Autumn in Atlanta is an eventful season.

This time of year is the time of year when the orcs go south.

Therefore, after the autumn harvest, people will inevitably have some anxiety and panic. In such a situation, there are inevitably many more regulars in the streets and alleys, and in the taverns. In the midst of their drunkenness, they can't help but express some of their own opinions on the current situation.

This year was different, and among the gossip and gossip, there was one piece that stood out.

It was a crisp autumn day. In a tavern on the east side of Ping'an City, there were many people gathered. This is a humble tavern, and compared to the tall restaurants and various red mills in the southern part of Heian Castle, this is undoubtedly the most frequented place by peddlers and fishermen. Of course, there is the most news here, and it is also the most complicated.

The inside of the tavern is also very basic. A bar, a few wooden tables and chairs, and a few warblers dressed up in flowers and branches make up the whole of this tavern.

At this moment, a strong man by the window, dressed in sackcloth, with a simple cloth belt around his waist, revealing his dark chest, sighed there.

"Hey, it's a time of war at this time of year. I don't know when this day will be the end!"

It seems that this is a former resident of Heian Castle and a frequent visitor to the tavern.

One of the buildings behind him scoffed.

"What kind of heart do you have? Do the orcs have the courage to come?"

Usually outside of work, there are only a few people who can spend time in the tavern, and they know each other very well, sometimes making innocuous jokes, and more often than not, they are filled with too much cat urine, and they inevitably fight, but the next day they meet in the tavern, and they start to get together again.

The answer to the strong man was a lean man, who should have been a small trader who roamed the streets and alleys all year round, driving a carriage to sell some small things and daily necessities. This can be seen in the fact that he is wearing several cheap silver rings in his hands.

"Hey, have you heard? I've got the latest news here. ”

After a few glasses of gin, the thin man opened the conversation and said mysteriously.

"What's the news, if it's really good news, I'll give you this cup. ”

The strong man turned around and bumped into the thin man.

"Don't you know? I heard that gold was found in Toulon, and someone dug up gold!"

Seeing that the success had attracted everyone's attention, the thin man proudly publicized the news he had gotten, and even deliberately lowered his voice in order to achieve better results.

But how big is this tavern? Suddenly, all the hands of all the people stopped in mid-air, and their ears were pricked up, and only the sound of heavy gasps could be heard.

Wealth is impressive!Not to mention a gold mine!?

The strong man was obviously an anxious man, and he couldn't hold it back at first. I saw him slam the table and shout.

"Bartender, two gins!"

When the frothy, orange gin was delivered, the strong man turned around with a sneer and went to the table with the thin man, and pushed the wine glass over.

"Hey, man! Tell me about this gold mine! Is this true? If so, why do I work so hard to fish, and I don't even have money for a few glasses of wine all year round? Just dig a few hoes, and I will have everything?"

The thin man was very satisfied, and poured down a glass of wine, and burped.

"Of course it's true! When did I tell a lie? Let me tell you, someone has dug it with his own hands, and it is said that he has made a fortune, and the dog's head gold dug up is so big. ”

The thin man leaned in front of the strong man and gestured with his hand to a shape the size of a pumpkin.

Everyone's eyes were red, and Harazi was about to flow like a river.

At this moment, the curtain of the tavern was suddenly opened, and a figure mixed with an autumn wind blew in, which made people shiver.

Dressed in a gorgeous dress and a top hat, he entered the door, hung the new top hat on the wall, looked around, and said aloud.

"Good day, everyone! Old friends are here! Everyone, feel free, I'm invited today!"

But he walked straight to the bar, sat on the swivel chair, and slammed the bar.

"Bring me a bottle of Jian Nanchun, the top-of-the-line kind!"

Sizzle~~~

This style immediately made everyone awe-inspired.

Jian Nanchun, that's a palace tribute wine, ordinary people can never afford to drink it! Not to mention this tavern!

The bartender was also amused, laughing and scolding.

"Huaien! You've made a fortune! This Jian Nanchun, but your year's salary is not enough for such a bottle!"

The visitor was stunned, untied the money bag on his waist, threw it at the bar, and the golden gold coins rolled out, and a nouveau riche breath rushed towards him.

"Hey, I'm going to have to drink this today, I'm afraid you don't!"

The bartender smiled and took the gold coin into his arms and said.

"What a coincidence. I do have a bottle here, or a few years of stock in the cellar, so you're in luck!"

After the bartender finished speaking, he walked out of the bar and walked towards the back, thinking that he was going to get a drink.

And then everyone saw clearly that the person who came was everyone's acquaintance, and Huai'en, who used to work together in the ironworks, came. Someone invited a treat, naturally rejoicing, and everyone hurriedly gathered around and looked Huaien up and down.

"Hey, buddy, I haven't seen you for a long time, where did you make your fortune?

Wynne looked proud, but his tone was tight. But I saw the bartender take a bottle of hardcover liquor, open the bottle, a strong fragrance spread, Ying Ying poured a small glass wine glass, it was like a clear spring, cold and moving.

Wynne took a deep sniff and raised his glass to the crowd.

"Friends, I invite you to have fun today. My Wynne recently moved to a manor in Southtown. You're free to visit my manor!"

This is clearly to show off!

Southtown, and Manor!?

Everyone couldn't help but be moved. It seems that this Wynne has indeed made a fortune.

It's just that he won't say a word about what kind of wealth he is.

was robbed of the limelight, and the thin man just now was dissatisfied and began to mumble quietly.

"Gone **** luck!What's the big deal, isn't it just digging gold?"

The sound is small, but it is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue in this tavern.

"Really!?The person you just said is Wynne!?"

The strong man's face was horrified.

If everyone was still skeptical about this news just now, then now there is a ready-made example in front of you, and it would be foolish not to believe it.

As soon as this word came out, the entire tavern suddenly boiled. Everyone stepped forward together, hugged Wynne, and gossiped.

"Wynne, you are too few friends, and you have to hide such an opportunity to make a fortune from everyone!"

"Wynne, are you still digging for gold? Take me with you, we're all old friends!"

"Wynne, where did you dig it, I heard it was in Toulon, is it true!?"

.........

In a situation like this, not only in the taverns of the border cities, but even in Atlanta, such scenes are played out anytime and anywhere.

A wave of gold discoveries spread across the continent with the cold autumn winds. (To be continued.) )