Renault walked quickly towards the small wine stall, feeling anxious in his heart. He quickly figured out what kind of dungeon this place was in order to know the plot and so on.
Renault approached the small wine stall and saw a girl in a long blue dress from a distance, raising a wood flame on a simple earthen stove and warming the wine in the pot.
Don't say it!
This back view! So graceful! She is absolutely at the level of a school beauty!
ah! What a picture of a girl in Tsing Yi cooking wine!
Just when Renault was extremely curious about the front of this beauty...
The girl heard Reno's footsteps and turned around.
Then!
Renault! Cried! tearful!
The girl in green turned around! The earth will shake! The girl in blue turned around, Father Sun was about to tremble!
He has a dark, rough complexion and a face so densely packed with freckles that it makes me feel sick to my stomach!
Renault frowned, brother is not a person who judges books by their appearance! After thinking about it, Renault closed his eyes!
After avoiding the girl in green clothes from sight, Renault and the others found the table, gathered together and sat down.
This large group of people seemed somewhat imposing, like travelers from the world.
Of course, just the clothes and so on, the painting style is completely different!
The girl in green looked at Renault with her big black eyes. She found Renault's outfit interesting. The black coat and the like were a bit cool. Note: To prevent character filtering, please use Chinese characters to input hei ferry to watch the latest chapter.
Of course, what's even weirder is Chihiro's green monster suit. The girl in green clothes couldn't understand it at all.
"Objective, what do you want?"
It's a wilderness, so it's difficult to have guests passing by. Naturally, the girl in green will not let them go.
Not to mention the fancy clothes, even if those aliens came, she would shoot down the flying saucer and ask the aliens to buy wine.
"Hmm!" Renault glanced at the girl's eyes quickly, and he understood in his heart that the different styles of his group had to be compensated by the tone of his voice. Renault proudly picked up the empty wine glass and put it firmly on the table. Luo: "Wine, good wine, good wine."
Originally, Renault made it somewhat similar, but!
However, the bald Whiskey on the side gave Renault a thumbs up with a mean smile: "666!"
Renault: "..."
Originally the painting style was still disharmonious! This sentence is 666! The style of painting is completely ruined!
Renault ordered a drink and hurriedly asked questions. These are unspoken rules. How can you have the nerve to ask things if you don’t want to buy something
"Yo! Little sister! Ah! Yo! This girl, I want to ask, here..."
Before Renault could finish his words, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves coming from afar on the road beside him!
Renault was stunned, oh, what the hell, is someone trying to steal the show
Everyone looked up in the direction of the sound of horse hooves, and saw five fast horses, one behind the other, galloping towards them. In front of them was a tall horse, all white and hairless, with reins and pedals all in place. Made of silver, on the saddle is a young man in brocade.
Renault was stunned for a moment. This young man was quite tall. He had a big sword hanging on his waist, a long bow on his back, and a fat eagle squatting on his shoulder. In other words, the young man was quite well equipped. It’s all a job!
"Wow… … "
The girl in green clothes let out a long exclamation like an idiot.
Renault chuckled. Sure enough, no matter where he is, no matter what style of painting he is in, he is always welcomed by girls.
etc!
Renault suddenly felt something was wrong, because Mao, the girl in green, didn't say "Wow" when she saw him just now! What does this mean!
Renault didn't have much time to think. Five fast horses quickly came to the small wine stall. Several people got off their horses and tied the horses to simple wooden posts.
Five people, the four people behind the young man in brocade are two big men and two young people.
The two young men had already walked quickly to the small wine stall, opened the bench, carefully wiped the dust with their sleeves, and invited the people behind to take a seat.
The most important person is obviously the young man in brocade clothes. Whether it is the flattering faces of the other four people or the proud face of the young man in brocade clothes, there are three words written all over them: "Young Master!"
A few people sat down. At this time, a cough came from the small wine stall. A gray-haired old man came out and went to the five people: "Guests, do you want to drink?"
A big man with a beard laughed and patted the table: "Little old man! I want some tea! Do you have any?"
"This..." The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "What kind of wine do you want to drink, sir!"
"Five kilograms of good wine!" The bearded man suddenly frowned: "Your store has changed its owner? Why have I never seen you old man and that ugly girl before!"
The white-haired old man did not answer directly, but just made an excuse to leave: "Yes, yes, Wan'er, let's buy five kilograms of good wine first! To be honest with all the guests, the little old man's surname is Sa. He is originally a local surname. He has been abroad since he was a child. When I was doing business, my son and daughter-in-law were both dead. I thought that when a tree reaches a thousand heights, the leaves will return to their roots, so I took my granddaughter back to my hometown.”
"Who would have thought that after being away from home for more than 40 years, none of my relatives and friends in my hometown are gone. It happened that Lao Cai, the owner of this hotel, didn't want to work anymore, so he sold it to the young man for thirty taels of silver. Alas, I finally returned to my hometown. Listen. Seeing everyone talking in my hometown dialect makes me feel indescribably happy, and I feel so ashamed that I can’t even speak it myself.”
The girl in green clothes held a wooden tray and placed three pots of wine on the table. Her freckles and swarthy face made the boy in golden clothes and others quickly cover their eyes for fear of being blinded.
Well, the drama seems to be developing at the other table.
However, as a time traveler, Renault said he couldn't bear it. Is it really okay for you to steal the show like this
Are you completely ignoring us? Our fancy dress style is completely wrong, can’t it attract your attention? Hey! Is the sense of existence of the time traveler so low? Hey!
However, according to previous experience, after time travel, you will not be too far away from the protagonist of the plot.
Unless the face is dark. African friends sent congratulatory messages and so on.
Although Renault didn't have much confidence in his face, he decided to sit down and wait and see what happened, at least to understand what kind of plot copy this was.
The big man winked at the young man next to him, and the two young men immediately understood. They stood up, went to the horses, took out the game they had just hunted from the bag, a colorful pheasant, and a sallow hare, and threw them to The white-haired old man explained: "Wash and peel them! Go fry two big plates!"
The white-haired old man said: "Yes! Yes! If you want to drink wine, let's use some beef, broad beans and peanuts first."
The girl in green clothes had already brought beef and broad beans to the table without waiting for the old man's instructions.
This makes the foodies at Renault's table look envious!
"Reno! Why don't we have peanuts! I want peanuts!"
Whiskey followed suit: "I want beef!"
"Bava beans! Broad beans! Broad beans!" Misu also kept raising her fists in protest.
Renault covered his face, this group of foodies has had enough!
I thought Lu Buluo was doing better, but Lu Buluo, who had an indifferent face, slowly raised his hand, a blush flashed across his cheeks, and it disappeared in a flash: "Chicken!"
Renault: "..."
Unable to bear the crowd of his men, Renault had no choice but to ask for it. But before he could speak, the big man at the other table spoke again...
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