Chapter 707: High-grade ale

After entering the tavern, he was left aside, and then watched Locke, a poor daughter raising a drunk father and a gangster, and had some novelty and some sympathy for the civilian life at the bottom of Evra.
His sympathy was naturally Memila. Although Memela spoke very little with her uncle Crowen and the gangster Han Walli outside the door, the voice was very small, but this voice did not escape Locke's ear.
If you take the status theory and the strength that Locke possesses today enough to compare him with the most distinguished person in the Fussen kingdom, but in the face of the misfortunes of these low-level civilians, his most sensible approach is to stand by and watch.
I don’t know how many ordinary people in the world are as poor as Memela. There are millions of civilians at the bottom of the Kingdom of Fussen. How could Locke take care of them all.
Moreover, Locke has no obligation to help them.
The blood stained on his hands may fill the city of Evra. Locke is not a bad man, he is an executioner.
"Dear guests, what wine do you need?" Emira Nuo Nuo's voice came, this is the unique soft Nuo that belongs to the 13-year-old girl.
The owner of this rose flower pub is very good at doing business. The selected staff are all under 15 years old girls. The fragrance and vitality of the girls not only raise the grade of this pub, but also the cost is not much. Less repeat customers.
However, if these customers want to do a lot of things to buy and sell, and bully these young girls, the thugs that the boss spends a lot of money on do not eat dry food.
Of course, there are two kinds of people or three kinds of people.
One is the aristocracy, and they forced the acceptance of the civilian girl, which is sometimes a blessing for the civilian girl, because they no longer need to work hard for life from now on.
One is a wealthy businessman. In the Kingdom of Füssen, the law allows monogamy and concubines. With enough money, it is not unusual to have more wives and concubines.
The last one is the adventurer, especially the kind of adventurer with extraordinary strength, whether it is a powerful grudge or a magical summoning technique. In the civilian circle of Evra, everyone is talking after dinner. The thugs raised by the boss can not beat the adventurers with extraordinary strength.
Memila's voice is very nice, including her nature, and her specialty for it. After working in the pub for so many years, Emira has already become a qualified waiter.
Sometimes the sweet voice is also a kind of enjoyment. Locke said that he didn't quite understand how Ashaer experienced the life of ordinary people, but actually felt it was another matter.
Not to mention others, at least Emila's appearance is more in line with Locke's aesthetic except for the sound.
"Huh? Do you have ale here?" Locke looked at the menu in surprise.
People on the East Coast like to drink rum. Although the degree of this wine is higher than that of ordinary wine, Locke still prefers a full-bodied ale.
In other words, Locke is more accustomed to drinking ale, which is his hobby that has not been changed by ordinary soldiers from the Kingdom of Forstan for so many years.
"Yes, the ale brewing technology in our store was introduced from the southern kingdom of Persia, and it is very popular with adventurers in the past." Memila replied.
Locke doesn’t look like a noble or a wealthy businessman, but if he has any body, there is a momentum, a momentum that scares Memila and makes her involuntarily produce worship. In the previous adventurers, Memy Raco never felt it.
Did Memila feel a little excited in her heart.
Locke's wine is the most common ale in our store, but there are several grades in the ale. For example, Memira and her dad used to drink the cheapest one, a cup of seven copper coins.
Under Memela's unconscious perception, Locke chose the two most expensive ales in our store.
"On these two bars, two bottles each, I will taste the difference." Locke said.
Customers who drink at the tavern often count by the glass. Locke needs four bottles to come up. Not only is Memira dumbfounded, but even the customers with the sound of Locke around him look curiously at Locke.
People who drink a little wine can't control their hands and mouth. Now the situation is that there are already a few drunk men who are about to laugh at Locke.
Even the adventurers who are famous for their bravery, there are very few ruthless people who drink four bottles of ale at once, let alone the two highest grade ales in our store.
But these guys who were about to speak badly, when it came to the mouth, seemed like a male duck whose throat was squeezed, opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say a word, but instead his face turned red, which was frightened.
No need for Locke to do anything else, just simply release a little coercion, enough to shock the group of drunks.
Locke's control of power is becoming more and more sophisticated, especially in the Roland family of Crimea city, the binghuo element balance ability that he masters, which makes his perception more sensitive.
The imposing pressure was only directed to the drunkards who wanted to mock Rock, and other customers who sat farther away were not affected, so the Rose Flower Tavern is still quite normal at this time.
A thick layer of alcohol-sweet sweat-soaked clothes, and the surrounding drunken men who were shocked by Locke, suddenly awakened from the drunk state, regardless of the wine that has not been finished on the table, one by one panicly paid Money left the tavern.
Even if the coercion of an earth knight is less than one percent, it is not something that ordinary people can resist. Now the unremarkable Locke is in their eyes the existence of wild beasts.
For the few customers who left at checkout, Memila was a little strange. She didn't attribute the problem to Locke. She didn't even know that Locke just punished a few people who wanted to speak badly to him.
Out of professional ethics, Memila has always been very attentive to this kind of "big customer", and people who can drink the most expensive wine will naturally not care about the tip of the reward.
"Do you need anything else? If you drink alcohol alone, so many bottles will make your appetite very uncomfortable." Memila said softly.
On the surface, she didn't care how many bottles Locke could drink. The four bottles of the highest-grade ale were consumed and she had 20 copper coins for her achievements. This time, the food for the next three days and her father's food were found, so you don't have to ask for the fat man in the kitchen.
"Well, give me peanuts and rabbit meat," Locke said.
Mingming wine is very high-end, but the dishes are average, which makes Memira a bit strange, but she won't ask herself what she shouldn't ask. After she put away the menu, she respectfully went to get Locke.
"Memila, you made it this time." At the counter, Memila's good sister Ruby said.