Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

A huge and magnificent rose emblem with gold embroidered threads as petals and silver handles as leaves fluttered over the wide roof along with the triangular flag on the red background.

Under the roses, it is overcrowded.Crowds crowded around the door of the store, unable to squeeze in from outside or get out from inside.

"Please let me go." A female voice was caught in the gap.

Pushing left and right, she seemed to have finally escaped from a suffocating environment, and took a deep breath.Her short hair was messy, but she didn't care to tidy it up. She reached out to dig at her chest, and the fabric on her chest shriveled instantly.

She held a white clay pot with a red silk seal firmly in her palm, stepped up her pace, and walked quickly in one direction with small steps.

"Do you know the new wine on the shelves of Golden Rose? How can there be magic in the wine? It's too nonsense."

"Then we ordinary people drink it, can we have magic?"

"Go home and continue to sleep and have sweet dreams. We drink just ordinary wine. But a friend of mine who has magic told me, what kind of liquor is there, there is magic in it!"

"That's not the wine of Golden Rose. They are just selling it on behalf of others. The name of the real winery is written on the inside of the store, called Nianhua."

Many complicated conversations passed by her ears like fallen leaves.

She ran all the way, turned through countless alleys, took shortcuts, hitchhiked, and arrived at the outskirts of the city, where a towering tower was waiting for her.

Hastily raised his palm to verify his identity, and the guard let him in.By the time she climbed the magic spiral stone stairs and came to the window on the fourth floor, she was out of breath.

She didn't care about other things, and went straight to the tutor's office, naturally ignoring the appearance of people lying down on other floors studying something.

"Teacher!" shouted, there were only two people in the room, and Qi Qi turned to look at her.

"Sorry, am I..." She quickly covered her mouth and wanted to leave the room.

"Come in." The instructor smiled, not minding the student's recklessness at all.He introduced to a tall, thin and handsome man beside him, "This is my student, Candice. Candice, come and say hello to Professor Truman from the School of Magic."

Candice stared deeply into the blue eyes on the opposite side, she only felt as if she was wrapped in a soft cloud, and then sank to the bottom of the lake.

Seeing her blushing, Candice quickly bowed to say hello, and casually rolled up her locks of hair.She suddenly remembered her purpose again, and raised her head towards the mentor, but her eyes unconsciously glanced at the other side.

"Teacher, do you know that this liquor contains magic."

She hurriedly handed over the clay pot, and the instructor held it in the palm of his hand, pulling the red scarf and unplugging it.A fresh, elegant, and unusually domineering aroma of wine wafted throughout the room.

The instructor put it between his nose and sniffed it, then handed it to the blond man beside him.

"I know, Candice, thank you for making a trip for me." The tutor said with a smile.

"Everyone in the Ministry of Magic is researching it. Although they don't know the reason, everyone has confirmed that the magic element is normal and there is no trace of black magic. It is very safe."

Candice showed doubts: "Could it be that they extracted the magic from the magic crystal, or soaked the magic crystal in wine to brew?"

The instructor laughed loudly: "Candice, my good girl, you should know exactly how much a jug of liquor costs. It is stratified according to the quality of the liquor, and even ordinary people can afford it."

"And a magic crystal the size of a thumb costs 2 gold. It's not like we haven't done the experiment of submerging the magic crystal in water, right? The result - there are, but the magic level is slightly lower , I can’t understand it at all.”

"The magic crystal is impossible, so what is the reason?" Candice was completely confused.

While the two of them were talking, they didn't notice the abnormality on the face of the blond man beside them.

Truman squeezed the clay jug tightly in his hand, the white body of the jug blended into his white silk gloves, and his thumb repeatedly groped for an uneven place.

"The design of this bottle is interesting." His voice was soft, as if he said it casually.

Both the mentor and Candice were stunned for a moment, the former leaned slightly to examine it carefully.The body of the pot is slightly rough and very textured.On the tip of Truman's thumb, there are four inlays of "Nianhua Tavern" in special characters, with a branch of bamboo attached to it.

"Really!" Candice was surprised and couldn't help praising.She failed to notice the smoldering glint in Truman's eyes above her head.

The baijiu produced by Nianhua caused a sensation in the four continents, especially the widespread attention of magicians of all races.

On the other side, the producer himself - Holly, sat face to face with Dragon Wing Fort and Dragon Lord.

"Bring it up, Pavel."

In response, Pavel brought up a square box wrapped in purple silk cloth. The contents inside seemed to be quite heavy, and the guard carefully and gently placed it on the table.

"Your tea, Mr. Hawley." After filling Donovan's teacup with ice cubes of sugar water, the butler took another pot of hot water and poured it on the wet tea leaves that had been strained once.

This is the method of Nianhua Tavern, and after running to Longyi Fort many times, the housekeeper entertained him more and more attentively each time.

"Go down first, White." Donovan raised his chin.

"Yes, my lord."

After the butler completely closed the door of the meeting room, Pavel removed the silk cloth and opened the box.

When the things inside the box are revealed, they look more delicate and beautiful under the sunlight and beeswax candle light in the hall.There are several pieces of white and slightly turbid transparent spar, inside which swims like fine-grained fish.

Donovan stared closely at Holly's expression: apart from the most common admiration, he didn't see the slightest abnormality on the boy's face.Only then did he look back, and slowly said: "Do you know this thing?"

"My lord, I don't know it. It's the most beautiful spar I've ever seen." Holly flattered her.

However, Donovan didn't intend to introduce the spar to Holly at this time, so he asked, "Do you have something to tell me?"

"Yes, my lord."

Speaking of this, Hawley moved his buttocks and sat towards Donovan, who also fetched a stack of parchment.Thick and heavy, it is really inconvenient to carry, he thought.

"Please take a look. This is a summary of the records of my experiment with Luzhou-flavor liquor at the distillery for more than a month."

Hawley made a special trip to draw the table, due to the time and amount of work, he couldn't draw the tree diagram.Besides, no matter how soul-drawing the hand is, he can still do it with some neat formatting and vertical lines.

After taking the parchment, Donovan silently glanced at the form without saying a word.

This method is very good, at least for reading and recording, it is very intuitive and clear.He silently calculated in his heart that sooner or later he would teach his subordinates this seemingly strange but actually very useful grid method.

"From different raw materials, to the degree of refinement and method of brewing, we have made detailed records. The last page is the summary and the final result."

Hawley explained the situation, and Donovan flipped through the paper in response.

"By sorting out and summarizing the results, we found that the root cause of the magic in liquor lies in the raw materials.

"Among them, in the brewing process, the control of fineness is an indirect influencing factor. The finer it is, the more magic can be aroused.

"Similarly, if the content of raw materials is higher, the content of magic will also be higher."

Holly paused for a moment, took a deep breath, straightened his back even more, and said solemnly to the dragon lord: "My lord, as for the raw materials... Only locally produced sorghum rice grains can produce magic power."

The other party's expression seemed to have been expected, and there were no surprises.Hawley was even more certain that Donovan had found the source.

After browsing the content for a while, putting away the notebook, Donovan turned his attention to the spar.

"Pick up a piece, Holly," he said.

Pavel looked up in surprise: "My lord..."

"It's okay, I allow him to try." Donovan replied bluntly.

Holly was confused, but he still reached out his hand tentatively, and touched a smaller spar with his fingertips.He held it in the palm of his hand without any feeling.

"Pour your light element into it."

He had no choice but to listen to the lord's instructions, he was deeply guarded, and only let the light into the thread.Fortunately, the spar is small, and this element is enough.

The stone in his palm was as bright as a light bulb, which hurt Holly's eyes.

"Now you can absorb them."

Following the instructions, Holly gathered some microelements.But the light in the spar is like a fish that has been trapped in a pond for a long time, and now it has found the exit: struggling to drill through the passage, even if it cannot be stopped, it rushes into the river in his body.

His eyes widened instantly, and his expression was exactly the same as when he drank the magic liquor.

Had

For the first time, even though I was shocked, I should be more or less resistant from now on.

Holly came back to his senses quickly. He looked at the spar in his palm, and then at Donovan's calm eyes, enlightened.

"Because it's... is it, my lord?" he asked as usual.

"Yeah." Donovan nodded lightly, "Last time you said that the sorghum was bought in the Manzema area, and sorghum is being planted near the Rodwa hills."

"I sent some people to investigate, and they found the existence of magic crystals in the ground."

Donovan's tone was light, as if this was just a trivial matter of discovering ordinary ore resources.

Of course Hawley wanted to think so, and just as he was almost on the verge of acquiescing, a little memory flashed through his mind.

White, slightly transparent hedron... Contains magic... Fusion of all elements... Subterranean...

All internal organs seemed to start to tremble, and Holly's whole body seemed to be sucked into his soul by something.

His lips were also trembling, veins popped out of his forehead, he clenched his fists tightly, and the spar resisted in its palm—either the palm would be scratched with blood, or he would crush it into powder.

Donovan and Pavel noticed the abnormality of the boy, the former frowned slightly, and Pavel woke him up: "Holly?"

With a tremor in his neck, Holly was instantly awake, but his face was still pale.

"Are you OK?"

"Thank you for your concern, sir. I'm fine." He bowed his head in thanks, his clenched fist still not loosening, "It's just that I've had a bad stomach recently, and my stomach suddenly hurt just now."

Pavel was dubious, seeing that the lord did not express much, so he stopped talking.

When he looked up again, Holly had tried his best to suppress his impulse.

His tone was solemn and sincere: "My lord, you know the importance of spar better than I do."

"It will bring infinite benefits to Lost Isle, and at the same time, it will come with too many potential dangers."

Donovan didn't move, he nodded slightly, motioning for Holly to continue talking.

"In my humble opinion, my lord, the spar cannot be exposed to the sun for the time being. No spar has been found in other places, so we might as well wait a little longer."

"If the news is released too early, the Lost Island will become the target of public criticism. You know what I mean, now the light camp and the dark camp are about to move."

Pavel, who was listening to the conversation next to him, obviously didn't expect that a black-haired boy would pay so much attention to this matter; moreover, he would think so much about it in a short period of time.

"Yes, I understand your worries." Donovan's eyes were complicated, and Hawley could see the most obvious appreciation from them. "I have sent people to block the news across the island."

I hope so, Holly couldn't help feeling panic and sadness in his heart.

That night, the knights escorted him back to the main city as usual.Unlike usual, the little boss tonight seemed to be preoccupied and stopped chatting with them.

The atmosphere along the way was a bit heavier than the night.

Hawley wanted to break free from the memory of his past life, but this summer night made him feel more desolate than late autumn.

The crickets were noisy, and the cicadas were noisy. At one moment, he was so angry that he wanted to wipe out all these non-stop chirping things;

"Did you escape your fate?" said the Cricket.

"You have been shrouded in its shadow." Cicada laughed.

Is that just an ordinary and special spar?

——It's called "Polar Stone". In his previous life, Hawley had the time to tease it as the mid-range version of Magic Crystal.

Jishi, Jishi, he thought resentfully.This thing eventually became the dog of the light and dark camp biting the dog's bone.

The extreme stone in the previous life appeared about three years later, and it was five years before the news was completely known.It's just that it's not the Lost Island, but another unknown island.

It is said that the entire island is made of pole stones, but it is not known whether the same is true for the Lost Island.Swap the two, and the bones can become bigger and fatter.

The first camp war that spread on a large scale and officially issued a letter of war to each other was scheduled to take place on that island.

The good name is: revenge.In fact, they want to compete for resources.

He died in that battle.

When he was reborn, he completely changed the ending of his master, flapping the butterfly wings countless times.After going around and around, God actually sent him this "big gift".

He wobbled on the horse, his buttocks and thighs were slightly sore and painful.

Looking from a distance, Nianhua Tavern is closed, but the light is still on.

Fuck it, Holly thought.What Truman, what polestone, what faction war, he is a person who died once, afraid of these things?

Can it be delayed, try to hide the Lost Island as much as possible before the other extreme stones show up?

It's just a war, and it doesn't matter if he dies again.Those who live in Nianhua must protect them even if they are desperate.

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