The Red Age of Sword and Magic

Chapter 30 Meeting Henry for the First Time
"Woo! Woo!"

When Randy wakes up in the stateroom of the liner Dedicated, still reeking of alcohol.Before going to bed last night, he tried to take a sip of Baihua Honey Brew, and when he woke up he felt refreshed, and his magic power increased by a large amount.

Looking at the sky, it was only early in the morning, and the passenger ship had already passed Jinling, emitting black smoke, and continued to set off for the upper reaches of the river.

It seems that Randy's physical fitness is better than expected, and he just slept through the night.According to Ke Ke, her grandfather and father are ordinary people, who would sleep all day after taking a sip of this stuff.

The reason why Randy lived in the stateroom was not just because he was afraid that he would fall asleep after drinking the fairy wine, and it was not because he would become corrupt with money, but because there was an unstable factor in his pet badge.

Ah Hua was sobering up inside, and she might run out sometime.If A Hua suddenly appeared in the middle of the night while huddling with the poor in the Datong shop in the lower deck, it would definitely cause a commotion.

It is said that those who can have high-level monsters as pets are high-level people, and most of them want to charter the entire boat.Randy is already quite thrifty.

This kind of coal-fired passenger ship does not need magic power. Although the most precise components of the engine inside are processed, the magic knife is also needed to assist, but that is a one-time investment, and it is usually completed by the goblin servants of alchemists. Not high.

Therefore, the ferry tickets are quite cheap this year.When he came here, Randy slept in a full bunk, and the boat ticket from Baling to Jiyang was only five silver coins.Now it's only two gold coins to fly in the stateroom on the return trip, which is still affordable.

Another advantage of living in a stateroom is that you can go to the restaurant for free.With Randy's appetite, it is estimated that he can eat less than half of the boat ticket.

The stateroom is on the upper floor, and you can directly see the scenery along the way from the porthole. There are also gramophones and records in the cabin.

Randy didn't feel anything about the famous Mozu songs on the phonograph. After he figured it out, he was no longer interested, and his stomach was rumbling.He picked up the big sword and went to the restaurant to eat.

The entrance of the restaurant is decorated with intricate patterns, and there are green vines crawling around the door, which is very elf-like. Two Indian servants in luxurious uniforms bow to Randy at the door.

The servants here are quite professional, and they know all the customers in the stateroom, and they don't need Randy to show the ticket or anything.Tianzhu servants look polite, but if poor people try to sneak in, it's another look.

The windows in the restaurant are bright and clean, warm as spring, several real trees grow from the floor to the cabin roof, and the food is placed on the long table in the middle for the guests to pick up. Several fat lizard maids wear white hats and carry Plates were coming and going, every now and then the food that was taken was replenished.

Looking at their long tails protruding from behind the white gauze skirts, Randy expressed great admiration for the elves.It should be quite difficult to train such a strange race into a qualified maid. I don't know how to do it.

It was the first time for Randy to enter such a high-end restaurant, but he had heard Meimei talk about the rules of high-end restaurants many times, and he didn't act like a fool.

In fact, Meimei sneers at elf food. No matter how powerful the elves are, the simple food has always been the focus of ridicule by nobles and wealthy businessmen from all over the world, and it appears in jokes on many occasions.

Meimei claims to be a fashion trendsetter in the world. In her opinion, only the dishes of the New Roman Empire and New Francia are the best.

But Randy has always been skeptical. He thinks that the Confucius Temple food eaten with Coco is the best in the world.

What did Meimei say that New Roman Empire pizza is better than duck fat biscuits?Can foie gras and oysters really be delicious?Can snails be eaten?It may not be comparable to the spicy braised pork made by myself.

Shao Shan, who has eaten those things in his free time, said that what Meimei actually likes is the elegant and exquisite dining process.In terms of taste, the matsutake that Meimei recommends is just a kind of mushroom, and it is so expensive because it is rare, and there may not be any boiled dried shreds that meet Randy's taste.

Randy has no say in this aspect now, but ah, with money, it is easy to learn a luxurious lifestyle, but it is difficult for the rich to return to the days of the poor.

Randy understood the rules of eating here with just a glance. He took the plate and looked at the long table full of food. This is not as difficult as Meimei said.

There is no legendary looking up at the starry sky, and there is no mashed potatoes that have been complained about. Maybe it is because breakfast does not provide those things.

The table is full of eggs, porridge, bacon, ham, sausage, butter, jam, bread, milk, juice, coffee, etc.Although they are all things that Randy is not used to eating, they are much richer than Jianqiu canteen.

Randy was not that particular, took a few boiled eggs, a pile of ham, sausage and bread, a few glasses of milk, piled up the plates, and walked to the booth next to him.

There were not many people in the booth, a few elves in suits and leather shoes sat there, tall hats were placed on the shelf next to them, and civilized sticks stood beside them.It seems that they have finished eating, drinking coffee, looking at the river view, and chatting in a low voice.

Randy seldom sees Tianzhu people, lizard people and elves, but after careful observation, it seems that there is no big difference from Houxia people except for a pair of pointed ears and blond hair.

A few post-summer young men in suits gathered together. They didn't have high hats or civilized sticks. Their black handbags were on the shelf, and they seemed to be employees of some company.

While eating, they excitedly talked about the rubber stocks in Jingye City and Magic City, the capital city of the elves, hitting new highs.

Probably because the voice was a bit high, the elf gentlemen beside him kept frowning.

Two noble boys in nomadic attire with braids behind their heads sat opposite each other, cutting ham with a dagger and chewing on it.

This looks like a low-level nobleman.The purpose of deliberately dressing up as nomads is to show their status as aristocrats, so that people can look at them high.

In fact, the real nobles in the late summer all wore Tang suits, and the royal family even wore a tunic suit.

The great nobles have always claimed that Daxia Zhengshuo, for fear of being called a barbarian, they pursue the ancient traditions of Daxia more than ordinary people in their dress.On the contrary, the common people in Houxia, because of their financial constraints, have everything to wear.

It is impossible for the nobles of the late Xia Dynasty to appear here. If they want to travel, they must have their own special boats.

Randy, an outlier, had no common language with the three groups here, so he found an empty booth and sat down by himself, with the big sword beside him, ready to concentrate on dealing with breakfast.

"My lord, can I sit here?"

A muffled voice came from behind, somewhat like Randy's.Randy looked back and saw a black-haired man walking over with a plate.

The man looks to be in his 20s, a few years older than Randy. Although he has black hair, he has a high nose and deep eyes. He is wearing a suit and a bow tie. He has a mustache on his lips that is neatly trimmed. country.

Randy was chewing on the ham, and gestured with his hand, "Whatever, I'm not a manager, I'm just a passenger returning home."

The visitor swayed, sat down opposite Randy, put the plate on the table, but didn’t eat in a hurry, looked at Randy with cynical eyes, “With this advanced two-handed sword, aren’t you Guan Dai? , can only be more senior nobles.

You can't hide it from me, my ancestors were authentic Daxia people.Let me introduce myself, my name is Henry Norman Bai, and I am a descendant of Bai Siwen, the first prime minister of the Datang Global Empire. "

(End of this chapter)