The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 73 Iron and Steel Mixture
Hearing so many people talk about the same tavern, not only Braum, but even Zell felt curious.

If he could, he'd like to do that—the Poro Café is the first place outsiders are looking for a drink in Piltover.

The owner of this tavern may be a formidable guy, it is worth learning... Hey.He remembered something, and suddenly turned on the delivery function.

Although this didn't allow him to find out the location of the Zuixiao's restaurant, it did allow him to check the locations of the heroes in the current area.After this investigation, he found some interesting things.

"Bron, do you have any money?"

"Dude, do you think Braum looks like someone who can carry money?" Bronn laughed, without a trace of shame in his voice.

"Go to Zui Xiao's restaurant, I will pay for you. Maybe you can meet interesting people."

Sure enough, he was penniless, as Zell thought, otherwise he wouldn't have asked this question.But even he overlooked the fact that Piltover's currency didn't work in the Freljord, where primitive barter was still practiced in some places.

After asking a few people on the way, Braum led the Poro to find an old building.

The house is of brick and stone structure, brightly lit inside, and the sound of booing and clinking glasses can be heard from time to time.It's just that the main entrance didn't seem to be on their side, and there was only one window in front of them. Out of curiosity, Bron moved closer to see what was going on inside the house.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he put his head close to the window, a white shadow rushed towards his face, and then the glass in front of him made a "snap" sound.The thing spread its wings and stared at them with eyes that were too big and sparkling.

This sudden attack, even Braum with a naturally big heart trembled his lips in fright, let alone the two Poro.She was so frightened that she stood still, as if her soul had left her body.

"Hey, it's a snowy owl." Braum came to his senses, and poked the poro's little head with his hand, and they shivered with fur, lying limply on Brann's shoulders.

The white owl was not hostile to them, it folded its wings and cooed twice.Then a middle-aged man walked to the window, and the owl jumped on his shoulder.

The man showed a kind smile and greeted them: "Are you here to drink? This exquisite old shop is the Drunken Owl Restaurant! We have a lot of stew and good wine to help you drive away the biting cold. Hurry up come in!"

Of course Bron didn't get in through the window, he went in through the front door.The amiable man just now was the owner of the tavern. After entering the door, he pointed to the wine list hanging behind the bar and asked Bron to call him after he thought about it.

There are a dozen kinds of wine in the store, and the above malt wine, Bron, has basically been drunk. Although Fussain red beer is cheap, it tastes bad.So he looked directly at the special tune, which is the characteristic of every tavern, and a boss with good taste must come up with several special tunes to make sense.

Burning Gold Porter

Karsten flower brew

Sentinel Vodka

Steel mixture
Xunma wine

"Wait, is there something strange mixed in? Steel mixture... It doesn't sound like a bar." Bron scratched his head, the name sounded like a medicine boiled by a witch doctor.

"Huh?" Zell couldn't understand the Freljord text, and only recognized it after hearing Bron's reading.

Isn't this the card he used for parkour and fear of death two days ago?Didn't expect the source to be here.Now even he became curious, because the use of spells directly obtained the effect, and it did not allow him to taste the taste of the potion. He wanted to try the taste of this thing.

"Maybe it's medicinal wine, try it."

"Pretty expensive to be honest."

"Don't save me money, just order this steel mixture."

Since it was Zell who paid the bill, it was natural for Bron to be respectful rather than obedient.

"Give me a cup of...steel mixture." Braum said loudly, but he was still a little confused by the strange name.Why is it called a steel mixture? Can it make people as hard as steel after drinking it?

The boss asked the handyman to fetch wine from the back hall, and Braum put the shield on the side against the wall, and took the poro off his shoulder and put it on the table.

As soon as the two little guys came in, they watched the boss's snowy owl vigilantly. The big and the small were close together, as if they were guarding against each other's surprise attack.

In the wild, snowy owls live by preying on rabbits.The Poro and the Rabbit looked pretty much the same, both fluffy and white, and even a snowy owl with excellent eyesight would inevitably be mistaken.

They really don't eat Poro, but they realize that admitting their mistakes is already a matter in the sky, and they are thrown from a high altitude, even if there is snow below them, it is difficult.Just like a shark recognizes a human as a seal, and only after taking a bite does it realize that something is wrong. It let go, but most of the people who were bitten are gone.

However, the boss was very warm-hearted. He blew his whistle when he noticed their situation, and let the snowy owl bring a carrot, cut it into slices, poured it with delicious stew, and brought it to their table.

"The outside world is tough, right? This appetizer is for Zui Xiao Restaurant." The boss has a mustache, a short and fat body, and a beer belly, which looks very friendly.

"Your enthusiasm is melting Braum, thank you so much." The food was obviously for the poro, but Braum acted happier than receiving the gift himself.

After eating the carrots, the Poro relaxed and stopped being wary of the snowy owl.They climbed onto Braum's shoulders along their arms, stepped on it a few times, yawned, and then curled up into a ball of fur and lay down quietly.

The length of their tongues is only visible when they yawn.

The steel mixture was delivered to the table by the handy girl, and it was only when Braum saw it that he realized how little it was.It is packed in a flat thick wine bottle, about two taels or less, which is not enough to fit between the teeth compared with a full pinch of red beer on other people's tables.

"Don't look at how little it is, even an ice troll will fall if this bottle goes down."

The speaker was across the table from Bron.

He was the biggest man Bloom had ever seen. Standing up, he could touch the beams above his head, and his arms and legs were full of tendons, as thick as a tree trunk.His face and beard were covered with red stubble, his body was wide and fat, his rosacea nose was as red as a chicken butt.The barrel-like beer belly is covered with unsightly scars. It is more complicated than the map. It seems that there must be many fights.

Braum had every reason to suspect that he had ice troll ancestry, given his unusual size and trademark rosacea.He once rescued a troll boy who was bigger than himself, and it turned out that their rosacea was born with nothing to do with age.

"Have you ever drank it?" Bron asked curiously.

"Of course I drank it. The steel mixture of Zui Xiao Restaurant is the signature. After I adjusted it, it can keep the cold away and strengthen the body. Even newborns will grow chest hair to keep out the cold after drinking it!" More than a dozen people were making noise and buzzing in Bron's ears.

For the first time, Bron felt that someone was louder than himself who said he was high.

"Try it, if it doesn't taste good, you can find me." The man blushed, as if the mine had collapsed, and burped loudly, "I guarantee it on the honor of the brewmaster, Gragas."

(End of this chapter)