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Walking on the street that is not spacious, Fang Ruitao is in a good mood, he has been drilling in the forest for so many days, and it feels very good to suddenly return to human society. www.biquge.info The street is more prosperous, with a variety of shops and stalls, and the noise is endless, which is all the prosperity created by the Warcraft Forest that attracts a large number of mercenaries, so any bad thing has its good side.

Although the inhabitants here are in danger because of the Warcraft riot in the Warcraft Forest, they are also rich because of the large number of outsiders attracted by this convenient condition. Not far away, Fang Ruitao saw a sign hanging in front of a leather store, which said to buy all Warcraft leather goods at a preferential price.

Such shops abound in the city, and they specialize in buying surplus supplies from mercenaries and adventurers. In the mission, it is impossible for the mercenaries to only destroy the mission target, and the various things harvested by the other destroyed monsters will naturally not be handed over, and the monsters hunted by adventurers will not be handed over, and these things will become the objects of acquisition by the merchants. Monster skins were useless in the hands of mercenaries, and merchants bought them and processed them into various skins, which could be sold for high prices when they were transferred to the mainland.

Not only leather goods, but also other valuable things on Warcraft such as animal bones and crystal nuclei have been purchased by merchants, and even Warcraft meat is a delicacy in luxury hotels in the mainland. The demand for these things is very large, and the value in the mainland is not low, at this time, what Fang Ruitao wants to sell is the fire wolf skin on his body. The fire wolf is just a very low-level demonic beast, and the price is naturally not too high, Fang Ruijun, who walked out of the leather goods store, only held two silver coins in his hand, with a helpless wry smile on his face.

Fang Ruitao knew the currency system of this world before, and this time he knew the actual purchasing power of coins, and now the two silver coins in his hand are estimated to be only enough for him and Jian Zhongyi for a few days of food and lodging.

"Alas, isn't a penny a hero, let's fill my stomach first. Fang Ruitao, who had never worried about money before, sighed, and finally decided to fill his stomach first, and then said, if he really can't sell some things on the ice python, he is unwilling to sell it unless he has to.

Seeing Fang Ruitao weighing the silver coins in his hand and worrying, Jian Zhongyi had a helpless expression on his face, he had lived in the village for half his life, except for going to the tavern in the village to satisfy his hunger during the New Year's holidays, he had used money at all. When he went to the tavern, he and his brothers only had two or three copper coins each, and drank a bowl of inferior local wine, when had they ever seen silver coins, and at this time, Fang Ruitao was holding two silver coins and actually felt too poor.

The tavern that Chen Guang mentioned covers a very large area, but the environment inside is quite messy. The wooden floor was soft and soft when stepped on, as if it were about to collapse at any moment, and on the tables and chairs scattered everywhere, all kinds of mercenaries and adventurers were chatting and pouring low-quality ale.

Behind the counter facing the door, a stocky middle-aged man was intently wiping his glass, as if everything here had nothing to do with him, and only when the mercenary needed wine did he throw the whole bottle or a glass full of wine on the table, and not a single drop of the wine would be spilled. This unique skill alone shocked Fang Ruitao, and he was sure that this tavern owner was definitely not simple.

"Two servings. When he came to the counter with Jian Zhongyi, Fang Ruitao said to the boss.

"If you want to eat something, order it yourself. Saying that, the boss pointed to a greasy paper on the wall behind him, and Fang Ruitao saw clearly that the dirty paper was the menu. Looking at the simple dishes on it, Fang Ruitao secretly sighed that this still needs to be ordered, and there is not much to eat at all.

"Two stewed potatoes, two pounds of buns, and two glasses of ale. Fang Ruitao watched for a long time, and finally ordered thirty-five copper coins to eat.

"Okay, you can find a table, sit down and wait, and I'll send it to you. The tavern keeper said.

"Send it, throw it over, don't spill it. Fang Ruitao said slightly teasingly.

"You're new here. The mercenary at the next table laughed and said, "Daddy Bug was the number one flying swordsman in the mercenary world back then, will he miss?" said the mercenary, and the other mercenaries laughed as if they had heard something very funny.

Fang Ruitao was stunned for a long time before he understood that the other party was talking about flying knives, but there was no weapon like a knife in this world, so they called him a flying swordsman, thinking that the flying knife that Gu Xinlan once used was also a miniature sword, but Fang Ruitao didn't think so, he was still willing to call it a flying knifeman.

Glancing at the boss, he secretly said in his heart that this Bug Daddy is really not a mediocre hand, Fang Ruitao smiled at the other party, beckoned Jian Zhongyi and walked straight to a table and sat down, and muttered: "Is Bug Daddy very powerful? It doesn't look like it, but the name of the number one flying swordsman in the mercenary world sounds very big." ”

As if he hadn't heard the mercenary, Daddy Bug went into the kitchen without even raising his head. After a while, two glasses of ale wine, two large plates of stewed potatoes with soup and a basket of round bread flew steadily to Fang Ruitao's table, and there was not even any collision between several utensils.

Daddy Buge's hand surprised Fang Ruitao, and he secretly felt that this tavern owner's flying knife technique should be even better than Gu Xinlan's. The knife technique is indeed quite good, but the taste of this dish is debatable, although the stewed potatoes with only salt are full of heat and the potatoes are very soft, but the taste is much worse.

The flour of the buns was not well ground and rather coarse, and the ale tasted only unsatisfactory, and in his experience, it did not even have the alcohol content of beer. In general, this meal can only be full, and it is far worse in terms of taste.

Different from Fang Ruitao's pickiness about food, Jian Zhongyi, who grew up in the countryside, tastes good at everything, as soon as the food is on the table, he begins to work hard, Xili snoring and eating his share of food, if it weren't for Fang Ruitao eating the same inferior food, he still thought how delicious these things were, especially the expression of enjoyment when he drank ale, which made Fang Ruitao feel a little embarrassed to eat at the same table with him.

"I said Zhongyi, can you eat more gently, eat slowly, and no one will rob you. And don't show that bad face when drinking, it's okay, it will make me very embarrassed. ”

"Young master, these foods are not bad, we have eaten barbecue in the forest for so long, I am almost sick to my stomach, and it feels very good to eat some potato bread. As for this ale wine, young master, I haven't drunk such a good wine, it's much better than the local wine in the countryside, don't you think?" On December 19th, the 14th district of Xianxia Road was opened, and the game level reached level 50 and 11200 grains were automatically arrived

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