Chapter 86 Rest
The strong man with gray hair and a crew cut laughed loudly when he heard this.
“Haha, it’s much more interesting than the rumors you heard, isn’t it? I can tell you the truth, all the negative remarks about our tavern were all repaired and thrown away by our captain after the trouble. The drunkards who went out spread the word that we are a licensed tavern, and we have our own tavern rules. Well, it’s clearly written on the paper over there.”
Nohill. Turning his head to look, he saw a piece of curled parchment nailed to a beam with a dagger, on which several very simple rules were clearly written in thick and crazy ink.
[No fighting is allowed. If you dare to fight, your bones will be broken and thrown out. ]
[Bringing alcohol is prohibited. The only alcohol you can drink is your own bones and blood. ]
[It is forbidden to touch the waiter's buttocks. If you look up at the hands hanging above, that's the end. ]
[You don’t have to tip, but if you want to be popular here, you’d better behave yourself. ]
[Don’t even think about making love here! Especially don't do it in the hall or on the deck. Go outside and find an alley to solve it, but don't get in my way here! ]
Nohir looked up and saw that there were indeed several dry, flat palms hanging on the beams above.
"Okay, I finally understand why the security here is better than I thought, but you still didn't answer my question, uncle."
Kane sighed helplessly.
"Boy, you are not scared at all. It seems that you are not as harmless as you appear."
Are you saying this on purpose to scare me? How can such a grown man still be so mean-spirited?
Gane didn’t know what Nohill was complaining about, but continued.
"The person you were talking about just went down not long ago, and he ordered some food. If you are really his companion, you can wait here for a while, and wait for the chef to serve all the dishes and take them away directly. Don't bother. Our waiter is here.”
Then he pointed in the direction.
"Go down the stairs on the right, and the sixth cabin on the right is the room booked by your companion."
Delivering food myself is exactly what I like, and I can try poison on the way. , if it’s not poisonous, you can still take two bites in advance. Although the service attitude is really bad, Nohir doesn’t mind.
“Thanks, but may I know what that guy ordered?”
"I'll look for it."
Gane took a blackboard directly from the side, on which many other people's menus were recorded in chalk.
“Well, two cups of water, two pieces of white bread, two portions of Bode fried rice, um, no more.”
So little stuff! And there’s nothing delicious!
Nohir held his head helplessly, and then said to Gane.
"Please help me get more food. I'm afraid these things are not enough for the two of us."
Gane suddenly laughed twice, and then said to Nohir.
"Ha! I knew that guy was probably used to living in poverty, but how could he not enjoy it in Baldur's Gate? Tell me, want something."
Nohill took the menu from Gane. In his previous busking career, he actually made a lot of money every day, but most of the money ended up in Nohill's stomach.
He was delicious before. After traveling through time, he was used to living a hard life in the wilderness. The food he ate in the Druid camp was very light, so when he first came to Baldur's Gate and saw After visiting the local delicacies, he became unstoppable. Since then, he has hardly failed to satisfy his appetite for a day!
"A Sword Coast seafood soup, a traveler's stew, two cherry hand pies, and a tavern steak, plus what I ordered before, well, that's it."
No. Hill handed the menu back, and Gane was also a little surprised.
“Oh, you are very good at eating, young man. These are the signature dishes in the Baldur’s Gate Tavern, and all of them are large and filling. But I can tell you in advance that you If you can’t finish the meal, don’t even think about refunding the money.”
“Don’t underestimate my appetite.” Nohir poured out five silver coins and four copper coins from the small purse on his waist. They are all relatively expensive. The biggest one is the steak, which costs two silver coins a portion, but the taste is definitely great, and it comes with various spices and dipping sauces.
In this kind of formal tavern, the quality of both drinks and food is guaranteed, so Nohir is not worried about the taste.
After receiving the money, Kanai yelled at the chef in the next room to add more dishes, and then handed the blackboard over. The chef took the blackboard and looked at it for a few times before passing the blackboard back.
Looking at Nohir sitting on a bar stool waiting for food, Gane suddenly said to him.
“Why don’t you have some drinks, young man? Don’t tell me that you are as boring as your companion. When you came to the pub, you only ordered two glasses of water. Damn it, if he hadn’t been carrying that Big Sword, I want to pour water on his face. Is this person here to cause trouble? "
Drink? What nonsense are you talking about? Do you know how old I am? And what's more, our actions tomorrow are related to the safety of this city. Do you want to leave the fate of the city in the hands of two drunkards?
"No, you said before that Baldur's Gate is not safe now. It's better for me not to get drunk."
Nohir answered his question, and Gane heard this and directly After laughing, he didn't say anything more. Obviously, he was convinced by Nohir's words. After all, Nohir's reasons were quite strong, so he picked up the copper cup and continued to wipe it.
After a while, all the things Nohill wanted were served. He carried two large plates of food alone, walked around the drunkard who had passed out on the ground, walked down the stairs to the sixth one on the right. in front of the room.
As soon as Nohir went downstairs, he felt that the noise had dropped significantly. It seemed that at least he didn't have to worry about being too noisy at night.
Before Nohir could speak when he arrived at the door, the door was opened by Ska. He looked at Nohir carrying two large plates full of food and asked in surprise.
"Nohir, why are you carrying so much food?"
"In order for us to have enough energy and strength tomorrow, I actually want to ask you why you ordered so little, just that little food "It's not enough for the two of us, what are you thinking about?"
Nohir asked as he brought the food in, because the food was made openly and transparently, and he secretly tasted a piece of meat before coming. So Nohir has confirmed that there is nothing wrong with these foods.
When Ska heard Nohir's inquiry, he seemed very depressed.
"I...I have no appetite. When I think about the people who are still suffering in the city, when I think about the people who are fleeing here, when I think about how close we are to the truth..."
Nohir put down the food, walked up to Scar, and patted him on the shoulder. Nohir knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, and he could only get out on his own.
Although Nohir did not speak, Ska felt his concern.
He smiled bitterly twice, shook his head, as if mocking his own cowardice, and then said to Nohir.
"Haha, it's really true. I'm too pretentious. I've obviously made preparations and sworn an oath, but in my heart I still keep pushing forward."
Nohill patted him hard on the shoulder again, knowing that Ska had gotten rid of those negative emotions on his own.
It is very serious to have a weak will before a battle, but fortunately, Ska has always been tenacious. He is just a little confused, and Nohir can dispel his confusion.
“Eat, have a good meal, after all, we have very heavy work to do tomorrow.”
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