When he arrived at Lucky Village, Gavin realized that his worries were unnecessary.
People like Regina are part of a beautiful landscape wherever they go, becoming the place with the densest local crowds.
This time is no exception.
When Gavin arrived at Lucky Village with the caravan, a song and dance drama was being performed here.
The song and dance drama is called Heather Leaves Knocking on the Window.
The content is none other than the haunted tragedy of Wezemay Manor.
After further adaptation, the story is richer and more touching, Gavin's image is more brilliant, and the final advertisement insertion is more obvious.
Regina appeared in the image of an angel and loudly said: "Ghost wine allows you to experience death, embrace sadness, and greet tomorrow's life with a brighter attitude. On the first day of next month, there will be a ghost wine ceremony at Vizeme Manor.
Wine auction, all friends are welcome to come and have fun.
Now let’s move on to the last item, the lucky audience draw. Please keep an eye on the number cards in your hands. The ten lucky audience members who are drawn can come to the stage and taste this rare magic wine for free. Number 5... Who is holding number 5?
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"I...I...I..." A farmer who looked to be in his thirties or forties with rotten yellow teeth responded loudly, holding the wooden sign in his hand high.
As countless envious eyes focused on him, his dark face turned red.
In his lifetime, he has never been paid attention to by so many people and so many eyes.
When I heard Miss Regina invite him to the stage with a gentle voice, I felt like I was in a dream, with a light and airy feeling, and I was drunk before I drank the wine.
"Let's draw the next audience member, No. 49...Who holds No. 49?"
"I...at my place..."
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"Number 323, who owns number 323?"
Gavin felt that the number plate in his hand was slightly warm. He couldn't help but lift it up and take a look. If it wasn't three hundred and twenty-three, what was it?
He immediately looked up, and Regina happened to be looking at him, and he could clearly feel the mischief deep in her eyes.
have to.
This random selection of lucky viewers is not random at all, but carefully selected.
The weird thing is the number plate in your hand, because it is not just a wooden plate, but has magic attached to it.
Although it is very weak, it is enough for the druid to sense the numbers on the number plate held by someone.
This is simply a show.
Although the nine lucky people selected earlier are not specially arranged actors, they are almost the same.
Because half of them are farmers who have never seen much of the world, and several of them are poor and poor judging from their clothes. The best wine they have tasted in their lives is probably ale, the kind that washes the bottom of the barrel.
Don't say give him a rare glass of wine, even if you give him low-quality wine doubled with water, on this occasion, he will applaud loudly and brag to others for the rest of his life.
The remaining half are merchants, guards, and adventurers. They are the real critics and will also be the main sales and information dissemination channels in the future.
As for adding Gavin, it was probably a spur-of-the-moment idea. She didn't know what Regina was up to, but she still cooperated and walked up. Since it hadn't been rehearsed, she could only keep a straight face and look expressionless and cold.
"Oh...oh...oh..." Regina prolonged her voice and said with an exaggerated expression and tone, "Look, let's see, His Highness Tymora favors us, the last one is lucky.
Son, turned out to be one of the protagonists of our musical.
Mr. Gavin Nott, the breaker of the infinite night of reincarnation at Vizeme Manor, the new lord of Gryphon Hill, the owner of the ghost wine, and the sponsor of our free tasting event, let us welcome him with warm applause, welcome
Our hero, welcome our generous sponsor and let him say a few words for us."
As soon as Regina started to name herself, Gavin knew what she wanted to do. He was clearly taking the opportunity to gain fame for himself, and his most standard eight-tooth smile immediately appeared on his face.
Not everyone in Faerûn dares to have such a toothy smile.
For example, the farmer, who was the first to take the stage, showed his toothy smile, and it would be better not to show it at all - once exposed, his mouth would be full of jagged yellow teeth, which would directly lower his appearance and image.
Along with a burst of warm applause, all eyes were focused on Gavin.
Curiosity, scrutiny, suspicion, jealousy, envy, disbelief, etc. are the emotions contained in them.
He is one of the most famous young people in the Battle Valley and even the surrounding valleys in the past two ten days.
Many people know him well.
No way, entertainment in Faerûn is relatively scarce.
Even if it is a musical that I have watched several times, I will watch it whenever it is performed. Even if it is mixed with commercials for private goods, I still watch it with gusto.
Not to mention, there is a free lucky tasting event at the end.
Many people believe that they are the lucky one.
Now that Regina has paved the way for herself, Gavin will not let go of this great opportunity and takes the opportunity to say: "In view of my status, I will abstain from the lucky tasting event. Wait a minute, please Lei."
Miss Jiana, draw a new lucky winner instead.
The settlement of Wezemay Manor is not due to me alone. Mr. Darnell and his two apprentices, Dick and Mr. David, played a major role in it. They are just of high moral character, indifferent to fame and fortune, and put all the glory into it.
It came to me alone.
On the first day of next month, the auction of ghost wines is just the beginning.
The Vizeme Manor will be rebuilt, the Vizeme Winery will be reopened, and I will need a large number of workers and settlers.
If there is anyone who is willing to go to Weizeme Manor to find a new life, I promise to help him build a house, develop land, and ensure his safety."
As soon as Gavin finished speaking, someone shouted from below and asked: "How will the tax be calculated for reclaiming land in your territory?"
Exempt from taxes.
When the words came to his lips, Gavin swallowed them back.
If you set the conditions too low when you first start, not only will no one believe you, but they will also suspect that you are making empty promises or selling people.
After thinking for a while, he replied: "There is no tax for the first three years. After three years, the eleventh tax will be implemented and the tax can be paid by working. After ten years of residence, the house will become the personal property of the occupant."
"How do you ensure the security of your territory? I heard that in the Land of Three Rivers, the rivers flood every year during the rainy season, and wild beasts, monsters and lycanthropes are everywhere."
"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. Before you settle down, you can visit the Land of Three Rivers. From the first day of next month, there will be halfling boats at Black Feather Bridge, specially traveling to the Land of Three Rivers. You can ride there for free.
, you can stay for one night, but you need to bring your own food." Gavin reacted very quickly and immediately formulated a new policy to attract refugees.
No matter what you say, first attract people to the land of three rivers and to the Vizeme Manor.
Regina did not give the following people more opportunities to ask questions, and took over the right to speak: "Since Mr. Gavin is so generous, then we will select another lucky audience and officially start today's tasting event. Let us invite three
On the 12th, please come to the stage on the 32nd.”
The person holding the number 32 was an aunt who was taller than Gavin and whose arms were thicker than his thighs. She had the illusion that the earth was shaking with every step she took as she came on stage excitedly.
When passing by Gavin, she even winked at him, obviously thanking him for giving up such a precious spot and giving her the opportunity to try the drink.
It's just that this kind of beauty made Gavin a little bit overwhelmed and gave him goosebumps all over the place.
Although it was a taste test, Regina did not use a small wine glass as big as her thumb, but instead used a medium-sized mug that could pour about a hundred grams, at least enough for a full cup.
Big mouth.
Regina poured the wine herself, and before pouring it, she repeatedly emphasized: "Ghost wine is different from ordinary wine. When you taste it later, you must sip it in small sips and don't drink it in one gulp, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."
Although I repeatedly emphasized it, an old drunkard dressed as a farmer took the wine and drank it without even thinking about it.
After taking a big sip, the old drunkard's expression suddenly changed.
The wine in my mouth was very cold, and when I drank it in large gulps, the coldness became even worse, especially between the rotten teeth, which hurt from the ice.
But I couldn't bear to spit it out, because behind the coldness was a rich aroma of wine, a very unique one.
He could only bite the bullet and swallow the cold wine into his stomach.
This kind of coldness is very similar to ice water, but obviously not.
Ordinary ice water will basically become a little warm after being held in the mouth for a while, especially now that it is early summer.
But ghost wine is not like this. It is as if there is a source of cold air in it, constantly emitting cold air, from the throat to the stomach, and circulates throughout the body with the blood.
The old drunkard couldn't help but tremble all over his body, which reminded him of that cold winter ten years ago, when he was thrown out of the tavern in a single coat, and he looked exactly like he did now. That night was the closest he came to death.
Once, he almost turned into a ghost himself.
Ghost wine is truly worthy of its name, it is really like a hug and kiss from a ghost.
Regina and the others had obviously accumulated a wealth of experience in dealing with this. An actor rushed up with a thick cloak and a warm water bag, stuffed it into the old drunkard's arms, and did not forget to ask: "Is this
How does the wine taste?"
"It's great! It's... it's really... it's so refreshing... I, in my life... I've never tasted such... such delicious wine... Even if it turns into a ghost... a ghost, I'm happy...
"The old drunkard was trembling, and his words were out of tune. "Can you give me another drink... this time, I... drink slowly... drink slowly..."
"Sorry, the quantity of this wine is limited, only one drink per person."
"I have money...I have money...I can spend money to buy...how much a cup...how much..."
"Sorry, the wine we hold is limited. It is only for tasting and not for sale to the public. If you want to taste more ghost wine, please go to Vizeme Manor to buy it on the first of next month, or wait for other merchants to sell it."
"On the first day of next month, it will be a long time. I can't wait...I want to have another drink..."
"Feel sorry……"
With this living example in front of them, the remaining nine people were much more cautious when drinking ghost wine, and only dared to take small sips.
Even so, he couldn't help but tremble.
For ordinary people, the negative energy contained in it is extraordinary.
Especially these lucky ones, nine out of ten are carefully selected.
There are fewer women, and more of them are men who appear to have an imbalance of yin and yang and a somewhat strong deficiency of fire.
The feeling is particularly unique. After one cup, everyone feels relaxed.
"It's so strange. It's so strange. I've never tasted wine with such a unique taste. Even if it's added with ice, it's impossible to have such a pure coldness, and feel cool from the inside out."
"I like the smell."
“I love ghost wine.”
"Hey... I feel lighter and more comfortable. Have I become more beautiful?"
"It's not that she has become more beautiful. She is indeed much less masculine than before."
“Is this a holy product for women’s beauty?”
"I heard that drinking this stuff does have the effect of making women more beautiful, but you can't drink more. You can only drink one cup a day at most."
"How did you know?"
"Of course I heard about it."
"But this ghost wine has just been launched. Who did you listen to?"
"Of course the people around Miss Regina said it. It is said that Miss Regina must drink a cup at noon every day. It is said that it can maintain the skin, adjust the balance of the body's fire, and eliminate dark spots and freckles."
"No wonder, no wonder I feel that Miss Regina is more beautiful and charming than last time. It turns out to be the result of the ghost wine."
"Just brag, is it as magical as you say?"
"Is it so magical? You can tell just by looking at a man's wife. If you look carefully, is it more feminine than usual?"