This is a large carriage with a large space inside the carriage. It can seat eight people in two groups facing each other.
But Delicious Wind Goose is now alone in the carriage.
The sofa seat opposite him had been removed, and there were three rows of wooden boxes stacked in two layers; there were also two large wooden boxes on his left and right sides.
Inside each wooden box, there are twenty-four bottles of imitation "Honey Lip" and two dozen of the standard version.
The real "Honey Lip" is a medicinal mead made by the transformation wizards of the Black Tower. It not only tastes mellow, sweet but not greasy, but also has special effects of aphrodisiac and beauty.
Therefore its price is highly hyped.
Of course, like all delicious foods that claim to have "some kind of curative effect," its medicinal effects are not obvious.
The reason why the price is so high is mainly because of its rarity.
Therefore, getting this kind of wine is a very honorable thing in itself.
Naturally, the fake wine made by Consul Tate could not have been synthesized by a wizard, so it would not have any special effects.
However, this is indeed a top-grade mead, and it has been carefully blended. Unless you taste the two wines together, you can hardly taste the difference.
Except that the alcohol content is lower than that of authentic Honey Lips, the taste and taste of real wine and fake wine are almost the same, and the fake wine is even richer.
And the reason why we need to keep the degree lower is to make the flavor stronger...
It has something to do with the work of Delicious Wind Goose.
Suddenly, someone opened the car door.
"The Alfonso Chamber of Commerce's...Tate Caravan?"
A rich voice came: "You are from Frozen Water Port..."
Delicious Wind Goose looked up and found two men standing at the door of the carriage.
One was a young city guard who was holding a jade sign and had brown curly hair, and looked a little reckless; the other was a middle-aged man in his forties with a beard. He wore a more formal captain's leather armor and opened the carriage.
Behind the door, he nodded incomprehensibly at the delicious goose.
This is probably what Consul Tate said, someone who has been found in advance, right?
The delicious wind goose seems to be aware of it.
“Delicious goose.”
Old Goose replied politely: "I am a passenger from Fengshui Port. My identity certificate is with the consul."
As Lao Goose read out his name, the jade plaque glowed green, proving that it was his real name.
"Well, okay. No problem."
The middle-aged man nodded and patted the young man in front of him on the shoulder: "Choose a box."
"Just...this."
The young man pointed randomly at the box closest to them, the box on the right side of the Delicious Wind Goose. It was also the only black box.
This is convenient for Delicious Wind Goose, so that he doesn't have to get out of the car and move around, and it's also convenient for them... they don't have to carry the box carefully to avoid accidentally smashing the things inside.
The middle-aged city guard captain nodded and gave a simple order: "Start."
The young man responded with a hum, hugged the wooden box, lifted it up with a roar, and carefully placed it on the ground.
Then he took out a long-handled crowbar and pried open the wooden box directly in two clicks.
"Hiss... those lips are really sweet!"
The young man couldn't help but sigh: "The honey lips have increased by one pound recently. They are going to get rich."
"You inspect the goods first."
The middle-aged man ordered impatiently.
He stood aside shaking his legs and casually asked the delicious wind goose: "Who is the mayor of your Frozen Water Port? Or is it Salvatore?"
"It's been a while. Now he's from the Geraint family..."
Delicious Wind Goose answered cautiously, trying not to reveal any flaws. He pretended to be an old Hong Kong resident.
But he keenly discovered that... when he said the word "Geraint", the middle-aged man shaking his legs suddenly stopped for a moment.
He suddenly became more enlightened and temporarily gave up his previous plan to use the name "Don Juan Geraint" to increase his persuasiveness.
Delicious Wind Goose calmly changed his words: "But I haven't been back for a while, so I'm not very sure.
"...But at least a month ago, it was Mayor Salvatore."
"Whoa whoa."
The middle-aged man answered casually.
At this time, the young city guard had already taken out all the wine bottles and checked the seals. He also verified the "trademark" on each bottle of wine, and took out a notebook to record the labels of the twenty-four bottles of wine.
I recorded them all and then put them back one by one.
Then he covered the box back and moved the box back for Delicious Wind Goose.
In order not to crush herself, the delicious wind goose clung to the wooden box on the other side and tried to avoid it.
"For the sake of safety, please forgive me and I'm extremely sorry if I caused any offense..."
The young city guard said quickly to the delicious wind goose.
The middle-aged man behind him patted his shoulder hard and said angrily: "Seriously!"
"Yes, Captain!"
The young man responded helplessly, stood up straight and said: "The inspection of these items is for everyone's safety, please forgive me. I am extremely sorry if there is any offense. The inspection fee has been paid to the team leader at 5% of the total value of the goods.
For collection, I am Dexter Loy with 42 days of experience, and this is my supervisor Klaus Kass. My inspector mark is e112. If you have any comments about my service, you can
Go to the Silver Jue Temple in the royal capital to complain about me..."
Grass.
Shocked the old goose.
Is your service attitude so advanced?
Although I have known for a long time that "Sir Silver is the god with the best attitude towards ordinary people", but...Sir Silver is too good at playing, right?
If Sir Silver hadn't completely failed to understand which world the player came from, he would have thought that Sir Silver or one of Silver Sir's pontiffs was a time-traveler... or the kind with a lot of stupidity.
After the two closed the door and left, Yummy Feng Goose let out a subtle expression of relief.
The last part of the conversation shocked him for a moment, and he almost revealed his secret.
But fortunately, I am afraid that everyone who comes to the royal capital will be shocked when they see this scene for the first time. Those two people are used to it... but they left politely without saying anything.
After that, some time passed.
Only then did Yummy Feng Goose reach out and lock the car door.
Then they opened the wooden box that had been knocked open and opened the one they selected, which happened to be the box where the delicious wind goose was going to be poisoned.
He reached under his coat.
Close to the underwear, like chainmail, there are twenty-four lighter-sized metal pieces tied in a three-by-eight format.
He took out a metal piece, took out the wine glass that had been prepared by his side, and took out all twenty-four bottles of "Honey Lips" from the black box.
Then he opened the cork of the first bottle of wine, and the fragrant smell poured out, filling the carriage.
He poured himself about two fingers' worth of wine and twisted the first metal piece open, just like opening a perfume bottle.
The moment he unscrewed the "Devil's Blood", Yummy Feng Goose clearly heard a "chi" sound. He almost thought it was Coca-Cola in a perfume bottle...
After opening it, the liquid inside was a bit like cola. Although there were no obvious white bubbles coming out, it still made an irritating sound.
Delicious Wind Goose carefully poured the liquid into the wine bottle. Even though the carriage was still shaking, his hand was so steady that nothing leaked out.
He repeated this twenty-four times, put all the loaded "honey lips" back, and carefully closed the lid.
Then it’s time to prepare for delivery.
Delicious Wind Goose thought leisurely.
But at this moment, Consul Tate’s voice came from outside:
"Delicious Wind Goose? Come down for a moment. I have something to ask you."
...oh haha.
Delicious Wind Goose raised his eyebrows.
He calmly posted:
"I think I'm going to be arrested, comrades"
"Come on, come on, the market is open. If you think I will catch you, knock 1. If you think I won't be caught, knock 2. Let's bet on a barbecue. Is anyone here?"