my age of magic

Chapter 585 83. Golden Apple Cider
There is an unremarkable bar at the end of the alley. This bar is only open at night and closes before dawn.The owner of the bar is a brewer, but when he got old, he used his own savings to open a small bar in the most inconspicuous location of the street. The barley wine here tastes very mellow and is paired with barbecue Eating it with tree rice cakes can taste a flavor different from that of the imperial capital.

Another meaning of the many taverns in the Green Empire is the underground information exchange, where adventurers, thieves and some mercenaries gather, so there are all kinds of news here, many of which are true and many of which are false. When I came to the tavern, I didn't just want to have a drink and eat a plate of barbecue, but also to inquire about some interesting news.But this tavern is different, it looks more deserted here, and there are no adventurers of all kinds, and thieves who always like to take sheep are not welcome here, so there is no information business here, and there are no hot dancers, and there is no circulation in the black market. Most of the drinkers who come here just want to taste the barley wine here. Over time, this place has become a tavern that only does business with regular customers.

The dim bar was filled with the smell of alcohol and barbecue. The tavern owner with a beer belly added a few pieces of pine wood to the fireplace, took out a beer glass filled with white foam, and sat blushing opposite the Yerkes scholar. Clinked glasses with him lightly, took a big gulp of barley wine, then turned around drunkenly and said loudly to the beautiful woman in the bar who still had charm: "Eve, fill Yerkes' wine quickly, This guy hasn't been here for a while."

Yerkes squinted his eyes and said excitedly to the tavern owner: "I'm bringing out two smoked fish from Weiyang Lake for us to drink. This season happens to be the season when sturgeons spawn. Do you have marinated caviar? Come out a little, and it would be nicer to get some cheese and fresh white bread."

The owner of the tavern opened his mouth wide, looked at Scholar Yerkes in disbelief, and reconfirmed the expensive menu he ordered. For this tavern, the dishes ordered by Scholar Yerkes are considered to be the most expensive dishes in the tavern. The top-level dishes we have, of course, the price is much more expensive than those barbecues.

After confirming that Yerkes was not joking, the tavern owner let out a sigh of relief and asked with a smile on his face, "Hey, old man, it seems that there must be something happy and worth celebrating. This is your new assistant?"

Scholar Yerkes took a sip of barley wine before saying, "Yes, Ji Jia is my new assistant, and I have made new progress in the study of magic patterns. Of course, I must celebrate it well."

"That's a great thing, drink two more glasses." The tavern owner said to Yerkes with a smile, then put his big thick hand on my shoulder, and then moved his mouth full of alcohol to mine He said in his ear: "I haven't seen Yerkes bring anyone here to drink, boy, you are probably the luckiest of these assistants."

Without waiting for any answer from me, the tavern owner staggered away with a beer glass in his hand.

Yerkes was really happy tonight. We tried to make three pairs of wind wolf leather boots in a row, and finally succeeded in making two pairs of leather boots.

The first pair of them did not control the lines of the magic pattern circle. Although the boots could barely be called a pair of magic pattern shoes, their carrying capacity and attribute requirements exceeded Yerkes' requirements.

The second pair of leather boots also failed. The reason was that the upper part of the pair of wind wolf leather boots had a hidden wound. When my magic engraving pen guided the magic line to the place of the dark wound, the smooth movement of the engraving pen suddenly stopped. All of a sudden, the condensed magic power on the entire pen tip was directly dispersed at this moment, resulting in a very obvious breakpoint in the entire magic pattern. Although I wanted to repair it as much as possible afterwards, when I finally closed the pen, the pair of The magic circle still failed to be sealed on the boots. Watching the magic lines drawn by the magic ink dissipate little by little, only mottled nicks were left on the surface of the boots. The whole wind wolf leather boots were completely destroyed. up.

Because I failed twice in a row, I was more careful when making the third pair of leather boots. This time it seemed to be very smooth, and the drawing process was very smooth. Finally, the Yerkes scholar put the wind wolf leather boots on the tester by himself. Then we watched the liquid in the groove of the crystal turn red with surprise. I knew that the boots were successfully made, and I could finally let out the breath I held in my heart.

Looking at the Yerkes scholar, the bright red was reflected in Yerkes' eyes.

My silly smile was reflected in the pupils of his dirty and bloodshot eyes.

Yerkes took a sip of the slightly bitter barley wine, then smacked his lips and said, "The boss here is also a stubborn person, and the tavern only sells ale. If only there were some cider, wine, dragon Quila, chestnut wine, etc., the business here is estimated to be better."

The tavern owner listened to Yerkes's suggestion, but he snorted disapprovingly, and said, "It's too complicated, and I need to clear up the various alcohol channels a little bit. It's too troublesome. I don't want these trivial things to ruin the rest of my life." Life is messed up."

"The current life is also very good. Although I can't become richer by guarding this tavern, as long as I can maintain it like this, I am very content." The tavern owner stuck his huge beer belly on the bar counter, Suddenly, she hugged Eve who came out of the kitchen. She was caught off guard with a large plate of smoked fish, screaming and fell into the arms of the bar owner. With a "baji" sound, he kissed loudly.

Laughter came from all around the tavern, and the tavern owner was punched hard in the chest twice by the woman named Eve.

"When eating smoked fish, it's best to pair it with a little cider. After all, the ale is still a bit weak. It can't suppress the last smell of smoked fish. Ale is more suitable for eating with barbecue." Eve's voice was rustling, but when she spoke However, it makes me feel that she is the kind of killer of old men, she always has a smile inadvertently when her eyes are rolling.

This woman named Eve held a square fish plate in one hand, and could smell the strong aroma from pine wood smoke inside from a distance, while the other hand held two goblets and A small bottle of golden cider.Standing in front of our table, bent down and lowered his body very low, skillfully poured the golden liquor from the bottle into the cup, showed a charming smile to Yerkes, turned around and walked back to the bar gracefully there.

Yerkes was in a very high mood tonight. He had just drank some ale and was already in a slightly tipsy state. At this time, he saw a glass of golden cider full of nostalgia, and he felt a little melancholy.

He held the goblet, looked carefully at the wine in the glass, and then said: "It turned out to be two glasses of golden cider. Speaking of it, I really miss those days in El City. In that city, everyone They are top-notch tasters, and their love for golden cider has surpassed everything on the table, even if there is an opened bottle of golden cider on the breakfast table!"

Yerkes' description is really apt. Hearing him say this made me think of Leonte. Doesn't he just like to have a drink at breakfast?

After hearing what Yerkes said, the tavern owner realized that this extraordinary magic scholar turned out to be a magic nobleman who came from the golden cider town of El City in the north. He said with emotion: " Is El City? That’s a good place, where the best quality golden cider is produced. Unfortunately, in recent years, the barbarians on the northern border have made a lot of noise, and the production of the best wine has been declining year by year. The supply channels are firmly in the hands of those commercial firms. It is by no means an easy task to buy a barrel of good vintage wine. Hey, golden cider that has not been cellared is sour. Let me drink those sour wines, but it’s better to drink some home-brewed barley wine, it’s more refreshing!"

Then Eve brought a plate of slightly steaming bread slices and a small jar of golden-yellow, soft and round sturgeon roe, each about the size of a soybean. She reached out and picked up a spoon, Spread some butter on a piece of white bread, and evenly spread a spoonful of sturgeon roe on the butter, then pinch the white bread slice with one hand, demonstrate for us, and stuff it into your mouth , then closed her eyes with great enjoyment, and chewed slowly, the moment of happiness made her unable to help but hum softly.

"Eating this way can best taste the freshness of these roes!" Eve said with a smile, nodded slightly to Yerkes, and left.

The Yerkes scholar didn't seem to mind at all, but nodded in satisfaction. He took out a gold coin from his pocket and stuffed it into Eve's hand. I smacked my tongue when I saw that such a simple meal was settled with gold coins. , Such a gold coin is at least two or three months of salary for the common people of the Green Empire, and it was eaten by the two of us in one meal.

On the contrary, the bar owner who was leaning on a pine column was a little bit emotional, holding a wine glass and said: "These are the top-quality sturgeon roe laid by the sturgeon in Weiyang Lake, the sturgeon roe in Weiyang Lake today, It has also gradually become a luxury delicacy that us ordinary people cannot afford. Charles the Great has not done much in the past few years, and it seems that no new planes have been included in the territory of our empire in the past few years. Resources have gradually become so tight, I hope there will be some improvement this year!"

The flavor of the smoked fish is very strong and a bit salty, and Yerkes and I have to drink a little light golden cider after a few mouthfuls to dilute the taste of salt in our mouths. It is really delicious to eat this way, so when we taste By the time the sturgeon roe was served, there was not much golden cider left in the glass.

I tried to follow Mrs. Eve's way of eating, stuffing the whole slice of bread and fish roe into my mouth. The fresh feeling filled my whole mouth at once, and the creamy and soft fresh fish roe slid on the tip of my tongue, and then It was squeezed so that it exploded one by one in the mouth, the fresh taste filled the mouth, the slight fishy smell was absorbed by the white bread slices, and the deliciousness in the mouth poured into the throat uncontrollably with the creaminess of the butter, I suddenly had a feeling that the people in the imperial capital know how to eat far more than the people in El City in the north, and they know how to taste delicious food better.

Yerkes poured the last bit of golden cider in the glass into his mouth, then raised his hand to signal Eve: "Give us another bottle of this golden cider, any food in the tavern is TNND a side dish, This dish tastes really good!"

But at this time, Eve, who was standing inside the bar, shrugged her shoulders, and then spread her hands with a embarrassed expression.The tavern owner also showed a helpless wry smile, and said to the Yerkes scholar: "Otherwise, I will add another glass of good barley to you, and you drank the last bottle of golden cider in my collection, if it weren't for you Today's order is the most expensive sturgeon caviar feast, I really can't bear to take out the last bottle of golden cider for you to drink!"

Yerkes was taken aback for a moment, and tried to ask again: "Is there really no more? Old man, are you kidding me?"

After being reassured by the tavern owner, Yerkes' face immediately collapsed, and he put the slice of white bread smeared with caviar on the plate very frustrated, and said with a bitter face: "There is no golden cider. The way to eat white bread, how can there be the most unique taste, what a disappointing evening!"

I opened my mouth slightly, and looked at the embarrassed tavern owner and Yerkes scholar with a dejected expression. I'm not sure if this tavern would mind if the drinkers brought in alcohol from outside. I don't think it would be too happy, but There is no more golden cider, so if I take out a bottle of golden cider from the magic pocket, it shouldn't make the tavern owner angry!
So I sat on the chair and said to the tavern owner cautiously: "Do you mind if we drink our own wine?"

The tavern owner looked over with his eyes wide open, obviously his complexion was not very good-looking, I took out a glass bottle with a thin neck and round belly from the magic waist bag, shook the golden liquid inside to the bar keeper, borrowed Under the dim light, the wine in the bottle had a round luster, like a bottle of liquid gold treated by an alchemist.

"This wine... just now Yerkes said that you are from El City?" The bar owner strode to our table and sat down on the wooden armchair beside him. The sturdy chair made a "squeak" Aah!" With a miserable voice, trembling slightly, he still endured the heavy body of the tavern owner. The tavern owner stared obsessively at the golden cider in my water bottle, and muttered to himself: "This is at least Golden cider that is more than ten years old can have the color. This thing is really amazing. I really don’t understand why it takes time to settle its sourness. It is just the opposite of ale. The fresher the ale, the better it tastes. But it tastes better with age.”

"The rumors are true! Every northerner likes golden cider." The tavern owner rubbed his hands awkwardly. Each finger was as thick as a carrot. He hesitated. It seems that there is something to say, but it seems difficult to speak.

At this time, the Yerkes scholar couldn't wait for the delicious food in his mouth. He couldn't wait to take the bottle of golden cider from my hand, opened the cork with a smile on his face, filled a glass for himself, and picked up the slice of bread on the plate. He took a big bite happily, and then took another mouthful of golden cider. The rich aroma of the wine with a slight sweetness dissipated at once. At this time, Yerkes' expression was even more exciting. Swallowing the food, he pointed to the fine wine in the bottle and said to me: "Jijia, this bottle of wine is much better than the one just now..."

After hearing this sentence, the tavern owner had a painful expression on his face, as if someone had taken away his beloved, hesitated, and then said to the Yerkes scholar with great entanglement: "Yerkes, Look, you can't finish such a big bottle of golden cider, if you don't mind, can you give me half of this fine golden cider?"

(End of this chapter)