Chapter 49 'The Golden Donkey and the Stick on the Table'
The gaps between my fingers are too wide, and time is too thin. It slips away quietly and without any attachment.
Unknowingly, more than half a year has passed.
On this day, in the Tataria Alliance, Buji City, in a hotel called "The Reveler's Hotel".
The revelers' hotel has two floors, the first floor is a tavern, and the second floor is where you stay.
In the tavern on the first floor, there are more than a dozen old wooden tables lined up, the lights are brightly lit, and there is a lot of people. The rude man drinks low-quality ale and brags about his bravery.
At the end, there is a bar made of fine black iron wood. A middle-aged man with a big belly stood there with a smile, while playing with the drinks on the bar and watching the various living things in the pub!
The tavern was filled with the smell of low-quality alcohol and sweat.
From time to time, a few scantily clad prostitutes would pass through the crowd.
These guys who were drunk took advantage of the drunkenness and stretched out their black claws to get angry or scolded by these prostitutes!
There was also a big man who smiled lewdly and said to a prostitute, "Lucy, I haven't seen you for a few days, why has your butt become soft? I am an excellent blacksmith, let me help you beat it! Don't be polite to me! I don't
The one who collects money! Hahahaha!”
"Hahahaha..." The vulgar man next to him also laughed, his lustful eyes peeking at the prostitute named Lucy.
The other big men were stunned when they heard this, and then they couldn't help but grin and started laughing.
"Hahahahaha..."
Many people laughed until their stomachs hurt. They held their abdomens and still couldn't stop laughing.
The tavern was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
Only the big man named Klia, whose face turned red, stood up suddenly, and cursed at the Lucy prostitute, "You bitch, come here, kneel in front of your uncle Klia, and raise your butt."
, let you see the power of Uncle Klia!"
"Hey, hey, hey..." Lucy, the prostitute, shook her head, with an expression of disgust and disbelief, and said to Klia in a pitiful tone, "My dear, don't be angry! Don't force yourself!"
Before Klea could answer, Lucy rushed to say, "Dear, don't be sad, I understand you!"
"But don't be afraid! Don't worry about others laughing at you! Anyway, they have already laughed...hahahaha..."
At the end of the sentence, the prostitute Lucy laughed loudly again.
The voice resonated with other big men, and they also laughed and looked at Klia with strange eyes.
Klia became angry and wanted to prove herself, and said wildly, "I'm not! Come on, bitch, come here! Let Uncle Klia prove it to you!"
No one paid any attention to Kriya.
What these people need is a joke, not the truth.
Klea's face became increasingly ugly. Just when his brain was turning into mush and he was about to explode, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a gust of wind blew in, cooling the happy atmosphere in the tavern.
Everyone in the tavern looked towards the door.
I saw a young man with an angry look on his face walking in.
This young man was wearing light yellow clothes. He had deep eyes and a hooked nose. His hands were covered with calluses and there were small scars.
Upon seeing him, the entire tavern fell silent, and the fat man at the bar became gloomy and his eyes narrowed into a straight line.
The next second, a scar-faced man stood up and whistled, "Look, our generous Jerwit is back! Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce to you this handsome man.
The man is Gerwit who treated us to a luxurious dinner last time. He has a magical table! A table that can continuously produce delicious food!"
"Let us welcome him warmly! Please please him!" the scar-faced man said passionately.
"Perhaps, he will let us see that magical table again! And let us have a delicious lunch! This is a treasure that the owners of Buji City will never forget!" The scar-faced man's voice turned deeper!
However, the man named Gerwit ignored the enthusiasm of the scar-faced man and walked directly to the fat middle-aged man at the bar with a stern face, like a volcano before it exploded.
The man with the scarred face looked a little confused, looking at Gervite who was walking towards the tavern owner uncertainly.
The atmosphere in the tavern is a bit weird.
The other big men were all whispering, and no one cared about Klia's embarrassing incident just now.
"Really? He is the owner of that magical table?"
"Really! Why did I lie to you! Scar Hank would lie to you. After so many years of our friendship, would I lie to you?"
"Is there really a table that can continuously produce all kinds of delicious food?"
"Yes! Oh my god! Damn it, you reminded me of the delicious food that day again! The roasted chicken with crispy yellow meat, coated with Suvelasi honey and fine salt, takes a bite and it is sweet in the mouth...
…Tsk, tsk, tsk…and that high-quality ale, fragrant and mellow, with endless aftertaste. After one cup is finished, the other cup will be full…ah…”
"Damn it, stop talking! You told me I was hungry...why didn't I see his table?"
"How do I know? Maybe I hid it! Oh, what a delicacy that day!"
"Okay...that's enough! Come on, man, don't do this! You killed me! Is it really that good? Man, do you think he will treat us to food today?"
"have no idea!"
"..."
"Don't blame me! I asked you to come here often! This thing depends on luck!"
"...My wife at home doesn't allow it..."
"...What's wrong with marrying a wife?"
"..."
"You deserve it! Hurry up and ask your wife to introduce you to me!"
"..."
Ignoring all the gossip in the tavern, Gerwit went straight to the bar and looked at the fat middle-aged man with dagger-like eyes.
The middle-aged obese man was not angry. Instead, he showed a kind smile on his face and said, "Welcome our distinguished guest, Mr. Gervit, you have taken care of my tavern again!"
"Would you like a glass of delicious wheat wine?" the middle-aged fat man said, and then he stopped laughing and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot, Mr. Gerwit owns a magical gourmet table, how could he fall in love with it?
Where are the things I have here?”
The middle-aged obese man's words seemed to touch Gervit's back. He was like an angry lion, roaring and said, "Galia, stop pretending, put away your ridiculous disguise, it's
It’s like a Fisk monkey imitating human speech!”
This can be said to be an insult.
The faces of many big men in the tavern changed and they stood up silently.
And the middle-aged obese man Gallia's face suddenly sank, and he said coldly, "Jervit, I don't care if you were beaten or your wife ran away with someone else! But this is my territory!"
"This is my territory, Gallia!"
"For the sake of the delicious meal last time, I will forgive your rudeness, but only once! Put away your temper, I am not your father, and I will not tolerate your bad temper! Otherwise, I will let you
Pay the price!”
"That's enough! Gallia! You disgusting guy, you're still pretending at this time! It's you who stole my table!" Anger has made Gerwit lose his mind and made him ignore the people behind him.
Those big guys with bad intentions!
ps: "Table, Golden Donkey and Stick": The irritable tailor father listened to the lie of a sheep and drove away his three sons. The eldest son went to work for a carpenter and got a table that could be turned into delicious food.
The son went to work for a miller and got a donkey that could pull out gold coins. They both entered the same hotel one after another and were exchanged for treasures by the hotel owner. The third son worked for a turner and got a donkey.
A stick that can hit people automatically. He learned what happened to his two brothers, used his strategy, punished the hotel owner, and took back the table and the golden donkey. The family lived happily together.