It was already noon, and the high-hanging scorching sun seemed to scorch everything. The scenery further down the road became slightly distorted due to the dance of heat waves in the air.
Roland followed the path back to the mountainside. The door of the church was open. He walked in and saw Falcon treating a fat aunt. A white beam of light enveloped the woman. After a moment, the woman laughed. , shook dozens of pounds of fat and left, very heroic.
After finishing the work, Falcon saw Roland and without saying anything, he directly threw a language proficiency spell over him. Then he asked: "How much mining money did you earn?"
"Twenty-eight copper coins." Roland took out a coin from his clothes: "By the way, this should be a copper coin."
Falcon walked over with his hands behind his back and smiled at the same time: "You made more than I thought. I thought it would be good if you could earn ten copper coins at the beginning. Twenty-eight copper coins are enough for you." A few days’ worth of food expenses.”
Roland laughed and said, "Good luck. There is somewhere to eat in town. I'm a little hungry."
"Go down the mountain, turn right, and go straight along the path. After passing a pier, you can see a tavern on the right. The food in it is good, plentiful and cheap. Of course, the taste can only be considered average and not good. I know if it suits you."
"It's good to have something to eat." Roland shrugged, thanked Falcon, and left the church.
Following Falcon's instructions, Roland found the tavern under the scorching sun.
There are four hieroglyphs engraved on the door of the tavern. Knowing the language can only allow people to chat with each other. It affects the spiritual communication between both parties, but does not allow the caster or the person being cast to understand words and writing.
The tavern occupies a small area, probably only about a hundred square meters, probably less than two hundred square meters. The door is a low wooden door, and you can see what's going on inside from the outside.
There were several old but clean round tables with several round stools surrounding them. The fragrance of bread and the slightly sour smell of wine came out from them. Roland also saw several men surrounding a table, using their hands. He was drinking wine from a big gray wooden cup while making loud noises as if no one was around, as if he was drunk.
Roland pushed the door open and walked in. The waitress who had been standing at the counter immediately turned her head and shouted with bright eyes: "Sir, welcome to the 'Huguang Tavern'. What do you need?"
It turns out that the four characters at the door of the tavern mean 'Huguang Tavern'.
Under the surprised look of the waitress, Roland exited to the door of the tavern, used the system's built-in camera function to take a picture of the four hieroglyphs, and then wrote down the Chinese meanings of the four hieroglyphs.
Although 'Language Proficiency' cannot make people understand words immediately, as long as it is used from a different angle, it can make people learn words quickly, and there seems to be no language limit, so it is a good spell.
Roland found another little trick and felt a little happy. However, when he entered the tavern, he saw the waitress looking at him with a strange look. When he thought about it carefully, he realized that it was his strange behavior just now that aroused the other party's surprise.
"Do you have anything cheap and delicious?" Roland sat on the chair in front of the counter and asked with a smile: "Don't recommend anything too expensive. I don't have much money."
Although this waitress is not pretty, she is young and cute. There are some freckles on both sides of her nose, her eyes are aqua blue, and her eyes are big. Her smile is very sweet, which makes people feel very comfortable.
"Then I recommend the honey bread." The waitress also wore linen clothes, but the style looked newer and cleaner: "I know you, the hero who saved three children, but unfortunately I am not the owner of the tavern, otherwise I would definitely I’ll sell you honey bread at half price.”
"Then let's have some honey bread first."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The waitress turned back to the kitchen and quickly came out with a plate with a long loaf of bread on it. The bread was coated with waxy golden honey: "This is what you ordered. Bread, please give me two copper coins."
The honey bread looks quite big, and it only costs two copper coins, which is indeed a reasonable price, at least Roland thinks so. He took out two copper coins and handed them over, and then noticed that the waitress looked at his hand with a strange look.
After taking a look back, Roland realized that there were five or six large blood blisters on each hand, which were very conspicuous. He pressed it and found that it didn't hurt, but he was a little frightened. He knew that this was because the pain was only one-tenth of the amount.
This is the sequelae left by mining, but if it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t matter. I will continue digging tomorrow morning and continue saving money.
Taking the bread, Roland took a bite, and then had a very subtle expression. The honey was the best, and the noodles were also the best, but the honey bread did not taste good. It was very hard, solid, and even said no. The smell comes out.
No wonder Falcon said that the food in this tavern was not to his liking.
The waitress had a very subtle expression when she saw Roland, so she didn't know what was going on. She smiled and said, "Not to your liking? But the bread we have here is already the best in the town, but it's just not to your liking."
"What a big shot, he's just a brat."
Among the men sitting there drinking, one turned around and shouted with a red face: "Apart from the thin skin and tender flesh, I have no other advantages. I can save three little guys, nothing more than that." It's just luck, I can do it if it were me, why do you praise this brat so much."
Roland knew that he should be somewhat famous in the town, but he didn't know that he was actually very famous. Children are the future of a family, the future of the town, and the future of the country. No matter where you are, descendants are always the most important thing.
Saving a child's life is often easier to feel grateful than saving an adult.
Of course, no matter how heroic or outstanding a person is, some people will admire him, while others will naturally dislike him. Many times, there is only one reason for this emotion.
envy.
Roland looked at these three drunkards and found that they were all middle-aged. There was nothing worth mentioning. Their bodies looked like ordinary people, and their appearance and temperament were not outstanding.
It couldn't have triggered some mission, he thought, and then he started to experiment. He said with a slightly provocative smile: "Don't talk nonsense, how about we go out and practice?"
Several grown men smashed the wooden cups in their hands on the ground, causing the light yellow ale to splash. The waitress screamed. They overturned the table and walked towards Roland menacingly.