Chapter 2694 Soda and Vodka

It's only half past nine in the morning, and there are so many people gathered in the tavern, don't they all have to work?

I took out my pocket watch and glanced at the calendar. It turned out that today is Sunday. No wonder the tavern business is so hot.

Joan squeezed through the crowd to the bar. Along the way, he found people holding wine glasses and looking up at the bar with nervous expressions.

He followed everyone's gaze and looked up, and found a rectangular crystal panel hanging on the beam above the bar, which was enchanted with some kind of illusion, showing a colorful picture, as if a boxing match was being broadcast.

Since Joan stepped into this city, he has been exposed to many new things in just one morning, and he is no stranger to it.

After quietly linking to the cloud network and searching the forum, Qiao An confirmed that the device above the bar is called "Magic Radio", which is an enhanced version of "Magic Radio".

Both rely on the cloud network as the transmission medium, but the radio can only transmit sound wave signals, while the TV set is more powerful and can also transmit image signals.

For example, at this moment, the live broadcast on the television was a boxing match being held in a certain gymnasium in Fort Colas, which attracted many boxing fans who couldn't afford tickets to the tavern to watch.

Joan was not very interested in boxing, so he greeted the chunky tavern owner and ordered a set meal including beef pie, French fries and drinks.

The boss stared at the young mage twice, with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Sir, please forgive my presumptuousness, it is not convenient for me to disclose, are you over 16 years old?"

Joan nodded and asked, "Why are you asking about this?"

"Sorry, sir, your face is too young, you look like a teenager, according to the local law, minors are prohibited from buying and drinking alcoholic beverages, so I have to ask first, can I replace the table wine with lemon soda for you water."

"Oh! That's it... Actually, I'm almost 20 years old!" Joan proudly raised her chest and head.

"20 years old?" The tavern owner's eyes widened in surprise, "You look like 17 years old at most."

Joan smiled embarrassingly, without explaining.

In fact, the owner of the tavern has very good eyesight. Since Qiao An took the "Spring Water of Youth", her biological age has remained at 17 forever, so she looks tender.

"Then I'll serve you a glass of vodka."

"Vodka?!" Joan quickly shook his head, "Forget it! You'd better give me lemon soda!"

The boss smiled knowingly, turned his head and went into the back kitchen, and soon brought a tray of steaming pies and French fries, and then handed him soda water and straws.

Joan was thirsty, so he drank half a bottle of sweet soda water in one breath, and burped a lemon-flavored belch, feeling refreshed.

While eating, Joan occasionally glanced at the live broadcast of the boxing match.

There is an "anti-magic field" attached to the boxing ring, and no one can try to cheat with spells or supernatural abilities. The contestants are purely competing in physical fitness and boxing skills.

This way of fighting suits Clark Heinier's taste very well, and Joan doesn't like it - not to use magic to strengthen his body, isn't this clearly discriminating against our master mage?

Two burly men fought bare-chested, punching each other with bruised noses and swollen faces, which drew applause from the audience, but Qiao An felt that it was nothing to watch, except for the championship prize placed next to the boxing ring, which aroused his interest.

It was a "Benma" brand magic off-road vehicle, the latest product launched by the Far East Automobile Factory.

The main purpose of the car factory naming this "Championship Championship" is to promote the new civilian off-road vehicles.

Joan thought the shape of that car was very cool, like a huge steel beast, it was soaring on the wild plains, it was so enjoyable just thinking about it!

Thinking of this, Joan couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

It's a pity that Brother Clark is still practicing in the polar regions. If he can come to participate in this boxing match, he will win the championship and win that cool big car, and he can go for a ride.

There are a total of twelve rounds in the boxing match, and during the break between the rounds, advertisements for the sponsors of the boxing match will be inserted.

One of the advertisements, for Glacier soda, provoked an outcry in the tavern.

Boxing fans seem to hate soda, and some people raised their glasses and shouted:

"Sissy drink soda!"

"Pure man only drinks vodka!"

There was a burst of laughter from all around, and everyone raised their glasses and shouted "vodka", "vodka" loudly!

Qiao An suddenly realized something, and quickly took a peek at the glass bottle in his hand. There was indeed a "Glacier" trademark printed on the label. Suddenly, his heart shivered, and he quickly covered the label on the outside of the glass bottle with his palm, and mixed with the crowd Cup cries: "Oh yeah! Vodka!"

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After filling his stomach, Joan left the tavern. According to the agreement, he first went to the "Friendly House" hotel to visit Mr. Franklin, who was a diplomatic envoy in Fort Colas.

The new regime represented by the Continental Congress, the "Republic of Willoa", has not yet been officially recognized by the Kolas Empire, and cannot openly set up an embassy in Fort Kolas. Old man Franklin can only stay in a hotel first.

Walking into the coffee shop on the second floor of the hotel, Joan heard someone calling his name beside him. He turned around and saw the old dean, Mr. Franklin, who was smiling.

"Joan, my good boy, I'm so glad to see you here!" The old man Franklin looked up and down the former students, his eyes full of relief, "I haven't seen you for a year, and you don't seem to have changed much."

"You look good as an old man, and you look more energetic than when you were in school. Maybe it's your career as a diplomat that has rejuvenated you."

"Haha! Look at what you said, I'm so busy all day, how can I not look old! Joan, you are better at talking than before, and the speed of improvement in eloquence is not inferior to your magic practice!"

Joan smiled shyly, pulled out a chair opposite the old dean and sat down, and ordered the waiter to bring over a cup of coffee.

After chatting for a while, the old man Franklin returned to the topic and thanked Joan specially.

"Thanks to your help in mediating, His Majesty Roland is very generous. He invited me to dinner last night. After chatting for two hours, we initially reached a cooperation intention on behalf of the two countries."

"Mr. Franklin, is His Majesty the Emperor easy to talk to?"

Joan had only met Roland Kolas once in the "virtual parlor", so he didn't know much about the Far East Emperor, but the other party's enthusiasm, openness and generosity left a good impression on him.

The old man Franklin lit his pipe, and replied slowly: "As the monarch of a country, how can His Majesty Roland behave rashly and have no city? It's not easy to talk, but he does have a better perspective than the bureaucrats of the Far East Foreign Ministry, and he won't be too Care about the minutiae, petty profit."