Chapter 89, Medellin White Wine and Delicious Mutton
In the spacious passage covered with stalls, there are also small rooms that were previously locked elsewhere.
At this time, most of these small rooms were opened, and light and voices came from inside, which aroused Kiel's curiosity. He squeezed through the crowded underground passage, came to a door, and poked his head inside.
The inside of the room is not as mysterious as Kiel thought. It is different from the crowded situation in the outer passage. The inside of the room is rectangular and the space is relatively spacious. Unlike other places, there are many small wooden tables and wooden chairs arranged. At that time, some merchants or Kendal guards were sitting around the table in groups of two or three, drinking something.
Keir's eyes lit up, he swallowed a gulp of spit in his throat, and walked directly in.
When I came in and took a look, I confirmed that this was indeed a place for drinking. At the end of the room there is a row of storage compartments sunken into the wall. The compartments contain some wine barrels that can be carried by two people.
There is a tap stopper on the lower part of the barrel, and a local villager is taking out a wooden wine cup from a wooden box nearby to drink wine.
Young female villagers come and go in this small underground tavern, either cleaning up the garbage on the guests' tables, or coming over to refill the drinks for the guests after they have handed over.
However, Keir discovered at a glance that when the caravan men called the villagers, the villagers came immediately. But when the Kendall people wearing uniform armor and clothes called, the female villagers who served often pretended to be deaf and dumb, and waited several times before calling. Come over and serve.
Humming softly, Kil looked around, his eyes lit up, and he saw Kayan and Zambirus, whom he had met in Grass Rat Town before. There was a town guard from Kendall City sitting next to the two of them. Although Kiel didn't know him, he had dealt with him before.
He casually took an empty chair next to him and joined the wine table.
"I'll buy you three a drink!" Kil said with a smile.
The three people at the same table naturally noticed the young man in armor, and when they saw that Keir wanted to join them in drinking, and even bought everyone a drink, they didn't object.
"Four glasses of the best ale!" Kayan, the young guard, did not save any money for Keir, but directly asked for four portions of the best ale from the villagers who were drinking wine deep in the room.
The villager who served the wine moved quickly, but the female villager who served the wine took her time. However, after waiting for a while, she still brought over two large wine glasses the size of a human head.
The wooden wine glass is quite heavy. Fortunately, the table is also very sturdy, otherwise it would not be stable.
"Medellin white wine, a large cup costs five copper coins. Please pay in full first." The female villager who put down her wine glass twice coldly reported the price.
Keir pursed his lips.
Zambirus, who was next to him, reminded: "Because we are all outsiders, any service here must be paid first before you enjoy it."
Keir nodded, grabbed a handful of copper coins from his big money bag, counted twenty coins and handed them to the other party in a pile.
Seemingly seeing that Keir was giving money easily and carrying a bulging purse, the female villager's face improved a lot. She showed a slight smile and said: "Why don't you guys come get some food after drinking? In the house next door The meat is being cooked. They are all sheep that are killed when it gets dark. They can be roasted or boiled."
Keir felt hungry as soon as he heard this. He just ate some soup made by the chefs in the resting place. It was enough to barely fill him up, but it was enough to taste it.
Moreover, he has finished eating the water ghost meat. Even if he eats food normally, he still feels hungry.
Either eat more meat, or find a way to get monster meat to fill it up.
Looking at the three guards, Kil asked them if they would eat?
As a result, except for the unknown guard who was hesitant, the other two people politely ordered a roast leg of lamb each.
"In addition to the two roasted lamb legs, give me a plate of boiled lamb with enough salt!" Keir said to the female villager who was serving.
"The price is seven copper coins for a roast leg of lamb, three copper coins for a plate of mutton, and one iron coin for adding salt. A total of seventeen copper coins and one iron coin."
Keir gave the money directly and urged the other party to get food as soon as possible.
The female villager put the small pile of coins she had counted into the leather pocket on her abdomen, neatly left the underground tavern, and went to a temporary room next door dedicated to meat processing to get food.
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The four of them picked up a new glass of wine in front of them and looked at each other. According to the rules, Keir spoke first: "To our Lord Baron Kendall!"
"To your lord, Baron!"
"To your lord, Baron!"
"To your lord, Baron!"
The four of them chanted in a low voice, then clinked their glasses and each took a sip.
When the wine enters the mouth, the calm and warm aroma of ale fills the mouth and nose. Keir is particularly satisfied. The quality of this ale is worthy of the price.
"Gulu, gulu, huh." Kil took a breath from the wine, as if the wet and rainy weather of the past few days had finally passed.
Although the grassland that followed was not an ordinary place, at least if Keir had to choose between monsters and rain, he would definitely choose monsters.
He was not afraid of fighting, but he was fed up with the wet journey he had been on the road a few days ago.
"We finally got rid of the continuous rainy weather." Keir sighed.
This sentence made the other three people agree.
"That's right, I felt like my feet were going to be soaked in the boots several times. If I hadn't found a way to bake my feet and boots every night, I think I could only march in a carriage at this time." Kayan complained, But he was immediately disliked by Zambirus.
"Okay, your feet are the most precious, okay! No one else is like that, it's better for someone like you, Kiel, who has a horse, so you don't have to get down and walk on your own."
Keir shook his head: "You can't say that. Although my feet are not wet when riding on the horse, I have to run in front of the army with the guide. Riding through the rain, unlike you, my whole body is soaked." Keir patted Pat the armor on your body.
"If the armor hadn't been tight and impermeable, I would have been frozen to death by the rain all over my body. Just like that, riding out for a while without wearing the visor on the helmet, my whole face felt like it was soaked in water, and my hair had been dry all day long. They are all wet, and water can be squeezed out every night during rest.”
Kiel's last words made the three people at the table laugh. They couldn't imagine what it felt like to be wet all day long. At least their guards were walking beside the militia team, wearing rain gear from their hair, plus the guards' leather armor. , the whole body, including the boots, was wet.
After laughing for a while, Zambirus picked up the wine glass and said, "This glass allows us to pay tribute to Lord Knight Crow!"
"To Lord Knight Crow."
"To Lord Knight Crow."
"To Lord Knight Crow."
The four of them were about to drink when someone next to them snorted unhappily. Kil immediately frowned and glared at him.
It turned out to be a female villager serving wine, with a red forehead. Apparently she had been knocked down by Knight Rumi not long ago. Unexpectedly, I was here helping to serve wine at this time.
After snorting unhappily, the female villager knew something was wrong. She was glared at by Keir and immediately became panicked. However, an older middle-aged woman immediately came up with a smile on her face and pushed her companion out, asking him to go to other rooms to help.
"I'll help you guys drive the meat next door."
The other person said this.
Kil rolled his eyes and said nothing, and the sudden silence around him returned to noise.
It wasn't until Kil started drinking that the other three guards at the same table started drinking too. After another sip of delicious ale, the unpleasantness just now was immediately forgotten. Too many similar things had happened along the way, and Keir never thought too much about it.
Zambirus then spoke about what happened in Grass Rat Town, where he had previously cooperated with Keel.
"You were locked in the trap at that time. I immediately went back along the road to find Lubis and told him about your situation. However, unless it is an ax specially used for cutting wood, ordinary weapons cannot damage the blockage of wood. "
He gestured and said: "Then he asked the local knight to split the door open with an ax and enter inside. What happened to you inside?"
Kil shrugged and began to talk nonsense: "Oh, after I was trapped inside, the ground opened up, trying to drop me down and strangle me in the trap below, but those gang members have probably never really used those A murder trap, the ground opened up under my feet fast enough for me to even sleep."
"I found a wooden board and threw it down first, then jumped directly on the board, and then followed the access passage at the bottom of the trap to the gang's real lair!"
Speaking of this, Kayan and Zambirus both cheered up. After all, they were witnesses at the time. Although they heard a little bit about the incident later, they never actually went to see it. Unexpectedly, Keir followed the trap and went in.
Kil snorted proudly: "Those people are also sick. I followed a small passage and found the hub of the control mechanism. I rushed in and killed several gang thugs and subdued the gang leader's apprentice."
What followed was a battle with the leader of the gang and thieves for dozens of rounds, and finally the other party died from his own poison.
Keir grabbed the flesh on his face with an exaggerated expression: "That thing was so powerful. He threw the poison at me when he was seriously injured, but I was not stupid. I used my shield to block it in front of me, and instead splashed most of the poison." It was all over him. You didn’t see it later, but the skin on that guy’s face was corroded away with white smoke, as if it had been chewed away bit by bit.”
Although Kil himself was right in front of him, Zambirus was very nervous: "It's so powerful, are you okay?"
Kil knocked the shield stuck on the armor under the cloak behind him with his backhand, and the elf metal shield, which had not yet been repaired, made a crisp sound.
"That poison seems to be only harmful to flesh. My shield is made of metal, so it's fine."
Seeing the strange expressions on the faces of his companions, Kil immediately explained: "Of course, I cleaned the shield with clean water afterwards to ensure that no dangerous poison would be left on the shield. Besides, the more The more powerful something is, the more demanding it is to use, and it is unlikely that there will be something useful and powerful at the same time.”
"That's right." This is what Zambirus said.
"It's really dangerous. If it were me, I would have waited for the following soldiers to catch up." This is what Kayan said.
"No wonder the Lord Knight thinks so highly of you and allows you to undergo knight training and become a knight apprentice." This is what the guard whose name is unknown said.
Keir shrugged, with a dangerous but I-don't-care expression on his face.
While talking, the female villager who had taken the money before was walking in from outside holding a long wooden plate. As soon as she came in, the aroma of barbecue immediately filled the air, attracting everyone's attention.
"Ha, here comes the meat. Although it's not cheap, it's quite generous." Kil smiled.
Kayan nodded: "After all, it is a good place to raise livestock. The meat in the Western Province is relatively cheap. As long as the sheep are driven out during the day, they can eat and breed. After entering the Western Province these days, I have no meat. Eat less. It feels like I’ve eaten more than I’ve ever eaten before.”
His words made the local businessmen drinking around him laugh silently.
The locals were not surprised by this and did not try to correct the misconceptions of the out-of-towners that raising sheep was easy for them.
Although the young guard was exaggerating, after all, Kendall City is located in a remote location. The manpower of the farms outside the city is mainly on farming land, and the number of poultry and livestock raised is limited.
The price cannot be lowered due to the limited quantity. Even though Kayan is a town guard with a decent salary, he usually patrols the city and eats naka. But now, he has never thought that he can eat a whole leg of lamb in one meal. Pass.
Having said this, he shook his head and felt a little regretful. If his parents had not settled in the remote Kendall County when they migrated, but in the Western Province, then he should have been able to eat meat since he was a child. .
Zambirus is tall and strong, and his need for meat is no less than that of his other companions. When he saw a whole roasted lamb leg placed on the table, he also had a great appetite, even if he had just eaten it in the underground space. .
"One person can't finish a meal with so many. Otherwise, we use daggers to cut them and eat them, and take the rest back to other companions to taste." Zambirus said, looking at Kil for permission.
After all, Kiel pays for it and owns the food.
"Whatever, I guess I won't be able to finish all the boiled meat alone, so I'll just take it back for the others to eat together. Come on, since there are so many, don't tell who's who, let's eat together."
As soon as Keir said this, the four of them pulled out their daggers and used them to gently cut off the slightly oily roasted lamb leg.
The lamb leg meat was slightly browned after being roasted. It was easy to cut a piece with a sharp dagger and it was steaming. After eating with open mouths, several people were very satisfied with it after a day of strong wind.
The meat is neither soft nor hard. On the contrary, the surface is crispy and most of the meat is elastic. After chewing, the juice of the shredded lamb leg bursts out, filling your mouth with aroma.
And the saltiness is just right, the skin is slightly spicy, and there is no mutton smell.
Kil didn't mind that his dagger had been used to kill too many beasts, monsters, and humans. He was very generous, and he used the dagger to cut off pieces of mutton leg meat with his companions neatly.
However, they ate it quickly, but after all, it was a whole leg of lamb and the portion was substantial.
Keir caught the sheep's hoof, cut off a joint with a dagger, and ate the whole sheep's hoof.
The other three people also let go, no longer cutting the meat bit by bit with the dagger, but directly using the dagger to cut off a large piece of meat, and then put it on the table in front of them and slowly cut it and ate it.
While they were eating, the female villager brought over another plate of roasted lamb legs, which was too much for Kiel and the Kendal people.
The locals around them smiled kindly, and were attracted by the way these outsiders ate meat so happily, and they all asked for some food one after another. The villagers of Tol Village around Mei Mei were in high spirits.
After all, if the sheep raised in the village are sold alive, the price is really limited. There is no one in the surrounding human settlement villages who does not raise a large number of sheep. A live sheep cannot be sold locally. Even if it is sold, the price is very limited, and the profit is even less.
Even though Kiel and the others were satisfied with the food and the price seemed not expensive, the local villagers actually made a lot of money from the food.
The entire village relies on the money earned from business trips along the commercial road to build such complex and large-scale underground buildings. At the same time, with these buildings that can resist the harassment of harpies, everyone can basically live here without paying taxes.
Although life in Strange Wind Grassland is dangerous, because there is no aristocratic rule, it actually saves too much tax. Isn't this the kind of life that the first batch of immigrants who moved here from the empire pursued.
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The female villager soon came over with another plate of mutton that exuded a salty aroma.
The boiled mutton was soft and exuded warm steam, and the surface of the mutton sliced thinly by the cook was lightly sprinkled with salt. Although Kil was a little full, he still licked the corner of his mouth and inserted a piece of mutton into his mouth with a dagger.
Unlike roasted mutton, cooked mutton is soft and full of water. Even without the ale on the side to moisten his throat, eating this mutton alone can make Keir's mouth dry.
Keir held one end of a piece of mutton in his mouth, working his teeth and tongue with all his strength to chop and stir the meat in his mouth. The half piece of mutton hanging outside his mouth trembled and released delicious gravy. It trembled and trembled, making people move their index fingers. .
Among the three guards at the same table, Kil's eating was so exaggerated that they all started to eat it. Then several of them groaned and squeaked, each holding a piece of meat and biting hard.
The local businessman next to him looked amused and reminded: "Guys, although the meat has been cut and served, the whole piece of meat still has to be cut into small pieces for consumption."
Shame on you.
The four of them looked at each other, feeling awkward.
But now I can't speak, so I can only wink in embarrassment. After a moment of embarrassment, Kil narrowed his eyes and laughed. When he smiled, the other three were all happy.
Zambirus finished the meat in his mouth first, and immediately smiled at Keir: "You guy, you just want to embarrass yourself, but you also let the three of us embarrass ourselves."
Kayan also swallowed the mutton and rolled his eyes. He didn't know whether he was mocking or he was really choked: "Now the locals must think that we Kendall people don't eat meat much."
The guard at the same table who didn't know his name coughed lightly: "We in Kendall County are obviously quite wealthy."
Kil took a sip and sucked the last bit of meat into his mouth. While chewing, he said vaguely: "The glutinous rice balls are rich, Bu Ran, why are they so round and full?"
After swallowing the delicious mutton, Keir said clearly this time: "I said, of course you are rich, otherwise, why would you go on an expedition?"
As soon as the words came out, the raised corners of the local businessmen who were silently watching the excitement gradually calmed down, and they realized that this group of soldiers and troops in the north who didn't seem to eat much meat were the ones who really had wealth, organization and strength. Far more than these western province caravans and chambers of commerce.
Even more than many of the local western province nobles they knew.
These are all things that a discerning person can see at a glance, but the funny looks of these people just now made them forget it temporarily.