Chapter 2024 Respect This Shit Life

"When you feel unsatisfactory in life, don't panic, touch your empty purse, and just cry." Mag looked at the middle-aged man who was sitting at the door of his tavern, looking at the bustling Titan Tavern diagonally across the street. The man said calmly.

The man looked back at Mag with some resentment, his mouth moved, and tears glistened in his eyes.

Judging from his clothes, although he is not rich, he is definitely not a tramp.

But one thing is certain, he definitely doesn't have the money in his pocket to afford a glass of wine, but he doesn't want to go home, so he sits at the door of a tavern, looking at another tavern with longing eyes.

Their excitement has nothing to do with me, because I have no money.

"A man has no money in his pocket, so he just can't get his back up." Mag sighed quietly, took out a few gold coins that he had just collected that night from his pocket, and tossed them in his hand.

The man's expression became more resentful, he glanced at the gold coin in Mag's hand, and looked away angrily.

Judging from his size, he was not sure that he would be able to snatch those gold coins from this cheap tavern owner.

After a while of silence, the man still looked back at Mag: "I have a story, and you have wine."

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Mag shook his head slightly.

Man: π__π…

"However, since you are so interested in the tavern opposite, why don't you sit at the opposite door?" Mag asked a little strangely.

"There are people coming and going there, I don't want to lose face? Besides, it's quite warm to sit here." The man glanced at him, still resentful.

"Oh, that's it." McGonagall thought thoughtfully, and then felt offended.

how?

Think I don't even have a shadow here?

Moreover, there is heating to rub?

"It's quite cold outside today." Mag stomped her feet. Although the indoor heater made the door a little warmer, it couldn't resist the bleak cold wind.

"Yeah, it would be great if there was a place to sit." The man rubbed his hands and nodded, looking at Mag expectantly.

"The steps are made quite flat, I'll leave the door a little wider for you." Mag smiled generously, then opened the door a crack, and a trace of warm air blew out from the tavern.

"Thank you." The man nodded with a difficult expression.

"You're welcome." Mag waved his hand generously, turned and entered the tavern.

"Alas..." Pasa sighed, and wrapped his little padded jacket tightly.

Man is so hard.

He is a long-distance carriage driver with more than 20 years of driving experience. He runs long-distance transportation for a commercial company and has been to many places, but he just lost his job today.

The boss said that there might be a war, the trade roads were impassable, and he didn't know when it would be restored, so he let them, the coachmen, go home.

It will take two days to receive this month's salary. Even if the salary is received from the boss, it must be handed over to the wife as soon as possible.

Of course, he is not afraid of his wife, he is...respecting his wife.

That's right, that's it.

There are three other children in the family, all of whom are of grown-up age. With his little salary, he could barely make ends meet.

After sitting for a while, Pasa was about to get up and go home. He had already made up his mind that he would look for a job tomorrow. Even if he couldn't be a coachman anymore, he could find some other job. At least he wouldn't let his wife and children go hungry.

"Two glasses?" At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind.

Pasa turned his head and looked at Mag who was carrying a small bench and a tray in his hand with some surprise.

Mag put the tray on the small bench. There was a plate of alcoholic peanuts in the tray, and a half bottle of Moutai that was left over from the group just now. Because there were too many people, Mag didn't know who to pack it for, so he just It can be dealt with like this.

Mag sat down on the steps with a glance across the small bench and Pasa, the door behind him was completely open, and the warm air was blowing from behind, blowing away the cold air.

"Boom~"

Meg uncorked the cork, and poured wine into the two glasses.

"Good wine!"

Pasha smelled the wine,

His eyes lit up immediately, he was not good at drinking, but the coachman would drink to keep out the cold in winter, he had traveled all over the world and drank wine from all over the world, but he had never smelled such wine.

"Taste." Mag poured two glasses of wine, reached out to pick up one, looked at Passa and said, "Come, respect this shit life."

"To this shitty life." Pasa also picked up the wine glass, clinked it lightly, and drank it down in one gulp.

This is a good wine that Pasa has never drunk in his life. After drinking the good wine, a feeling of warmth rises from the bottom of his heart. There is the warmth brought by this good wine, and there is also a glass of wine handed out by a stranger in the cold wind .

"Drunkard peanut, try it." Mag took a peanut and threw it into his mouth, chewing it crunchy.

Pasa then took a peanut and fed it to his mouth. He was surprised that this ordinary peanut turned out to be so crispy and spicy, which made people want to have another glass of wine.

Mag filled another glass for him, but this time he was not in a hurry to toast with him. This is not beer, one glass after another is dry, and half the bottle will be gone, and if this guy is drunk, he doesn't know what to do. It's good to arrange.

"I'm a coachman, and I've been to many places, Twilight Forest, Wind Forest, Chaos City...I've been to them all, but I haven't been to the Devil Islands. I heard that devils eat people and they want to take a boat. I didn't go..." Pasa chatted with Mag, but he didn't talk about the sad life, but what he saw and heard as a coachman walking on the Nolan continent these years.

Mag is listening carefully most of the time, listening to the world seen by a coachman and his views on the world.

It was a very interesting experience, at least not often in his life.

See how an ordinary person lives seriously.

"Thank you for the fine wine. When I have money in my pocket, I'll come to drink with you again. Next time...I'll invite you." Pasa was slightly drunk, looked at Mag seriously and said.

"Okay, please next time." Mag nodded with a smile, and hung the packaged alcoholic peanuts on Pasa's waist, with three candies inside. He said that there were three children in the family.

"Goodbye." Pasa waved his hand and left with a slight sway.

Mag stood at the door, watched him disappear into the street, and made sure that he could go home by himself, then turned around and entered the restaurant, turning off the signboard lights.

"This guy... is he really a strange person?" Effie frowned at the entrance of the Titan Tavern, a little confused.

"Miss Boss, have another bottle of wine!" A shout came from the tavern.

"Here we come." Effie quickly pushed the door open and went in, continuing to get busy.

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"Where have you been wandering again! You don't even come back to eat, have you grown up?" A woman with a big arm and a round waist stood at the door of an old house, looked at Pasa who was staggering towards him, and raised her voice. He picked up the bag, and already pinched a wooden slipper in his hand.

Three little heads poked out from the door of the house behind, looking at Pasa with some pity. u