Goron turned to look at the woman lying on the table. It seemed that she was the guy who "didn't want to live" in the old bartender's mouth. A group of idle men gathered around the wine table near the woman. They seemed not very interested in the oatmeal beer placed in front of them, but they all stared at the woman with wolf-like eyes. Gronn knew the reason as soon as he thought about it. They were obviously waiting for the woman to die drunk and then looted everything from her body. After all, "Drunken Dragon Fragrance" is not boiled water. People who can afford a glass of wine worth three gold coins should be able to extract some oil and water from their bodies.
Of course Goron didn't want to die, but he was confident that the ogre's anti-venom physique was comparable to that of the slime monster, and he also had the beautiful snake's "pearl (inner elixir)" in his body that seemed to be more poisonous than any other poison. "Hidden in the body, this kind of wine that can only make the dragon fall into a deep sleep should not have an undue impact on him.
After Goron paid three gold coins, a glass of black, yellow, and foamy wine was placed in front of him. "Zuilongxiang" is a kind of blended wine. The main raw material is pure liquor. There is nothing special about it. The rest depends on the personal level of the bartenders and the secret formula they master. It was Gron's first time to drink. Of course, he didn't know whether the old bartender's skills were clever or not, but his previous bartending movements were dazzling, and the wine in front of him was also fragrant and mouth-watering. Three feet.
Gron picked up the wine glass very simply and took a sip. Suddenly, a line of fire rushed straight to his lower abdomen and tailbone, and his head felt like it was exploding. For a while, various strange and wonderful sounds rang in Gron's ears. A dizzying feeling came out of nowhere. The worries and anxieties accumulated in my heart disappeared as if they were washed away by a flood...
Seeing this scene in other people's eyes immediately made people's cheeks twitch, as if they would see Gron lying on the ground and turning into a corpse the next moment. Suddenly, several more guys were sitting around Gron, just like vultures like to hover over dying beasts. Just to the slight disappointment of these vultures. Whether it was the woman who drank slowly with her head down, or the stupid young man who drank heavily, neither of them fell down until the wine glasses in front of them were empty. Although everyone was disappointed, they were not surprised. After all, everyone's physique and alcohol capacity were different. In the past, there were people who drank Longxiang only shortened their lifespan, but did not die on the spot. In fact, some bar regulars have already recognized him. Although that woman is not a regular visitor here, it seems like this is not her first time here, and every time she drinks, it seems that she is drunk with dragon incense.
After two consecutive glasses of wine went into his stomach, Goron licked his lips, looking like he was still unsatisfied, so he said to the old bartender: "I want another glass."
"Old rule, you must pay for suicide wine first, otherwise no one will pay the bill after a while." The old guy looked at Gron as if he were a dead person and said expressionlessly. Goron subconsciously touched his pocket. The result was nothing. Ai Xi has a humble status, and Kula Khan is not a generous and kind master. Ai Xi has not saved much savings in the past few years. He only got these few gold coins in the old street. As a result, Goron, who had no concept of money, drank two glasses of wine.
"Get out of here if you don't have money... You're not old enough to regard life as a burden." The old bartender cursed lifelessly, but there was a hint of admonishment hidden in his words, as if he didn't want to see such a young and lively person. Life passes before your eyes. Goron looked disappointed. After thinking for a while, he turned his palm and took out a thick and thick one from the brand tattoo. A scale the size of half a palm came out, handed it to the old bartender and said, "Can I exchange this for a glass of wine?"
I don’t know what creature this scale belongs to. It looks ugly, has no attractiveness at all, and does not contain magic fluctuations that ordinary people can detect like ordinary magic items. All in all, the scale that Goron took out was like a strange stone picked up by a poor child from the garbage dump. It is really laughable to use it to exchange for a glass of suicide wine worth three gold coins each.
But not everyone is so blind. After all, this is a prosperous and prosperous imperial capital. It is a place where any treasure in the entire continent can appear anytime and anywhere...
Just when the old bartender was about to sternly reject this stubborn and stupid kid and kick him out of the tavern, a big hand slammed on the table. When the palm was opened, three gold coins were suddenly left on the table.
"Old John, since this kid miss, why don't you help him? I just like to watch people drink to death, so I paid for the drink... By the way, no one wants this thing anyway, I will take it back to my family Go play, kid!" The man said, but he reached out to grab the scale on the table casually, but his other hand suddenly opened his palm, and then a sinister male voice rang out. Stand up: "Green, do you really think that everyone here is an ignorant fool? Three gold coins? Do you want to give three gold coins as a sacrifice to the Lord of Holy Light, the precious hellfire?" Will you take away the lizard's scales?"
"Jordan, what are you talking about? What kind of sacrifice? How could this be a sacrifice! What evidence do you have!" The man named Green suddenly blushed, but his reaction confirmed it. Drinker Jordan made the accusation, and the whole bar became silent for a while. Almost everyone stopped breathing, looking at the ordinary scales on the bar with greed and doubt.
"Sacrifice? That's a sacrifice!" This was the only word left in everyone's mind.
There is no one on the mainland who doesn’t know what a sacrifice is, but there are very few who have actually seen it. But at least one thing they know is that every church of the Holy Light Holy See, the state religion of the empire, purchases any kind of sacrifice at a high price all year round. Sacrifice, not to mention the Red Stone of Ai Zhe, which can be used to offer sacrifices to all gods. It is a priceless thing. Just being able to offer sacrifices to the Lord of Glory is already extremely valuable. For example, there have been several incidents where the priest in charge of a small church in a remote area accidentally purchased an excellent sacrifice. After the sacrifice, the level of the church increased dramatically, and then he entered the upper echelons of the Holy See.
In addition, the Holy See is also acquiring sacrifices to other gods, especially those from hostile sects. After all, the strength of clergy from other sects cannot be quickly improved with the help of sacrifices, which in itself means a disguised increase in the strength of the Holy See. Of course, sects of other faiths in other regions are doing the same thing.
Not only religious organizations, but also great nobles are purchasing various types of sacrifices to various gods to enhance their family's combat power. It doesn't matter even if your family can't use it, the sacrifices are hard currency wherever they are. Although the Holy See has legislated that all sacrifices in the parish belong to the Holy See of Holy Light, this canon has long existed in name only and no one will abide by it.
All in all, any sacrifice is a sought-after commodity with a price but no market. Although the hell salamander scales that Goron took out could not be seen as a sacrifice, even if it is only the lowest-valued first-class commodity, It can be taken to the Holy See or any noble in exchange for gold coins measured in bags. It is the largest gold coin bag.
"Child! I want this thing, and I'll pay you four gold coins!"
"I'll give you five! All you poor guys with no money, get out of here!"
"You brat, if you're sensible, please give this to me. I'll make sure you get out of here alive, otherwise..."
"You idiot, do you have any brains? That kid drank suicide wine, and you threatened him with death..."
"You bastards, I saw it first, and I paid for it first!" Green yelled angrily, while looking fiercely at Jordan, who had ruined his good deeds. At this time, Jordan seemed to be regretting that he was too eager to destroy Jordan's good deeds. He quickly said that it was a sacrifice, which made the situation chaotic and it was difficult for him to take advantage of it.
Almost everyone in this small bar came together and started a fierce competition around this scale. Those who just had a few gold coins in their pockets tried to bid, and those who had no money even more planned to do so. Take action to rob, but there are too many people fighting for it. Whoever takes action first will become the target of public criticism and attract everyone to besiege. Anyway, at this time, a lot of gold coins were scattered around the table. Goron looked at these gold coins, then turned to the old bartender, and said in a calm tone: "I think I am not short of drink money." Bar."
The old bartender's face was extremely gloomy. He put down the empty wine glass he was wiping in his hands and started mixing drinks again. Goron looked at him intently, unaware of the commotion around him, just waiting quietly for something that belonged to him. . The rest of the bar was already in chaos, but no one came within two meters of where the two of them were. Those drunkards would avoid this place intentionally or unintentionally, or avoid it, even if they made a big fuss. An old bartender with a calm face. The majesty of this old guy is obviously greater than that of Scared Joe who deliberately hides his strength.
Just when a glass of suicide wine fell heavily in front of Goron, a female voice also sounded in Goron's ears: "Little brother, can you buy me a drink? This wine... Sometimes it is easier to swallow when you drink it with others. ”
Goron turned around in a daze and saw the woman who was also drinking suicide wine squeezed through the crowd and sat next to him. She placed an empty wine glass in front of the old bartender, and then knocked on it. The table, indicating to be filled.
The old bartender's chest rose and fell violently, obviously full of anger, but he still looked at Gron in a very professional manner to see what he meant. He didn't start mixing drinks until Gron nodded. At this time, there was no one behind the counter. A few gold coins were thrown in from somewhere, so at least he didn't have to worry about no one paying the bill.
At this time, Goron finally saw the woman's true appearance. It is actually inappropriate to say that she is a true appearance. The woman's face was painted with a layer of waxy oil paint. Although it looked very lifelike, she could not hide it from the ogre. To Chef Goron's nose, the smell of oil paint was completely different from the smell of human beings themselves.
This woman has changed her appearance, and the dirty long cloth dress on her body makes her look shapeless. Judging from her current appearance, she looks different from the civilian peasant women in their thirties and forties on the street. There is no difference going up. (To be continued...)