Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

Pedestrians are in a hurry, and the streets are as noisy as ever.Across the door, the Nianhua Tavern was quiet.

Wilmer came to the backyard, and a few tall evergreen plants covered a figure.

The figure curled up by the small pond, its short black hair swaying gently with the ripples of the water.He was pulling a branch and leaf towards the surface of the pond, and the red fish in the pond were scurrying around.

Hawley's appearance made Wilmer feel lonely no matter how he looked at it.

Even though he is quite big, with his squatting appearance and funny Xiaoyu posture, no matter how you look at him, he looks like a village bully who specializes in bullying children.

"Nianhua is not open today?" Wilmer walked over and knelt down beside him.He couldn't support his body firmly on his feet like Holly, so he could only kneel on one knee.

"Ah..." Hawley was a little dazed, as if he had just realized that Wilmer had returned.

He squeezed the branch tightly and moved his leg to one side.

Wilmer: ...?

Wilmer followed him to move to the left, but unexpectedly, the other party avoided it again.

The only sound left in the backyard was the wind, the rustling of leaves, and the faint noise of people outside.

The silence makes the fish in the pond afraid to swim, seize the opportunity, and jump away with a swish.

After all, unable to withstand the pressure of his gaze, Holly turned his head with difficulty, colliding with Wilmer's gaze.

The latter said nothing, and he kept silently staring with his eyes.There was a bit of resentment between her brows and eyes, her red eyes were very clear, and her thin lips were slightly pursed.

A sense of guilt suddenly surged in Holly's heart.

"You're avoiding me."——He smacked out these words from Wilmer's handsome face that was too powerful.

Pulling his eyes away in embarrassment, Holly cleared his throat.

"Hmm...it's nothing." He said with a tense voice, "Someone came to inform me this morning that the store and wine shop will be closed for a few days, and they will search carefully for anything related to black magic."

"Whose person? The lord?" Wilmer saw Holly's inexplicably red ears, and his depression disappeared instantly.

"Lord Donovan intervened, but he was basically a member of the Church of Light."

Hearing this, Wilmer snorted coldly and told Holly everything that happened in the morning.

Holly frowned frequently.When it came to business, his awkwardness disappeared without a trace.

What happened was bizarre, but not particularly unexpected.

"According to your description, Shelley must have committed suicide." He stroked his chin and said.

"Whether it's her own wish or the intention of the people behind it, in fact, according to the current situation, it doesn't seem so important anymore."

"But it would be very bad for us if we let it go," Wilmer said.

Of course he understood what Wilmer meant: Shelley's death, regardless of suicide, would push this incident to a higher level again.At that time, the public will be furious, and people will always need to find an outlet—especially in this era where there are not so many legal constraints, I don’t know what will happen.

The problem is that there is not enough evidence to fully prove himself-of course, the "participants" have no evidence to prove that Nianhua "poisoned".

He said helplessly: "Now they want to take the opportunity to stumble, such as sealing up the tavern... Do you know? I have been waiting for them here for a whole morning. A single letter with a seal sent this morning, others, even a ghost There is no shadow."

"The letter didn't say when they were going to come, or when they planned to start a formal investigation. I guess they will delay forever."

Holly's fingertips crushed the leaves, and the juice clings to the skin, like a blood-sucking insect.

Unexpectedly, Wilmer asked suddenly; "Then have you had breakfast?"

"Ang... huh? No." Holly responded slowly.After finishing speaking, he felt a little guilty again, because the fierce light of condemnation in the other party's eyes couldn't be hidden.

He watched as Wilmer took out a long, cylindrical object from his pocket.

Several layers of thin cloth wrap it tightly, and when the last leaf is taken apart, the plump and shiny rice grains are revealed.

"Rice balls?" Holly felt really surprised, "I don't remember making rice balls recently, could it be..."

Wilmer smiled.

"Eat, I have already eaten before going out."

Speaking of which, rice balls originated in the Han Dynasty, and they were originally a convenient food prepared for marching.

When the Nianhua Tavern was just launched—or the first-class recipes were in Donovan’s hands, the dragon lord immediately ordered his soldiers to prepare them. After suffering for a long time, the cooking soldiers made a special trip to his restaurant to eat and cry.

Holly took it slowly and took a bite.

The rice grains look soft and glutinous, but it is another kind of Q-bomb that is chewy in the mouth.The rice grains are a little loose, but the flaws are not concealed: because the fried dough sticks dipped in sugar and white sesame wrapped in it are particularly fragrant, and the nose is full of aroma.

There was a soft "creak" sound from the back molars, it was crisp dried radish.The meat floss is connected with silk, adding a unique saltiness to the slightly sweet aroma.

Sweet and salty intertwined without conflict, rich taste.

Holly was biting, chewing.During the whole process, the two did not speak.After swallowing the last bite, he said, "It's delicious."

In the past, the other party often praised himself in different ways. Wilmer knew that it was just encouragement.He could clearly perceive the praise at this moment, it was a heartfelt admiration.

Wilmer laughed, silently, but happily.

His long and curled eyelashes are trembling, and the light in his eyes is very dazzling.

Just a little too sweet, Hawley added to himself.

I don't know if it's Wilmer or the rice ball.Even though he couldn't understand better, rice balls are actually moderately sweet.

Holly suppressed the impulse in his heart... This impulse had disturbed him last night.

He turned his heart over and over, dissecting half the night.

Then, he silently stuffed the things that didn't work back.If it wasn't impossible to throw it away, I wish I could throw this thing out of the window immediately, dig a hole and bury it.

After half a night of contemplation, he came to the conclusion: there is something wrong with the heart, and the specific failure is that the heart rate tends to speed up in front of specific objects, causing dysfunction.

The specific object was a certain skeleton smiling brightly in front of him, and at the moment, his heart was beating wildly.

Hawley couldn't figure it out, he could barely be considered single for three lifetimes, why would he be defeated by the wind and rain?

Heartbeat is normal, object is not normal.That's the child he personally nursed—er, probably so—the brother who fought with swords in the previous life!

The inexplicable fall, if you insist on counting, you can't figure out when it started.It can only be said that what the other party said last night completely broke the line of defense.

Junior?That's natural.From beginning to end, he viewed Wilmer from the perspective of his elders.Until last night's remarks, Hawley was caught off guard and understood: Wilmer is already a charming adult man who can take charge of himself.

When he realized this, it undoubtedly had the biggest impact on Hawley.

Panic, uneasiness, relief, and a kind of wildly spreading, overwhelming emotion, such as finally waiting for the stone wall to burst and drown him.

Like a child thrown into an open space, he is anxious to deal with strange emotions.

He woke up very early today, but he didn't sleep well at all.He heard Wilmer's footsteps—even the footsteps were disconcerting.Even from the bedroom, he hid in a daze just now.

Can't think about it anymore... He can't take the ball of wool apart for a while.

Fortunately, Wilmer saved him in one sentence: "Next, what are you going to do?"

Holly's eyes no longer followed the opponent, but turned to Yu Yu.

He stared intently for a moment, then said slowly: "First of all, we have already confirmed that the person behind the knife is from the Holy See of Light."

"Do you remember? Not long ago, Donovan reminded me that Quentin is now a prisoner, remember to take extra precautions, and be careful that the other party jumps over the wall in a hurry and attacks me.

"It's just that none of us would have imagined that Quentin would use such indecent means... You're right, he is under the control of others, and he can't implement any more efficient and advanced measures." Holly twitched his lips.

"Moreover, once we have the premise and know the purpose, we can prescribe the right medicine."

"His target is you," Wilmer said.His tone was cold, and his soul core trembled faintly.

"Yes."

"Why? Because of Donovan?"

"Maybe," Hawley shrugged, "Quentin thinks too much of me for Donovan. He thought that using Nianhua to control me would make me submit to him, and then use it to threaten Donovan. "

"He doesn't seem to have any real power in Lost Island now, but anyway, the diocese belongs to the Holy See of Light, backed by the entire camp organization, and he himself is one of the elders.

"Sending people to investigate and deal with Nianhua in such a 'fair and fair' manner at present, it really seems like we want to kill us...Why do you have such an expression that you can't wait to kill the old man right away? Why are you so angry?"

Hawley was very happy, but made Wilmer more angry.

"I should have seen your virtues clearly when I was hunted down on the Sienna." - Wilmer whispered in his heart, his face changed from rain to cloudiness, secretly sulking.

"Well, the immediate priority is to try to stop the current trend as much as possible. 'Transformation' would be a more appropriate word."

"You have an idea?"

Wilmer faltered as he tapped his knuckles with his thumb.

"I have to discuss it with Lord Donovan first." Hawley smiled narrowly.

"By the way, I almost forgot to ask you. Did you let that trafficker go so easily?"

Wilmer learned from him not to speak, and only responded with a meaningful smile.

……

Hawley didn't say anything, but Wilmer couldn't bear to think for himself.

The two waited until it was dark, but did not expect people from the Guangming Church to come to "visit".

On the contrary, Bobby rushed over after hearing the news, grabbed his apprentice Haosheng and questioned him, then picked up the epee and hurried to the other side of the winery.

Hawley was so scared that he thought his old man was going to fight people desperately, and would beat up anyone who came to search.

These people, who are over half a hundred years old, have to be as brave as they were when they were young, swinging the sword twice more, and still have to bend their waists?

After going to sea with Captain Alena for so long, the little old man was tanned black and red, and the vicissitudes on his face even surpassed his age.

"No, no, no, I must go and watch, and I can't let them do anything wrong." Bobby waved his hand, closed his ears, and refused to listen to the persuasion.

Holly felt something was wrong.

"Not many people are willing to buy wine, what should we do if the wine cellar is full?" He sighed seemingly casually.

Immediately, there was a "gudong" sound of swallowing saliva from Bobby's end.

The tea could not be drunk anymore, Bobby raised his sword and drew his legs again, and swung out the door of the tavern like the wind.

"It's okay to go late, in case those people wait to go to the wine shop..."

Holly was as motionless as a mountain, with no waves on his expression.

After taking a sip of tea, he called for someone.

"Go to the winery and send a message to move the excess inventory of the winery into Nianhua as quickly as possible."

Anyway, the warehouse usually used to store vegetables has been emptied, and the cool room is useless.

In the past, they were dedicated to delivering food for the nobles, but now the employees who are specially used to communicate between the tavern and the winery nodded silently.

As expected of the boss... He was as quiet as a chicken after listening to the whole process.

Before leaving, the employee's brother glanced at the boss, and saw the back figure of his achievements and fame hidden in the afterglow of the setting sun.

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Holly: "That's my baby!"

A certain rabbit who was secretly sulking raised his ears: big tits?What tits are big?

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Master Bobby strongly condemns apprentice Baiyanlang for fishing and law enforcement!