There is an inconspicuous bar at the end of the alley. This bar is only open to the public at night and will close before dawn. The owner of the bar is a winemaker, but when he gets older, he uses his savings to open a very small bar in the most inconspicuous position on the street. The barley wine here tastes very mellow. Eating it with barbecue and tree rice cakes can taste a flavor different from that of the imperial capital.

In the Green Empire, many taverns are underground intelligence exchanges, where adventurers, thieves and some mercenaries gather. Therefore, there are all kinds of news here, many are real, and many are fake. Many people come to the tavern, not only to drink a glass, eat a plate of barbecue, but also to find out some interesting news. But this tavern is different. It seems more deserted, and there are no adventurers, and there are no thieves who always like to take care of them. Therefore, there is no intelligence business here, no dancers with a strong figure, and no limited-sale magic potions circulated in the black market. Most of the drinkers here just want to taste the barley wine here. Over time, this place becomes a small tavern that only does business with regular customers.

The dim bar was filled with the smell of alcohol and barbecue. The owner of the tavern with a beer belly added a few pieces of pine to the fireplace, took out a beer glass filled with white foam, sat opposite the scholar of Yekis with a red face, gently bumped into him, took a big sip of barley wine, and then turned drunk and turned to the beautiful woman with a charm in the bar. He shouted: "Eve, fill up Jekis' wine, this guy hasn't been here for a while."

Yekis squinted his eyes and said to the tavern owner with some excitement: "I'm taking two smoked fish from Weiyang Lake to serve us wine. This season is exactly the season for sturgeon to lay eggs. Is there any pickled caviar? If you get some cheese and freshly baked white bread, it would be even more wonderful."

The owner of the tavern opened his mouth wide and looked at the Scholar of Yekis in disbelief, reconfirmed the expensive menu he ordered. For this tavern, the dishes ordered by the Scholar of Yekis are the top dishes that the tavern currently has, and of course the price is much more expensive than those barbecue or something.

After confirming that Yekis was not joking, the tavern owner exhaled and asked with a smile: "Hey, old man, it seems that there must be something happy about it. It's your new assistant?"

The Yekis scholar took a big sip of barley wine and then said, "Yes, Jijia is my new assistant. There has been new progress in my magic pattern research. Of course, I have to celebrate it well."

"That's a great thing, you have to drink two more drinks," said the tavern owner, smiling and then put his big, thick hand on my shoulder, and then the alcoholic mouth came to my ear and said, "I haven't seen anyone this guy, Yekis, have you been the lucky one of these assistants."

Without waiting for me to give any answer, the tavern owner staggered and left with a beer glass.

Yekis was really happy tonight. We tried to make three pairs of Wind Wolf leather boots in a row and finally successfully made two pairs of leather boots.

The first pair of magic pattern magic arrays did not control the lines. Although the boots could barely be called a magic pattern shoe, the bearing capacity and attribute requirements exceeded Yekis' requirements.

The second pair of leather boots also failed because the upper part of the Wind Wolf leather boots was secretly damaged. When my magic pen guided the magic pattern line to the place where the dark wounds were, the smooth movement of the pen suddenly paused. The magic power condensed on the tip of the pen was directly dispersed at this moment, causing the entire magic pattern to have a very obvious breakpoint. Although I wanted to repair it as much as possible, at the end of the pen, the magic array was still not successfully sealed on the boots. Seeing the magic pattern lines drawn from the magic ink dissipated little by little, it only left mottled marks on the surface of the boots, and the entire Wind Wolf leather boots were completely destroyed.

Because I failed twice in a row, I was even more careful when making the third pair of leather boots. This time it looked very smooth and the drawing process was very smooth. Finally, the Yekis Scholar put the Wind Wolf leather boots on the tester with his own hands. Then we looked at the liquid in the crystal groove with surprise. I knew that the boots had been successfully made, and the breath he held in his heart could finally be easily spit out.

Looking at the scholar of Jekis, the bright red color reflected in Jekis' eyes, and the pupils of his dirty and blood-stained eyes reflected my stupid smile.

Yekis took a sip of slightly bitter barley wine, then smacked his lips and said, "The boss here is also a stubborn person. He is only willing to sell ale in the tavern. If there are some cider, wine, tequila, chestnut wine and so on in the tavern, the business here will probably be better."

After listening to Yekis' suggestion, the tavern owner hummed disapprovingly and said, "It's too complicated. Various alcohol channels require me to clear them a little bit. It's too troublesome. I don't want these trivial matters to mess up my life in the second half of my life."

"Life is also very good now. I can't be richer in this tavern. As long as I can keep it like this, I'm very content for me." The tavern owner put his huge beer belly on the bar counter, and suddenly hugged her and walked out of the kitchen with a large plate of smoked fish. She screamed and fell into the arms of the bar owner. The bar owner squeaked on her beautiful face and kissed her loudly.

There were hilarious laughter from all around the tavern, and the tavern owner was punched twice in the chest by the woman named Eve.

"It is best to eat smoked fish with a little cider. After all, the ale is still a little lighter and cannot suppress the last fishy smell of smoked fish. Ale is more suitable for eating with barbecue." Eve's voice was a little rustling, but the taste when speaking made me feel that she is the killer of the older men. Her charm and charm always have a bit of teasing inadvertently between the waves of her eyes.

The woman named Eve was erecting her chest high and twisting her waist. When she walked, she could feel the tender flesh under the thin fabric trembling, like a wheat wave. She held a square fish plate with one hand, and could smell the strong fragrance of pine wood smoke from afar. In the other hand, she exaggeratedly held two goblets and a small bottle of golden cider. In front of the table, she bent down and pressed her chest down very low, skillfully poured the golden wine from the bottle into the cup, showed a charming smile at Yekis, turned around and walked back to the bar.

Yekis was in a very high mood tonight. He had just drunk a little ale and was already in a slightly drunk state. At this time, he saw a glass of golden cider full of nostalgia, and felt a little melancholy.

He pinched the goblet, looked at the wine in the cup carefully, and then said, "It turned out to be two glasses of golden cider. It really makes me miss those days in El City. In that city, everyone is a first-class wine taster. Their love for golden cider has passed everything on the dining table. Even on the breakfast table, there will be a bottle of open golden cider!"

Yekis' description is really appropriate. He heard what he said, which reminded me of Ryante. He just likes to have a drink at breakfast!

When the tavern owner heard Yekis say this, he realized that this magician with extraordinary status was a magic nobleman who came to Els City in the northern part of the north. He said with emotion: "Is Els City? That's a good place, and the best quality golden ciders are all there. Unfortunately, in recent years, the barbarians have been making a fuss in the northern border. The best wine production has declined year by year. The supply channel of golden cider is tightly held in the hands of those businesses. It is definitely not an easy task to buy a barrel of good wine of the year. Alas, the golden cider that has not been hidden in the cellar is sour. If I let me drink those sour wine, it would be better to drink some homemade barley wine casually, which is even more refreshing!"

Then Eve brought a plate of bread slices with a light steam and a small can of golden, soft and round sturgeon eggs, each about the size of a soybean. She reached out to pick up a spoon, spread some butter on a piece of white bread, and evenly spread a spoonful of sturgeon eggs on the butter. Then she pinched the white bread slices with one hand and pinched them up on both sides. She demonstrated for us, stuffed them into her mouth with a big mouth, and then closed her eyes very enjoyable and chewed them slowly. The happiness in that moment made her hum gently.

"Eating this way can make you taste the umami taste of these roe!" Eve said with a smile, nodded slightly to Yekis, and left.

The scholar Yekis seemed to have no mind at all, but nodded with satisfaction, took out a gold coin from his pocket and stuffed it into Eve's hand. I was stunned by the fact that such a simple meal would require gold coins to be settled. For the civilians of the Green Empire, such a gold coin was at least two or three months' salary, and it was eaten by the two of us in one meal.

On the contrary, the bar owner leaning on a pine pillar was a little moved and said with a wine glass: "These are the top sturgeon eggs laid by sturgeons in Weiyang Lake. The sturgeon roe in Weiyang Lake has gradually become a luxury food that we ordinary people cannot afford. Emperor Charles has not made any great achievements in recent years, and there seems to be no new planes in recent years have been included in the territory of our empire, which has gradually become so tense. I hope there will be some new improvement this year!"

The smoked fish tasted very strong and a little salty. After a few bites, Yekis and I had to drink a little light golden cider to lighten the saltiness in our mouths. It was really delicious to eat it like this, so when we tasted the sturgeon roe, there was not much golden cider left in the cup.

I tried to stuff the whole bread slices and roe into my mouth according to Mrs. Eve's way of eating. The fresh feeling suddenly filled my mouth. The smooth and soft fresh roe slid on the tip of my tongue, and then it was squeezed and exploded one by one in the mouth. The fresh smell filled my mouth. The slight fishy smell was absorbed by the white bread slices. With the smoothness of butter, the deliciousness in the mouth poured into my throat uncontrollably. I suddenly felt that people in the imperial capital could eat it much more than those in El City, the northern city, and knew better how to taste the deliciousness.

Yekis poured the last bit of golden cider in the cup into his mouth, then raised his hand to signal Mrs. Eve: "Supply us another bottle of this golden cider. Any food in the tavern is a dish. This dish tastes really good!"

But at this time, Mrs. Eve, who was standing in the bar, shrugged her shoulders, then spread her hands and showed a embarrassed look. The owner of the tavern also smiled helplessly and said to the scholar Jekis: "Otherwise, I will add you another glass of the best amaret bar, and you drank the last bottle of golden cider I treasured. If you didn't order the most expensive sturgeon and roe meal today, I would really be reluctant to take out the last bottle of golden cider for you to drink!"

Yekis was stunned for a moment and tried to ask again: "It's really gone? Old man, aren't you kidding?"

After getting the tavern owner confirmed again, Yekis's face immediately collapsed. He put the white bread slices of the roe on the plate in a very frustrated manner, and said with a bitter face: "Without golden cider, how can such a sturgeon roe be eaten with white bread, how can you have the most unique flavor? It's a disappointing night!"

I opened my mouth slightly and looked at the somewhat awkward tavern owner and the frustrated scholar of Yekis. I was not sure if this tavern was about the drinkers bringing wine in from outside. I think I wouldn't be too happy, but there is no golden cider. In this case, I took out a bottle of golden cider from my magical waist bag, which shouldn't make the tavern owner angry!

So I, sitting on the chair, said to the tavern owner carefully: "Do you mind if we drink our own wine?"

The tavern owner widened his eyes and looked over. Obviously his face was not very good-looking. I took out a glass bottle with a thin neck and round belly from my magic bag, and shook the golden liquid inside at the bar owner. With the dim light, the wine in the bottle had a round luster, just like a bottle of liquid gold treated by an alchemist.

"This wine...Yekis said just now that you came from El City?" The bar owner strode to our table and sat on the wooden backrest chair beside him. The sturdy chair made a miserable moan, trembling slightly, and still endured the excessive heavy body of the tavern owner. The tavern owner stared at the golden cider in my water bottle with obsession, muttering to himself: "This is the color that only golden cider can have for at least ten years. This thing is so amazing. I really don't understand why it has to be used to precipitate its sourness. It is exactly the opposite of ale. The fresher the ale, the better it tastes, but it is old and tastes."

"The rumors are really true! Every northerner likes golden cider." The owner of the tavern rubbed his hands crampedly, and each finger was as thick as a water radish. He was a little hesitant, as if he had something to say, but it seemed difficult to speak.

At this time, the scholar Yekis couldn't wait to wait for the delicious food placed beside his mouth. He couldn't wait to take the bottle of golden cider from my hand, opened the cork with a smile, poured himself a glass of it, picked up the slice of bread on the plate and took a big mouthful of sweetness, and then took another sip of golden cider. The rich and sweet aroma of wine suddenly dissipated. At this time, Yekis' expression was even more wonderful. While swallowing the food hard, he pointed to the wine in the bottle and said to me: "Gijia, your bottle of wine is much better than the bottle just now..."

After hearing this, the pub owner, who had heard this, had the painful expression on his face, as if someone had taken away his beloved thing. He hesitated and in great confusion, and said to the scholar of Yekis: "Yekis, look, you must not finish drinking such a large bottle of golden cider. If you don't mind, can you half of this bottle of high-quality golden cider?"
Chapter completed!