it on as a sign." The unique glow of the limited-edition Nuka-Cola looks particularly attractive, and it can barely be used as a work of art on the bar, and it seems that because of the system, the drinks that come out of the vending machine are much better than those produced in the wasteland, so after trying them a few times, Ciri quickly liked them.

"It's okay, there's still tomorrow, isn't it?"

Zhang Lin shook his head helplessly, turned his head to look at a list that appeared on the inside of the bar, and a set of shakers that automatically came out next to him, of course he didn't know how to mix drinks, but according to the content described on the list, as long as the drinks and drinks were poured into the shaker, and then shook them thoughtlessly, and then a cocktail came out, which looked very exquisite.

Soon Zhuoertan was attracted by a fiery red cocktail that Zhang Lin casually tried to make, "Can I try it?" ”

"Yes." Zhang Lin didn't look up, but continued to study what kind of cocktail he could make, "But it's easy to get drunk." ”

"Dwarves don't get drunk that easily." Seeing that Zhang Lin agreed, Zhuoertan took the wine glass and drank it all, and the reaction corresponding to the fiery red was that he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his throat, and then his whole body seemed to be bursting with heat, his face turned red all at once, and the whole person was a little shaky, obviously what Zhang Lin said about being easy to get drunk was not casually said.

After a while, under Zhang Lin's encouragement, a row of cocktails of different colors was placed on the bar, which looked like a rainbow.

After looking around, Dandrion also came to the bar, apparently these things also attracted his attention, looked at the state of Zultan, after a moment's hesitation, he tried to drink a blue cocktail, but as soon as he ate it, his whole body seemed to be frozen into a popsicle, but he seemed very energetic, his teeth chattered and he wanted to improvise poetry, but unfortunately no one could hear what was being read in his muffled voice.

"I'm going to drink it too!" Alice threw herself on the stool and stretched out her hand to grab a glass of wine on the bar table, but Zhang Lin stuffed a bottle of milk into her hand without thinking, "Children can't drink." ”

The remaining cups were quickly divided by the rest of the beauties, and the feeling they had after drinking was that, in addition to the special taste, each color corresponded to different special effects, giving people the feeling of being tall.

In this way, with the addition of those ordinary drinks, it seems that a tavern needs from low-end to high-end wines.

Gently pouring a freshly mixed pale green cocktail into his mouth, Zhang Lin suddenly felt that someone had turned on the electric fan in front of him, and the wind power was five gears......