Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

As soon as the results of the investigation came out, not only the noble circle, but also the entire main city of Qiuta was blown up.

People discussed with each other in horror. Before that, they almost believed that Nianhua Tavern and black magic were inseparable from the information passed on by word of mouth.

During this period, this matter became an indispensable topic of conversation in their daily life.Except for a small group of people who are really worried about Nian Hua, most of the rest of the people are optimistic about how Nian Hua will end.

However, the facts were not only unexpected, but also disappointing.

Naturally, there are many people who have doubts about the results and even raise objections.

"Didn't someone testify back then that Boss Nianhua's younger brother is a dark elf who came out of the dark cave and was born with a curse of black magic? How come it has nothing to do with black magic?"

They didn't dare to point their swords at the nobles and the monks of the Holy See of Light, so they insisted on this point, and the rumors spread wildly.

Many people have also paid attention to this point. For a long time, preconceived prejudices have blinded their eyes and thinking.

Some people are upset and want to ask for a real explanation.

The next day, many magicians who couldn't stand it came forward to explain.

"If Lao Tzu's magic is really black magic... Huh, I hope that's the case, otherwise I can't curse all those bastards who confuse black and white and spread rumors!" red.

The noisy tavern was full of yelling and drinking, he ignored it and stepped on his chair, as if to point out the situation.

"You! That's right, the person who was yelling just now is you, right? Never mind, anyway, I heard someone buzzing like a fly with my own ears: it's a dark cave, it's black magic, it's a curse..."

"Listen, the thing I'm pinching right now is called the dark element - again, it's the so-called dark element in the dark cave! It's about black magic like your head and your ass, understand?

"Or do you mean your butt is on your head?... What do you mean, why didn't you explain it clearly at the beginning? Did anyone listen to what I said at that time? Ah?! Open your mouth a little, and you can wait for me to be dragged to purify right away!"

In the tavern, many people were silent—just like the people who heard the magician explain in other corners.

They are silent, like a natural dumb, never speak, and continue to work and live as if nothing had happened.

Years of prejudice will not disappear in an instant, but the voices of many magicians have broken the stubborn stone in the hearts of the people.

The effect that Holly wants to achieve is basically the same.

He didn't expect people to understand immediately and not confuse the dark elements with black magic at all.

At least, now a step has been taken.The rest is left to people to digest slowly.

The main problem he needs to solve is to get rid of the relationship between Nianhua and black magic, and that is enough.

There are still a few days before Nianhua can open, and they are busy decorating the store and preparing for many tasks before opening.

The employees happily hung up colored lanterns, especially the one they made by themselves, hanging high above the eaves.

"Brother, look quickly, there is my name at the bottom!" Heidi looked at her lantern and handed it to Eric on the long ladder.

Eric swept his tail, boasted "yes" perfunctorily, and immediately hung up the lantern, making Heidi purse her mouth in anger.

The older the brothers and sisters of the leopard clan grow up, the more their personalities resemble each other—Eric grows from a bluffing boy to a calm and cautious man; Heidi also grows from a shy little girl to a slim and graceful Lively and cheerful girl.

The atmosphere in Nian Hua Nei had a profound impact on their growth.They regard it as a writer, and even become a part of it themselves.

"Don't quarrel with your brother, he has a lot to do." The deer head bartender fished Heidi aside with a braised duck neck.

They looked at each other from time to time, giggling and laughing, tacitly knowing what the other was up to.

"I was so relieved yesterday!" Heidi lowered her voice and said excitedly.

Miss Lushou looked at her with a smile, recalling yesterday's situation in her mind:

Two days ago, I finally waited for the person who came to investigate.

And Boss Hawley had quietly hinted to them in advance that among the group of people investigating, there might be some who took the opportunity to make trouble and get involved.

They thought for a moment: reasonable!So everyone raised their vigilance and kept a close eye on every move of the comers with the posture of catching mice.

Wherever the monks went, they followed them like ghosts.

Boss Hawley specifically ordered that the ice cubes be taken out as soon as the sun was shining to cool down every corner. The tavern was a bit colder than the outside.

When people come, first take them to other ordinary places, search carefully for two days,

As for why it says "normal"...

Yesterday, there were only two places left untouched; one was the kitchen, and the other was the ice cellar.

Perhaps because of too much pressure in the first two days, when entering the kitchen, the monks asked to dismiss some of the staff, leaving only a few to accompany them.

As soon as they entered the kitchen, the monks felt as if they had stepped into a huge furnace.

There was thick fog billowing inside, and it was so hot that people's hands and feet immediately itched, and something seemed to be crawling under the skin.

Some monks couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

Holly replied in a normal way: "Everyone is just in time for the meal, and the rice of all the employees is steamed here. There are also rice wine in the other pots, which is perfect for drinking warm in winter."

After all, he added: "If you don't mind, I sincerely invite you to stay in the shop for a meal, as a thank you for your three days of hard work."

In the next few sentences, the monks have the right to think that he is farting.

There is no way to turn off the fire in the stove, and it is impossible to prevent a group of people outside from having lunch... so they started to leave in resentment, holding back their grievances.

When a group of people were so hot that their cheeks were flushed and their breathing hadn’t fully recovered, Hawley continued to lead them into the ice cellar non-stop—almost all the wine that could be refrigerated was stuffed into it.

It’s okay if there is no comparison. Once the high temperature of the previous stove is set off, many monks will be shaken into sieves when they go directly into the ice cellar at this moment.

Experience the two worlds of ice and fire. When the monks stepped out of the ice cellar as if fleeing, their faces were pale and their lips were almost purple.

The internal organs slowly woke up in the bone-chilling chill, and then they smelled a strong fragrance.

——An ecstatic vegetable fragrance.

Seeing them appear, the employees flocked forward one after another, making as much noise as house sparrows, chirping about the results.

Some people were still carrying rice and asking questions while eating.

At that time, they were dizzy and their hands and feet were cold. They almost collapsed in the crowd of employees and the noise.

Miss Lushou witnessed a monk's tears rolling in her eyes.

The monks' physical and psychological defenses broke down for a while, and they had no choice but to respond on the spot.

The wrist of the person holding the pen was trembling slightly, writing down the results of the investigation.Hawley asked them to make another copy, and sent an employee to post it at the door.

Of course, Miss Lushou understands very well that even if her boss seems a little unreasonable and mischievous today, he is still an excellent human being.

Boss Hawley presented each monk with a bowl of warm ginger soup to drive away the cold, and gave each monk a pot of new things.

"I looked at the group of monks with their feet fluttering, and they looked so pitiful." Miss Lushou sighed.

Heidi sucked the duck's neck leisurely, knowing that she still had something to say.

"But when I think that there may be people who are not good for Nianhua... I think this sacrifice is worth it, and I will go back and pray for them at worst."

Heidi laughed so loudly that her throat was almost stuck in broken bones.She is careful and has been paying close attention to this matter with her brother.

In fact, although there is no evidence, Heidi secretly guessed that Nianhua's slander may have something to do with the Holy See.

It's not an unfounded sixth sense, but she faintly sensed it through the conversations and actions of Boss Hawley and Brother Wilmer.

So everything that happened yesterday made Heidi very happy, and she let out a bad breath!

My brother went to the wine shop with Uncle Bobby yesterday. After returning home, she asked Eric, and the situation of the two sides was basically the same!

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A few days later, Nianhua and the coming spring came back to life together.

The tavern and other stores basically haven't changed much. The only thing that is different from the past is the round and fat lanterns that look like apples.

Many people wanted to see what Nian Hua would say, so they rushed to join in the fun.As a result, they didn't hear any other expressions.

In other words, people didn't hear what they wanted to hear: such as crying out for grievances, waiting in silence, and so on.

Nianhua Tavern was silent, but not completely silent.

The boss launched a series of activities, collectively called: "Happy New Year".

A nobleman was puzzled, booked a private room on the second floor, sat in it, and asked the bartender for details.

The bartender was busy with the matter at hand, and replied with a smile: "Let me just explain it to you from the beginning!"

He brought a pot and poured hot soup into it: "The intention of the boss to launch these activities is to compensate the diners who once supported Nianhua."

"At the same time, the boss said that he would not blame those people affected by the rumors. On the contrary, they are welcome to come to Nianhua to buy some wine and food at any time, and taste it for themselves."

"Look, our new medicinal wines are all good things! These medicinal wines and medicinal diets will be sold at a reduced price in the near future, and we hardly make any money."

In another wing, Hawley sat at the table with Baron Sam.

"I can hardly afford to support my employees." Holly answered the impact of the price reduction of medicinal liquor in a teasing tone.

Sam spat out the chicken bones and laughed and scolded him for exaggerating.

"How on earth did you come up with these things?" Sam took a sip of the Golden Buddha wine, and then glanced at the hot and bubbling herbal chicken on the table.

"It doesn't count what I created, including movable type printing, which was invented by a gentleman named 'Cai Lun'."

Sam thought to himself: It's strange that you can remember who invented and improved movable type printing and papermaking, but can't remember where you came from.

But he didn't say it after all, because Sam knew very well that some things were beyond his knowledge, and he was not allowed to be known by more people.

"After all your hard work today, in ten years, no one will be as fancy as you are in organizing events for the tavern!"

"There are more 'tricks' tomorrow." Hawley said with a smile.

"Hey!" Baron Sam was solidly surprised.

"You put in so much effort, it's almost a festival, just want to promote the event?"

"No," Hawley shook his head, "quite the opposite."

"Oh?"

"Promotion is just something added to it, but it's just an active atmosphere. It can even be stripped out of this festival."

"What's the point of that?"

what's the point...

Holly lowered his eyes. He looked exhausted, closing his eyes and resting his mind. He was silent for a while.

Suddenly, Holly slowly opened his lips, his voice slightly hoarse.

"In order to bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new year; I wish that the coming year will be smooth and rainy, the whole family will be happy, and everyone will be happy and healthy..."

For, the hometown that he can never go back to.

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