Chapter 736: Rain in the restaurant

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Light rain fell on a quiet town called Kars, and the turbulent airflow in the sky changed the direction of the rain. The hazy weather has been going on for many days, suppressing everyone in the town like a block A stone.
The town is small and not rich. The old streets have been severely damaged. A lot of weeds have grown in the gap between the slate and the slate. The weather in this month is not cold. At the end of July, it was a hot time. It was just that the continuous rain for a few days made the place somewhat cool.
The door of a resident's house on the corner of the street opened. A middle-aged man in his forties walked out of the door with a sheepskin wine bag. He glanced left and right, and then walked with his neck down in the rain On the street, he muttered: "Hey, this unlucky weather, I don't know when it will get better."
It has been raining in the town of Kars during this season in previous years, but this time it was particularly long.
"Hey, the people in front let me go." A wooden caravan pulled by the armored beast drove across the street, and the driver urged the people in front to evade a little. The wheels pressed against the loose stone bricks on the ground, and the muddy water under the stone bricks squeezed out and splashed on the middle-aged man who was about to drink alcohol, causing him to scold.
The caravan stopped short in front of a winery in front.
This winery was a little pitiful, and a simple awning was placed in front of the house with leather felt. The left and right sides blocked the wind, and the street side was open. Four thick original wooden tables were placed in the awning, and several long benches were placed beside the table, but the table stool was really old, and the cracks in the desk were covered with black dirt.
The middle-aged man was about to drink in this distillery. When he saw the caravan stopped, he walked angrily over and scolded the driver for not driving well. Suddenly the curtain of the caravan was opened, and a bright and attractive woman in white came out of the car box. The middle-aged man had just walked in. The dirty words at his mouth had not been spoken, and he swallowed back.
The woman in white came down carefully from the car, seeming to be afraid of the water on the ground. She saw the middle-aged man in front of her with anger on her face, and she couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay? Am I provoke you?"
The middle-aged man was stunned and shook his hand: "No, no, no, no, just a trifle."
The woman in white saw the muddy water on his trousers and apologized: "Sorry, it's very sorry to have stained your clothes."
"Ah, it doesn't matter. It's already dirty. It should have been changed."
The woman in white chuckled, and this smile stunned the middle-aged man.
At this time another woman's voice came from the carriage: "Are you here?"
"It's here." The answer was the driver, who looked at the car with a smile on his face, as if waiting for the person in the car to come out.
After a little while, a tender white hand pulled out the car curtain again, and a black woman came out of the car. She yawned slightly while covering her mouth. It turned out that she had been sleeping in the car.
There were a few guests drinking wine in the restaurant, and when they saw two beautiful women coming out of the caravan, they immediately attracted their eyes. Even the owner of the restaurant who was scooping the wine for the guests also forgot the next move.
It is indeed a pleasing thing to see beautiful and beautiful women in this unlucky weather. The fire in the middle-aged man's heart suddenly disappeared, and he stood blankly in the rain, not knowing to hide under the tent.
The caravan parked in front of the restaurant, and naturally came to the restaurant, so the drinkers in the store hoped they would walk in and have a drink.
The owner of the wine shop was a thin old man with only a few yellow hairs left on his bald and shiny head. He saw two female guests walking towards the wine hood, and his mouth cracked, revealing a mouthful of old yellow teeth. Greeted and said with a smile: "Two guests please come in and sit."
A series of raindrop curtains were dripping on the leather felt awning. The two women looked at the rainscreen and flashed past quickly. In this weather, no one wants to get wet.
The middle-aged men hitting the wine saw that they had entered the diner, and then they recovered and followed.
There are not many guests in the restaurant. There are only six people, but all four tables are seated, three of them are only seated by one person, and one table is seated by three people. These six guests are men. They look at the two women, hoping that they can sit here. In this sloppy little hotel, it is also good to be able to use two beautiful women to drink and chat.
The woman in white seemed to like this feeling of being watched, and a smile appeared on her face. Women in black don't like it very much, but they are not very disgusted. Anyway, their appearance can attract the attention of the opposite sex, which is something that any woman is happy about.
The two women looked at the surroundings of the restaurant, looked at each guest, and finally walked to a table in the corner of the awning.
Sitting on this table is a young man with reddish brown hair, brown eyes, a coat with a gray-black stand-up collar, and a pair of blue-black pants. He was the only person in the entire distillery who only looked at the two women, but not the second. At this time, he was intently peeling the peanuts on the plate, eating one by one slowly.
"Can we sit here?" The woman in white was talking, her voice was sweet, her smile was sweet, and there was a hint of charm on her face. It was just her words that the man on the wine table was still peeling his peanuts as if he hadn’t heard them, neither saying yes nor refusing.
A trace of displeasure flashed on the woman in white. Obviously few men could refuse her, but she immediately smiled again: "If you don't speak, you agree." Without talking, he sat next to him.
The little old man of the restaurant kept following, and when they sat down, they asked, "What do the two guests want?"
The woman in black asked, "What do you have here?"
The little old man smiled and said, "Of course, I have wine here. In addition to wine, there are beef tendon beef, fried peanuts and boiled fava beans. If you are hungry, I can fry two eggs and roll them. A big pancake."
The woman in white laughed: "Yes, take all of what you just said, we all have to."
The little old man asked, "What about the wine?"
The woman in white smiled and said, "If you don't drink, what shall we do with your little wine tent?"
The little old man replied: "Yes, just a moment."
"Hey boss, give me two pounds of grain wine." The middle-aged man shook his bag.
"The wine spoon is there. You can beat it yourself. Don't fight too much." The old man saw that he was an old regular in the shop, and he was too lazy to greet him, and picked up the tendon in the pot.
"Look at you stingy, more spoons will not lose you." The middle-aged man picked up the wine spoon and scooped the wine. Don't look at this wine barrel is old and old, even the iron ring around the barrel is rusty, but when the wine cap is opened, the fragrance is immediately overflowing and very fragrant.
A drinker praised: "Little old man, you look so bad, and the wine is not bad. When I smell this wine, the worms in my stomach wake up again."
The old man smiled with yellow teeth and said, "Hey, my wine is made from the old old valley, and it is mixed with the nectar of the flower demon, of course."
The drinker wondered: "Is there still a flower demon? I have never heard of a demon like a flower demon living in the Kars area."
The flower demon has always lived only in inaccessible primeval forest areas, so it is difficult to see people usually, and the Kars area is located on the right side of the Volcan and Idso areas. The latter two areas are relatively barren and have little forest coverage. . Although there are a lot more trees in the Kars area than forests, it has not reached the level of flower demon and forest demon.
The little old man smiled, and he called, and a little fairy-like fairy appeared in the gleam.
The drinker exclaimed, "It's really a flower demon, it turns out to be your guardian."
The flower demon looks small and exquisite, and the height is usually around 40-60 cm. They are all beautiful and feminine. In front of this flower demon blue-yellow skin, two packs of bulging pepper milk slightly stood. There were two vine branches and leaves wrapped around her, many pink flowers in the green hair, pointed fairy ears, three vines branched behind the ears, and a golden flower at each end. This flower has a faint golden light. If you see swarms of flower demon flying at night in the deep forest and old forest, it must be a spectacle.
The book says that the flower demon was born from the flowers of thousands of years of old tree spirits, and has a strange fragrance by birth. Once she appears in the sea of ​​flowers in the forest, there will inevitably be groups of butterfly bees and insects.
Sure enough, as soon as the flower demon came out, the intoxicating fragrance quickly filled the small restaurant. I saw her floating on the wine table and flying around, her face was innocent. It's just that she doesn't seem to like the air here, perhaps because there are no trees and flowers.
The little old man just gave everyone a glance, and he quickly summoned the flower demon back.
Another wine guest said: "It's so beautiful, such a pretty goblin, I really want to have a pet at home."
The little old man was very pleased to see everyone envious, and was a little proud of his words: "How can there be such a good thing, there is no flower demon in the pet market in the city to sell you. My flower demon is my go to Warcraft Forest It took a lot of effort to catch it myself."
As soon as these words came out, four of them were shocked, and even the two beautiful women turned their eyes on him.
The little old man had expected their reaction, because every time he said something like this, he would always surprise others. For women, they will always be complacent about their beautiful appearance, and for men, no doubt the strength is their most proud capital.
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