Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

After being escorted by the housekeeper, Holly got on his horse with a happy face.

2 gold coins for a recipe sounds more attractive than Buddha jumping over the wall.What's more, Hawley has the eight major cuisines of Huaguo in his belly, not including some local special snacks that he has never known.

If all these foods are disclosed, it will be another matter whether Donovan's coffers can be emptied. In the future, Hawley's recipes will only be pushed more and more.

Unless the dragonman is stupidly rich, he's determined to find out what a charity it was to pay 2 gp for a recipe in the first place.

You may not express anything with your mouth, but you will inevitably feel unhappy in your heart.

In order to avoid unhappiness with a high probability in the future and the subsequent impact, Holly did not accept the 6 gold coins.

He chose Radonovan to invest in the shares.

Now that it is determined to settle down on Lost Island and open a catering bar, then all self-made alcoholic beverages will need enough space for processing and production.

It's better to discuss with Donovan directly, and let him provide the venue and some financial support, and the follow-up process will save a lot of worry.

The planning and ideas roughly informed the dragon lord, and the negotiation lasted for almost an entire afternoon.

The verbal prospects are indeed good. Hawley promised to make simpler drinks such as craft beer first, so that the results will become predictable and more convincing.

The negotiations have come to an end for the time being, and a total of 20 gold rewards have been obtained for this trip. Holly can finally lead Wilmer back to the main city.

Every corner of the city is immersed in the night.

The starlight is inlaid in the black curtain, reflecting the lights on the ground.

There is no curfew in the main city of Lost Island, and ordinary people have put out candles to rest, while taverns and hotels are still shining with golden orange light.

The streets were patrolled by guards in chain mail. Seeing that Holly was escorted by knights, they continued to interrogate them routinely before allowing them to pass.

To be honest, the security here is no worse than that of Svia Royal City.

Horses are not allowed to gallop in the city, and the group of them marched forward with the sound of hooves.

I haven't seen it for more than a month, and the appearance of the city seems to have undergone some changes: wooden houses and stone houses have been built one after another, and the ground is much cleaner.

In front of the hotel, a man was scared away by the battle of many knights, and liquid was spilled from the wooden barrel he was carrying.

When Hawley dismounted, the boot happened to land next to the puddle of liquid.There is a cool and sour-sweet fragrance floating in the air. When you smell it lightly, it is the taste of lemonade.

Sure enough, as he expected, it didn't take long before lemon juice was sold in the city.

He raised his arms to help Wilmer get off the horse, and he clearly felt the temperature under the cloth in his palm.

what happened?

Normally, the skeleton body of Little Skull is icy cold, but now this kind of heat emission is obviously abnormal.

Saying goodbye to the knights, Hawley reached into the gray robe and grabbed Wilmer's hand.Pushing aside his sleeves, he felt the slightly hot joints, as if he was holding a burning stone.

"Wilmer, what's the matter with you?" He lowered his body and asked, holding the back of the other's head.

Only rapid and heavy breathing responded to him.

He took Wilmer into the hotel immediately, and didn't have time to change the money.Hawley asked the boss to lead them into the room first, record the account, and then come to pick it up.

He quickly closed the door, pulled the latch, and saw a crumbling figure when he turned his head.

He quickly stepped forward to help the person to the bed, and lifted the hat, even the skull was hot!

Holly called out the child's name softly, trying to summon some response.But the other man's mandible moved slightly, and he was muttering something intermittently.

Blame him for not noticing this situation in time, thinking that the little skull was sleepy on the way, so he didn't talk to him.

But during the first half of the return journey, Wilmer chatted with him for a while with great interest. Could it be that the road was cold?

The incident happened suddenly, and Wilmer belonged to the undead race. He didn't know what kind of situation it was, so he treated it as a fever for the time being.

Limbs are hot and warm, can only take hot compress.

He called for hot water, and while waiting, he gathered light clusters in his palms and slowly transported them into Wilmer's body.

Holly is not a high-level magician, and his own magic talent is limited there.

The former is like a turbulent wave, while the latter is him—even if he tries hard to practice magic, he can only reach the level of a stream in the end.

Not to mention that it hasn't been long since he was reborn.

"buckle"

There was a knock on the door, and he rushed to open the door, took the hot water bucket from the other party's hand, and was about to turn around when he realized that something was wrong.

He finally looked up and saw a familiar bearded face.

"You didn't tell me when you came back?" Bobby's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

This brat came back without saying a word, thanks to the proprietress of the hotel who recognized him as her apprentice and came to tell him specially.

Leading the master directly to the door and re-bolting, Holly grabbed Bobby's sleeve and pulled him to the bed.

"Old man, is Wilmer sick? He has a fever all over his body now." He said anxiously while dipping a cloth towel to get hot water.

Bobby stood by the bed, touched Wilmer's face, and was also shocked.

"When did it start? Have you ever used healing spells?"

"Just now I found something wrong at the entrance of the hotel. It may be a problem on the road, so I plan to see his situation and then go to you. ... I have been using healing techniques before. I don't know if it is serious or for other reasons. I always does not work."

He lowered his eyelashes, wrung out the cloth, and gently applied it to the skull.

As he spoke, he didn't realize that his voice shook more than a flickering candle.

——Bobby instantly heard the guilt and self-blame contained in it.

Knowing the truth, the frustration of not saying hello to the apprentice disappeared.He has always regarded Holly as his own child, and he can't see Holly, who has always been out of touch and mature, showing such a worried look.

Moreover, although the child lying on the bed looked a little scary, he was also very well-behaved and sensible.

An obedient and worry-free child is the most painful - there are two in front of him, which is double the happiness and "torture".

When I first heard that Holly was Wilmer who was bought from the slave market, I didn't know what the motive was, or it was just a whim...

All in all, Bobby is at least someone who understands Hawley's temperament better, knowing that it is absolutely impossible for Hawley to treat him as a real slave.

And I understand that once an apprentice makes up his mind about something, even if his head is broken, he must persist in doing it responsibly.

...For example, the time when he clamored to join the Knights of Light.

So he didn't say anything about buying Wilmer back, and let Hawley do it.In the process of getting along afterwards, the apprentice regarded the skeleton child as a younger brother more and more.

This is actually a good thing.

Maybe even Hawley himself didn't realize it. In his free time, he would stare at a place in a daze.

It didn't matter whether he was in deep thought or in a daze; the key was that he had a look on his face that Bobby couldn't understand.

Especially in the few days after returning from the Knights, it was extremely obvious.

——It is a deep despair, as if drowning in the bottom of the sea, letting the wind and waves swallow it; it also seems to carry the dead leaves floating from the distant mountains, full of endless sadness.

He knew that this kid usually looked out of tune and was full of thoughts.I tried to ask before, but the apprentice would always pretend to be stupid and fool around.

Is the previous memory really forgotten?Including a head full of whimsical ideas that pop up from time to time.Hawley thinks he hides it well, but in fact, after getting along for a long time, he will always reveal his flaws.

But since the apprentice doesn't want to talk about it, then Bobby will accompany him to pretend to be stupid, as long as the child can live a happy life as much as possible.

Perhaps because of the arrival of Wilmer's little skull, part of Hawley's attention was attracted, those moments of contemplation were finally rarely seen.

Love the house and the pub, Bobby thought.To some extent, it was his gratitude to the skeleton child that made him like the child more and more.

One of the two children felt uncomfortable physically and the other felt uncomfortable, and Bobby was also feeling uncomfortable.

"It's not your fault." He stroked his apprentice's dusty hair, "I know you are trying to take care of him."

"Let's rectify first and have a good rest. Wilmer needs you to be energetic tomorrow. I will watch over him tonight. If anything happens, I will wake you up."

Holly didn't refuse. He briefly explained to Bobby what happened in a month and the agreement with the dragon lord, and then fell asleep on the pillow.

The evening wind was cool, and Bobby sighed, lost in the buzzing of insects.

On the morning of the third day, a figure walked across the street and turned into an alley.

Wilmer's situation has not improved, and it is still the same as it was a few days ago.

Not to mention alcohol, even liquor is invisible in this world, and the only way to physically cool down is to apply a towel.

When going out, Holly happened to bump into the Leopard boy Eric.

Knowing that the other party has now found a temporary job with a low salary, Holly is worried that no one will take care of Wilmer, so he takes the opportunity to get Eric and let him look after the little skull.

As for whether to rest assured, Huo Li is not worried, because there is still a master "sitting in charge".

In addition to the recipes submitted to the dragon lord yesterday, he also entrusted a series of drawings of utensils that needed to be customized in the tavern, as well as a large letter of detailed explanation, to be sent to the master dwarf craftsman Borg.

There are too many things he needs to do during this time, but none of them are more important than Wilmer's safety.

The most urgent task is to find a scholar introduced by Alena for help.

The alley was quite deep, and Hollimer counted No. 12 before reaching the door.

It's a bit of a stretch to say it's a door...

It's actually a... er... square plank laid out on the ground.

Holly hesitated for a while, then squatted down on the ground, bent his knuckles and tapped the wooden board.

After knocking about three or four times, the wooden plank trembled, and with a "creak" sound, it was finally lifted off.

A face with leaden skin, long nose and wide ears, and eyes occupying almost two-thirds of the entire face appeared in front of Holly.

The round shallow pupils contained accusations and dissatisfaction. The two of them stared at each other for a while, and the strange-looking creature said impatiently:

"If you are just curious and want to knock on this board for fun—then I warn you, human boy, when I count to one, you'd better disappear from my sight, otherwise the black magic will never show mercy."

"three--"

"Wait!" Holly quickly supported the board, "You misunderstood, I didn't mean to fool you."

With his other hand, he took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"Alena asked me to give you this letter. In fact, I want to ask you some important questions."

"Oh . . . Alena! It's her, my girl."

The other party stretched out a hand that looked like a dead branch in winter, and the slap was as big as the head.

Judging from the tone, the other party should be a lady.When it came to Alena, her tone was obviously relaxed, and when she opened the letter, her eyes were full of joy and nostalgia.

She reads very slowly, like chewing a delicacy.

After a long while, she carefully rolled up the letter, her kind expression changed, and she continued to throw her indifference and impatience towards Holly.

"Come in." After saying that, he got into the hole without looking back.

Hawley: ... before leaving, Alena's entrustment to him was really good. I must show the goblin scholar the things first.

Relying on Alaina's contacts, at least she has taken the first step.

He had to ask the method as soon as possible, and Wilmer was still waiting for him.

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The author has something to say:

Alena: What is a network (tactical retreat)

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Chatting with relatives and friends, she said to wait for the update, and I said constipation to hold back the update.

We all have a tasteful future (Sad Yoon)

感谢在2021-09-1523：33：21～2021-09-1622：11：39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 5 bottle of blood on your face, Su;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!