Today is really Hera's lucky day!

For the innkeeper who had made a lot of money, the merchant Rondothai inevitably felt a little jealousy in his heart, and suddenly felt that someone was touching him, but when he came back to his senses, he saw the fat innkeeper with a big belly carrying an ale barrel to the counter and stuffing the empty wine glass casually.

"Rondotai, I'm in for a treat today, drink whatever you want!"

The fat innkeeper was visibly overjoyed, and rushed into the backyard with a nimble and speed that was completely out of proportion to his size, followed by a continuous burst of shouting and swearing.

"Dundot, you bastard boy is lazy again, hurry up, there is a distinguished guest today, take out the best raw beef, sprinkle more spices, if Lao Tzu sees you lazy again, he will kick you out of the city, hear it!

Obviously, the voice of Hera, the owner of the fat inn, reprimanding the poor fellow, was also full of joy, so turning joy into roaring, such a reversal made people stammer.

"Hehe, Boss Hera is in for a treat, can I also invite the two of you to have a few drinks, the ale in this wine inn is absolutely authentic. ”

The good mood of the fat boss Hera also infected the old customer of the inn, Rondotai, who unceremoniously took out two wine glasses from behind the counter of the wine inn, washed them with a little ale first, and then filled them with two glasses of pale golden ale, and sent them to the wooden table in front of the black-haired and black-eyed young nobleman and the middle-aged man beside him, and at the same time turned back to fill his wine glasses and gestured to the two.

"Hello, my honorable lord, my name is Rondotai, and I specialize in the grain business. ”

As a businessman, I naturally understand that the act of making friends in good faith at any time may bring unexpected benefits to me in the future.

"Hello! My name is Lin Mo! This is my general, Lei Ming!"

The twin sisters were extremely thoughtful, and even prepared the plan and costumes for Lin Mo and others to disguise and inquire about information, Lin Mo pretended to be a traveling aristocratic son, and the leader of the support team, Chamberlain, served as his general.

In fact, this Thunder Sword God was originally the personal bodyguard of Duke Theron, the supreme commander of the Eastern Military Region. It is considered a true performance, and the probability of missing a horse foot is very small.

Chamberlain picked up the wine glass, put it in front of his eyes and sniffed it, nodded at Lin Mo, and then drank it happily, a rich smell of wheat and alcohol kept swimming between his mouth, the merchant was right, the quality of the wine was indeed very authentic.

Lin Mo just glanced at the ale in front of him, but he didn't have any intention of doing it, the pilot regulations. Alcohol can damage people's nerves, it is absolutely a high-voltage line that cannot be touched, once discovered, directly deprived of the qualification to get on the plane, and then he can only look up at the sky on the ground, and any alcohol has therefore become a taboo for his profession.

The two men acted in a very different way, but they had many ideas, the general was extremely professional and loyal, and the young nobleman seemed to think that drinking ale was a loss of identity.

"Lord Lin Mo. Listening to your accent doesn't seem like it's Portlandish. ”

Rondotai wondered why he was interested in coming to this remote town, where there was no other specialty except for the fluorite mines, and most of the merchants came for the fluorite ore, and only a few ventured through the Icerock Mountains and the Green Mist Forest. Merchants who travel between the two countries to trade scarce goods.

"Mr. Rondotai, you are right, I am not from Portland, but from the southern Republic of Larne, the second in line to the barony of the Senro family. ”

The Dragon Knight doesn't have the language adaptability of an extremely professional intelligence officer like the Gemini Sisters. Although this accent has become a little faint after two years of being in the Earth civilization, it is still very different from that of Portlanders.

"I see!"

Rondottai thought he had guessed part of the answer, there was only one noble title. If there are only children or more than one son, if there are several sons, then the lord of the family with the title has to make a difficult choice to choose one of them as his heir.

If the heir is kind and generous, although the other brothers can't eat meat, they can still drink soup and share the benefits of some titles, but if they meet a hard-hearted one, then the other brothers can only take a sum of money to make a living, or find their own way out of the family travels, maybe they can get ahead, have some achievements, maybe they will be forever lost.

There is only one title, and no matter what, it can't stand the family from branching out, and it will inevitably become a disaster within the family, and even cause a fight in the same room.

The young nobleman in front of him, who was only a general, may be traveling in search of his own place, which is both touching and sympathetic.

"Mr. Rondottai seems that business is not small, and it seems that you must have a superior vision to be able to find business opportunities in such a small town. ”

Behind the seemingly flattering sentence, Lin Mo quietly waited for the other party's reaction.

I was lucky enough to be able to meet a grain merchant, and he was vaguely not an ordinary grain merchant.

Rondotai was completely unaware of the innkeeper's overly enthusiastic generosity, and unexpectedly brought himself to the attention of someone who cared about it.

"Where, where, eat with a mouthful. ”

Rondotai muttered in his heart, didn't this master want to steal business with him? He hurriedly shook his head and said, "You can make a few bucks in the grain business, and you only have a hundred or ten gold coins a year at most. ”

With an extra mind, he deliberately shrunk his income to 10%, so that this young nobleman with a bold shot would be embarrassed to retreat.

In case the other party's Erlenzi temper attacks and fights against himself to hurt others, with his own little capital, I am afraid that this lucrative business will have to be sold to others on the spot, which is what he does not want to see anyway after a lot of effort to get this opportunity.

"Oh!"

Lin Mo nodded noncommittally, he already had some bottom in his heart, at least his eyes were no longer dark.

Like an acrobatic clown, Hera, the owner of the fat inn, spun out of the courtyard behind the counter with a heavy wooden plate, and quickly walked to the table where Lin Mo and the sword god Chamberlain were sitting, and began to serve the food.

"My lord, the beef and lettuce, beet soup and others you want will be fine right away. ”

"Well, Lord Rondotai, if you wish, you can share this meal with us. ”

Lin Mo pulled out the exquisitely crafted tactical survival knife from his waist and extended an invitation to the grain merchant at the same time.

In the past few days in the Ice Rock Mountains, he has relied on his own dry food and hunted some cold beasts as food, and he came to this wine inn to inquire about the news on the one hand, and to fill his belly on the other hand. (To be continued......)