Clouen is not a good thing, always fooling Memila's father, who has a very poor family background, is a drunkard, and often pulls his hands and feet on Memi, he used to be ignorant when he was young, and when he was ten years old, after knowing a little about men and women, Memila gritted his teeth with hatred for Crawn.

His son Miller is not a good thing, father and son are just as lustful, they have no ability to do anything, and spend their days in Evra City idle, trying in vain to marry Memira.

Memira will live with this kind of man for the rest of her life unless she is stupid.

Watching Cloune carry his father out of the tavern, Memira snorted at the hypocritical beard, and then sighed, there were five glasses of ale on the table that had been drunk by the two of them, seven copper coins in a glass, and thirty-five copper coins were about two days' wages and tips for Memila.

The mood was a little uncomfortable, but Memira still hid this sadness in the bottom of her heart and began to clean up the table. It's her job.

The noodle bowl at home was empty, and the drunken father could not count on it, and Memira had to think about what she would eat for the next three days, because she would not be paid until three days, and after removing her father's wine debt, her family would only eat black bread the next month.

These three days are difficult days, the shrewd tavern owner does not pay his staff a day in advance, and if she does not want to starve to death, Memila needs to serve every customer with all her heart, in the hope of a tip.

If she didn't even have a tip, Memila would have to ask the fat man in the back kitchen of the tavern who was disgusting her, because the tavern always had some leftovers, which were usually collected and fed to the pigs. If it's leftovers for the day, it won't spoil, and Memira can take it back, and it will be dinner for her and her daddy.

The premise is that the fat man agrees, and no one reports to the boss.

For the sisters who work with her, Memira can be trusted, the only thing is that the fat chef is a little difficult, and the fat chef has the common problem of all men, that is, lust.

The older she grows, the more Memira becomes convinced that lust is the essence of a man, as is the case with all the men she comes in contact with.

Still thinking about how to beg the fat man to give her a little food, Memira didn't notice a group of uninvited guests outside the door.

"Memila, looking for you. The sister's soft voice at the counter came, and it was full of voices

timidity and fear.

This group of people at the door is not easy to mess with.

There are six big men in total, and these six big men don't dare to block the door, not to mention how hard the backstage of this tavern owner is, just the adventurers that may exist in the tavern are not something that the six ordinary people can provoke.

They came to find Memila.

"Memila, isn't it time to pay interest on the money you owe this month?" The leader is a man with a scar on his face, and his scar is said to have been left by fighting with other underground gangs on this street, which is a clear proof of his 'bravery'.

"Isn't the interest normally repaid in four days, and as soon as my salary is paid, it will be paid to you immediately. Walking out of the tavern, Memira whispered.

The money her family owes is not caused by her father's alcoholism, but the money owed by her mother when she fell ill and died.

Of course, the leader knew that the repayment date was four days later, and it was a routine practice for him to say this, and every month he would be assigned by the boss to come to the door to 'remind' all those who owed them usury.

"Can't you pay it back in advance, you pigs!"

"That's it, every time you have to pay the interest at the end of the month, so you don't have the spare money to drink and find a woman!"

"Memila, I see that you still have to follow our Wally boss, and you don't need to worry about paying the interest if you have the boss to support you. ”

“......”

The people who say these words are the younger brothers of the big men, and every time they come to collect money, these scum will make a speech to humiliate the debtor, so they don't have the quality of pity and cherishing jade.

The leader of the big man pressed his hand and signaled not to argue, he is twenty-eight years old this year, and he has been fighting in the underground underworld of Evra City for more than ten years, and he didn't stop until five years ago, and he started the idle job of collecting debts for the boss, and now even his son is three and a half years old, how can he look down on a yellow-haired girl like Memila.

Even if he can see it, he is not interested in taking on the debts of the Memila family, not all the underworld people are bad people, sometimes they can't help themselves, sighed silently, and the leader of the big man said to Memila in a deep voice, "Pay the interest in four days, don't forget! Two silver coins, when the time comes, I will ask Hal to come to you for you."

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"Yes, thank you, Big Brother Wally!" a tear crossed the corner of Meimila's eyes, but she still bent down to thank the strong man.

Shaking his head, instead of standing at the door of the tavern to get in the way of business, Wally took his five younger brothers and walked towards the next family.

Memila was very bitter in her heart, if it was only her father's alcoholism, she would not be like this, at least she could make ends meet without starving to death for her and her father, but the debt owed by the family was a big problem.

Even if Memira works all her life, I'm afraid she won't be able to pay off this debt, if her father doesn't drink heavily, then there is still hope, but ......

Memila thought that after so many years of suffering, she had already learned to endure and would not cry again, but the tears in the corners of her eyes were not fake, and a faint salty smell fell into her mouth, and Memila, who came to her senses, hurriedly wiped away her tears and ran back to the store. It's her working time.

Memila's eyes were still a little red and swollen, and the sister at the counter felt uncomfortable when she saw it, "You go and entertain that guest, Vanie is here, and I will ask her to help you do the work of the waiter at the door for the time being." ”

"Thank you, Ruby. Memila's voice was choked.

Although the position of waiter in front of the door allows them to escape the smoke and harassment of the guests in the tavern, the girls who work here prefer to do the hospitality work in the tavern if they have the choice.

Because occasionally they meet particularly bold guests, they will give some tips to the waiter who entertains them, and if the wine ordered by the guest is more expensive, they can also get some commission.

Memira hopes that she will be able to entertain adventurers next, because adventurers are often generous, and even better if they are honorable summoners and knights, the last thing these people are bad is money.

If there are no adventurers, rich businessmen can do it, it's a big deal to be rubbed with oil, and in order to make a living, Memira has long looked down on everything.

It was not possible for the aristocracy to come to this tavern for a drink, although this tavern, called the Flower of the Rose, was considered a mid-to-high-end tavern in Evra.

Walking up to the customer with the menu, Memira noticed that the customer seemed to be the same one she had brought in earlier.

Then Memila's eyes lit up, because of her years of professional experience, Memila could see that Locke was not an ordinary civilian.

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