Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

Fiatina's eyes stayed on the books, and she blinked in astonishment.

——Tara Bartending Encyclopedia.

There really is this book.

"This is what I got by accident when I was younger, and the bartending knowledge recorded on it is also perfect enough. Thinking back to the past, I also fantasized about being a bartender to spend my old age, but..."

Having said this, Kosche paused, shaking his head slightly, and did not continue talking.

"Just what?"

Provence asked curiously, and Fiatina pulled Provence's big tail.

This Mr. Kocher is obviously unwilling to recall the past, and Provence's questioning is obviously inappropriate.

"Haha, it's nothing. Just complaining about others will not end well. People have to look forward after all."

But Kesche smiled heartily, tactfully changed the topic, and then pushed the Taila Bartending Encyclopedia in front of Fiatina.

"Please take it together."

"How much should I pay?"

Fiatina hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand from behind Provence, gathered the book and a set of tools, and raised her head to ask in doubt.

"Priceless...don't get me wrong, I mean, you don't have to pay any money."

Kosher waved his hand.

"As I said, this store is only open to those who are destined, miss, they are yours now, they are all yours, and there is no need to pay a penny for them."

"It doesn't make sense."

Fia Tina frowned slightly, "This should be a transaction, and we should be equal in the transaction."

"But besides trading, there is another way, called gifting, isn't it?"

Kosche's face didn't change, he turned around, picked up a silver modulator from the counter behind him, and put it on the table.

Bottles of wine were neatly placed behind the transparent glass on the counter. Kosche took out one of the bottles from the counter, picked up the old-fashioned corkscrew placed on the counter, and placed the corkscrew on the wine on, give it a slight twist.

"So, I'm going to open my tavern, do you still plan to stop here?"

The not too strong aroma of the wine wafted from the wine bottle. While pouring the wine in the bottle into the blender, Kosche asked the two girls who were still standing in front of the counter and looked at him,

"Or, do you plan to stay and have a drink before leaving?"

"...I'd better go first."

Fiatina paused, put the bartending tools and Tara's bartending book into her arms, and nodded to Kosche.

This kind of place always gave her a depressing feeling. Fiatina didn't like it here, and she didn't want to stay here any longer.

Provence flicked his tail, looked back and forth between Kesche and Fiatina, and finally nodded to Kesche.

"Then I won't stay any longer, shall I go first?"

"No delivery."

Koche smiled and waved to Provence.

The tavern has its own outer door, and the outer door leads to another alley. The outside of the alley is the other side of the commercial street, and Fiatina and Provence can easily find their way out.

Kesche stopped what he was doing, watched Fiatina gradually disappear into the shadow of the alley, and rubbed his chin.

"Syracuse is sick. In this land, complaining about others will not end well. There is a cycle of karma in the world. People here have always been bound. People who come here to seek hope will soon die of despair. Becoming a ghost, it's just a matter of time...everyone is like that because they usually don't come to their senses and don't know when the retribution will fall, you are very interesting, Fiatina, amazing , but only mediocre."

End of talking to myself.

Kosche lowered his head again, concentrating on mixing his own wine.

"Ok?"

His movements stopped again, and a few Syracuse gold coins stuck under the silver modulator at some point. Kesche was slightly dazed, and after a while, he let out a hearty laugh.

"Okay, I retract my preface. You are special, Fiatina. I think there must be a reason for a person to be different. There is no need to say more."

......

"Where are you going next?"

Fiatina asked Provence beside her.

They came out of that gloomy looking place safely, and Fiatina breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that the atmosphere of the store with a strange name was more terrifying than Wu Lian's horror castle.

"Huh? Me?"

Provence pointed to himself in surprise.

"Don't you want to bring a little gift for yourself and your friends? Can't buy it in that store? Why don't you look elsewhere?"

Fiatina nodded and said it as a matter of course.

With the help of Provence, I bought what I wanted, so it is reasonable for Fiatina to stay with Provence for a while, right?What's more, Fiatina doesn't want to leave this big tail yet.

It feels really good.

"Really? Then let's go! Oh——!"

Chapter 70 The Taste of Happiness

"Fiafea, this way!"

Provence excitedly waved at Fia Tina, and Fia Tina quickly followed Provence's pace.

"Huh... haven't you found what you want yet?"

"Of course not, the most important thing in choosing a gift is to be careful!"

Provence waved a finger.

"I understand the truth...but you are too careful!"

Fia Tina covered her face, and complained a little speechlessly, she recalled the road she followed Provence, and she was about to walk from the west block to the north block!

Along the way, she basically visited all the big and small shops and street stalls, and even a few cheap hair clips made her hesitate for a long time. Fia Tina was really desperate.

Not only that, she didn't even miss the snacks on the side of the road. Fiadina was dragged to eat several snacks and snacks. Fiadina's current state is that her legs hurt, her stomach is full, and she is tired.

Going on like this, she will become the first Sarkaz to walk to death.

Fia Tina felt like crying.

"Let's take a break."

Seeming to see Fia Tina's pain, Provence scratched his head in embarrassment, and Fia Tina nodded quickly.

They randomly found a common chair and sat down. Provence found a large water bottle from the small bag and handed it to Fiatina. Take a big gulp.

"Gurrrrrr...ha! So cool."

After drinking enough water, Fiatina wiped her mouth in satisfaction, put the lid on the water bottle and put it aside, Provence's tail flicked and flung it into Fiatina's arms.

Fiatina immediately laid her whole body on the floor and let out a long and comfortable breath.

"Thank you for walking with me for so long today."

Provence propped her hands on her sides, and her too big tail prevented her from leaning her entire back on the back of the chair. She turned her head and smiled faintly at Fiatina.

"It's nothing."

Suddenly being thanked solemnly, Fiatina felt a little embarrassed. She hugged Provence's big tail and stroked it restlessly with her hands.

"This is today's thank you."

Provence suddenly stuffed a small purple bracelet into Fiatina's hand, and a warm smile like a spring breeze bloomed on her face.

"This......"

Fiatina took the bracelet subconsciously, she was slightly dazed, and just about to say something, Provence tapped her lips with the index finger of her right hand.

"You are not allowed to refuse? This is the proof of our friendship."

"I see."

Fiatina turned her head away from Provence's finger, turned her face away and muttered, her pretty face flushed slightly, but her heart was warm.

"Happy time is really short."

Provence put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky that had turned into a gorgeous fiery cloud. The orange light heralded the coming of the kingdom of night.

Provence flicked his tail lightly, and Fiatina understood, and immediately let go of her tail.

As expected, Provence's tail got out of Fiatina's arms. She stood up, put her hands behind her back and turned around, and bowed slightly to face Fiatina.

"My vacation is coming to an end, see you next time, okay?"

"Ah."

Fiatina nodded.

This is not the first time she faced parting, but she still couldn't help but feel a little depressed. She put the bracelet that Provence gave her on her hand, and Fiatina lowered her head and said softly,

"Then see you later?"

"Goodbye."

Provence is still smiling. She has always had this expression since the first time we met. She always seems to be cheerful, bringing optimism and hope to everyone.

She waved at Fia Tina, then turned and left.

Fia Tina thinks this is a chance encounter.

They have very different lives. Provence needs to face terrible natural disasters and relics of natural disasters. Probably from the beginning, they cannot go forward as fellow travelers.

"Oops, it's all over."

Watching the back of Provence go away, Fiatina looked at the sky, the fire cloud of sparks had gradually dimmed, Fiatina screamed inwardly, she turned around and ran back to the pharmacy.

......

"So, you went out shopping all afternoon, just to buy these things?"

Shirtel pointed to the bartending utensils placed on the table and put in plastic bags by Susuluo.

"...Yes!"

Fiadina hesitated for a moment, feeling that she should be tougher, she agreed with her chest out.

"What about my ice cream?"

Stuart frowned slightly.

"what......"

Fia Tina's momentum weakened again. She really planned to buy some ice cream to bring back to Shirtel at the beginning, but she posted all the gold coins on her body to the strange shopkeeper who called everything. All the money I spent was spent buying snacks and drinks with Provence on the roadside.

However, how did Shirtel know that Fiatina went out to buy ice cream?

"Su Suluo told me that I couldn't find you this afternoon, so I asked where you were going."

As if seeing the confusion in Fiatina's eyes, Shirter sighed. She gently rubbed Fiatina's head, lifted Levatin and the plastic bag on the table,

"If you don't buy it, don't buy it. I'll let you make it for me when I get home. Anyway, the ice cream outside is not as good as yours."

"Eh?"

Fia Tina blinked, today Shirtel seems to be particularly easy to talk?

"What are you doing standing still?"

Shirtel held the bag and Levatin in the same hand, stretched out his free right hand to Fiadina, motioned for Fiadina to hold his hand,

"Let's go home."

Fia Tina was stunned for a moment, and then a faint smile appeared on her face.

She stretched out her hand, took Shirtel's hand, and rubbed her cheek on Shirtel's shoulder.

"Why do you seem so clingy today?"

"I've always been like this?"

"is it?"