Chapter 670： : Small Ear Tavern, Dancer Bidding (1/2)
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He shoved the dinar into the hands of the Berserker Squad Leader.
”The money will be treated as if I treat everyone to a drink.”
”Please be accommodating.”
”I came here after a long trek from the green cypress forest.”
The Crazy Axe team captain glanced at the dinar in his hand, and then glanced at the Ranger team captain. After the two winked at each other, they let Zong Shen go directly.
The two or three hundred dinars are considered extra income for the brothers to share.
After all, the above did not issue a blockade order, but only asked to increase the censorship of entering the city.
Wentrobang City is a typical commercial and trade city, and the flow of people has promoted its prosperity.
Naturally, the city will not be easily closed. Once the population flow is stopped, the loss to the state city will be huge.
”Go, remember not to cause trouble!”
”Those patrols in the city are not as good as us!”
The Crazy Axe Squad Leader patted Zong Shen on the shoulder, and the Crazy Axe Warriors and Rangers who were blocking the way immediately gave way.
Zong Shen didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.
Continue to move forward two or three kilometers to officially enter Bangcheng.
After getting out, he quickly left the level. .
Not long after they walked, they stopped a group of traveling merchants who were about to enter the city.
For 500 dinars, he bought a Nord mountain horse in decent condition.
After getting on the horse, his forward speed was much faster.
If Bangseong was so big, it would take a lot of time to just walk.
In particular, the city of Wentrobang is much larger than Bosbang.
Following the flow of people and after some inquiries, he found a humble tavern on the outskirts.
Throwing the horse to the waiter at the door, he gave him a 10 dinar coin as a tip, and Zong Shen walked directly into the tavern.
The name of this tavern is Little Ears, and the signboard and door are unremarkable.
When I walked in, I realized that the area inside was quite large.
A rectangular bar occupies a third of the tavern.
In the center is a small circular stage.
A thick wooden round table is placed everywhere.
Even in the middle of the night, the tavern was still full of people.
A harp stood in front of a bard, singing a song.
When Zong Shen entered, he just finished playing the song, and some generous mercenaries and drinkers around him threw coins in front of him, most of which were 1 dinar.
The bard bowed and saluted, picking up coins from the ground one by one.
Dragging the harp off the stage!
After the minstrel left the stage, several dancers in leather skirts smeared oil on their faces and wore crowns composed of colorful feathers and entered the arena.
They were followed by several similarly dressed male drummers.
As the drum beats, the dancers start to sway.
Except for the nobles in the endless continent, other people do not have the concept of underwear.
The large swinging movements and the revealing clothes make these dancers often show off.
It also instantly detonated the enthusiasm of the drinkers!
”Twist up!”
”Turn up that ass! It's really flat!”
”200 dinars! Stay with me for one night!”
...
The drinkers shouted loudly.
The beat of the drums gradually became rapid, and people couldn't help but swell up blood.
When the dancers heard these words, their faces showed charming bodies.
From time to time, he let out a soft moan, or licked his red lips, and ripped open the leather jacket with both hands.
After Zong Shen glanced at it, he lost interest.
Going straight to the bar, he pretended to take out 100 dinars and put it on the table.
”Anything to drink.”
”keep the change.”
”Better with ice!”
The strong bartender is a typical Nord.
He had an ear tattooed on his stout arm.
He swept the dot into the purse beside the table.
Taverns have always been a place of high consumption, and a hundred dinars is not so arrogant.
Zong Shen took off his helmet and put it aside.
”Would you like to try the specialties of this shop?”
”I call it a sizzling rave!”
”This big boy can just buy a cup.”
The bartender looked at Zong Shen and asked while taking out a bull horn cup from behind.
”Okay.”
Zong Shen nodded.
He wanted to see what a sizzling carnival was.
The bartender smiled, the beard on his lips slightly raised.
A small wine barrel was taken out from the back, the cork was uncorked, and a third of the white wine was poured in.
Then he took out a few leaves from the drawer of the wine cabinet.
Zong Shen recognized that this stuff was called Bingma Ye, and it tasted bitter and spicy.
There is a growth distribution near Sitano Village. Some villagers like to chew betel hemp leaves. He asked about the strategy module. This thing has weak toxins, but his physique can completely dissolve it.
The canna leaf comes from the canna tree, and the produced canna fruit is one of the raw materials for making paralyzing poison.
The bartender took out a small stone grinder, smashed the betel hemp leaves into a green paste and added it to the wine, and finally took out two kinds of wine and mixed them into the horn cup.
”Drink, if you get drunk, you can stay upstairs in our store.”
”80 dinars a night.”
The bar urn said loudly, with a playful smile on his face.
Zong Shen picked up the horn cup and glanced at it with narrowed eyes.
【Strong mixed wine (green)】
[Quality: Excellent grade]
[Highly mixed spirits with a small amount of paralyzing poison, if the strength attribute is lower than 50 points, there is a high chance of falling into a state of drowsiness]
[Effect: Reaction power -20%, attack power increased by 10%, movement speed decreased by 15%]
(The signature drink of the Little Ear Tavern, only those with good strength can drink it without falling asleep. This is also the way for the Little Ear Tavern to test whether the visitor is a ”lamb” or a ”lone wolf”
The sleepy will be dragged and stripped naked, shackled and sold to slave traders
If there is no lethargy, it proves that the strength is good and can continue to stay in the tavern)
”Black and white take it all!”
Zong Shen looked at the properties of the drink, which is what the Little Ear Tavern uses to identify lambs.
Those unsuspecting outsiders, if a glass is poured, will be reduced to lambs in the small ear tavern.
For Zong Shen, this glass of wine is not worth mentioning.
He grinned, raised his neck and drank!
The drink is a mixed spirit, with the pungency and bitterness of the betel sesame leaves. After entering the mouth, Zong Shen felt that the mouthpiece was burning, and a warm current flowed from the mouth to the esophagus and then to the stomach.
Eventually it spreads throughout the body.
It actually gave him a feeling of invigoration, and it really had a little meaning.
”not bad.”
”Continued Cup!”
Zong Shen took out a dinar again and slapped it on the table.
The smile on the bartender's face has subsided a lot, replaced by a solemn one.
After Zong Shen finished speaking, he turned his head to watch the explosive dance on the circular stage.
There were many people around the stage, arms raised, cheering excitedly.
The smell in the air was complex, ranging from wine to sweat and a touch of blood.
Taverns like this have always been mixed places.
Zong Shen's eyes looked around, looking for traces of hero-level talents.
Originally, he thought that the bard was likely to be a heroic talent.
But it's not.
Among the hundreds of people at the scene, there were only two heroic talents.
The qualifications are very general. One is an excellent grade qualification. It turned out to be a dancer in the field. She looks beautiful, but her body is very hot.
The other is an excellent-level qualification, with a crossbow on his back and a long sword hanging from his waist.
Wearing ordinary leather armor, with a rough black iron half-helmet on his head.
There are several guys dressed as mercenaries around him.
It looks like it should be a mercenary chief.
However, the dancer was a little interesting, and Zong Shen wondered if he should bring her back to the territory.
The territory currently has a lot of hero-level talents, but the new population is even more.
The need for dominance is huge.
Strictly speaking, the number of hero-level talents even determines the upper limit of dominance.
And the potential of the heroic talent is much greater than that of the farmer.
With the exercise of their daily work, their qualifications will also improve.
Of course, the same goes for peasants, but they're much harder to get promoted than heroes.
At present, there are so many farmers in Zongshen's territory, that is, a third fat!
Just as he was thinking about it, the second cup of scorching carnival was ready.
This time, the bartender responded to his request by placing some ice cubes for him from the thick ice bucket.
For the average tavern, ice cubes are a rarity.
There are only three ways to make ice here.
The first is natural ice, the second is saltpeter ice, and the third is frost magic.
Basically, except for the North, every state city in other kingdoms has one or several nitrification workshops, which use raw dung to make nitrile. The output is very low, and the supply of ice is naturally not much.