Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

Chapter 207 Musicians

"Bailang's special pork knuckle is really delicious!"

After the two walked out of the dining room, Esther couldn't help feeling so emotional that she planned to return to the ship and write to Klein in two days, telling him to try it if he had the chance.

"You really have a persistent preference for food. You usually look used to seeing what you eat on the boat."

Esther has a serious face: "Eliminating hunger is not the same as enjoying food! Only simple coarse salt and charcoal are used for grilling to retain the most original flavor of meat, and then use self-prepared seasonings to display more free preferences. ..."

Mary looked at Esther with a vague eye: "How can you be so professional, were you a food critic before?"

"No, I used to play the harmonica for tips."

Mary thought about it: "I wanted to ask you a long time ago, is this true or not? If it is said that you rely on the ability of 'stealing' to make a living, then I believe it."

"Of course it's true." Esther was a little dissatisfied, "Don't I seem to have nothing to do with musicians?"

"Of course." Mary replied firmly.

"Anyway, I'm not on the 'Clover' now, so I can prove it to you."

Mary became even more curious: "Isn't it okay on the 'Clover'? Why?"

The corners of Esther's mouth gradually curled up: "It's just that I'm worried about causing bad influence."

"Anyway, I'm going to sit at the bar later, and you can play whatever you want there. As long as it doesn't sound too bad, the bartender generally doesn't care."

Well, although I'm not referring to this kind of influence... Esther laughed and moved the topic away.

She didn't play the harmonica on the "Clover", more because she was worried about causing the ship or Aaron to overreact. Now that she was ashore, of course, she didn't have such worries.

Hours later, "Toucan Bar".

Mary held the beer glass and took a sip of the Lie Langqi in it, then stared at Esther blankly.

The sound of the harmonica is melodious and melodious, like the chirping of a bird. This is a piece of music that Mary has never heard before.

After Esther put down the harmonica, Mary couldn't help but put down her wine glass and applauded dignifiedly. The other guests also came to their senses and followed in amazement to express their praise with applause.

At this time, the sky was just getting dark, and there were not many customers in the bar, but they began to whisper to each other, and their curious eyes turned more frequently to the two laughing ladies at the bar.Originally in a bar full of men, the two of them were very eye-catching, and with this performance, it was hard not to be eye-catching.

However, Mary deliberately tightened her shirt to reveal the shape of the small revolver underneath, which made those people turn their heads with interest.

"It's a beautiful song, what's its name?" The tall bartender at the bar handed a freshly filled beer glass to the single customer on the other side, then leaned over and chatted with the two in Intis with a slight accent stand up.

Esther smiled and replied: "Flower Dance. I also heard the song from others a long time ago. I thought it was very good, so I learned it."

"Your performance is wonderful," the single customer raised his glass to the two of them, showing a friendly smile. His Intis language was much more fluent than the bartender's. "Shall I buy you something? The local The cocha is worth a try, and it is a very good cocktail with some juice or soda.”

Balam's tropical climate is very suitable for the growth of various fruits, including special sugarcane, because the leftovers after processing sugarcane can be used for brewing, its price is not expensive, and it will be available in any local tavern, and it is quite popular with local residents With favorite alcoholic beverage.

The gentleman who was sitting alone at the bar looked like a man of mixed race, but his skin color was not that dark.

He was wearing a dark gray Loen suit, with little blood on his face, short brown hair pressed under a soft gentleman hat, dark brown eyes slightly cloudy and red, and a restrained but not sincere smile on his face.

Mary elbowed Esther: "I heard that asking someone to drink Kechasa means courtship~"

The bartender shook his head amusedly: "That's just a rumor, and we don't know why there is such a saying."

Esther smiled at Mary, who had been swept away, and turned to the gentleman on the other side: "Thank you for your suggestion, I will try it next time."

The bartender bared his teeth at the gentleman on the other side: "Jeremiah, just learning how to dress from the rich people from the Northern Continent will not make you more favored."

Esther glanced at the bartender helplessly: "Do you have anything to eat here?"

Mary took two more sips of Lie Langqi, and said to the bartender with a smile: "It would be better if there were sweets, she just likes this sip."

Before the bartender opened his mouth to introduce, the man called "Jeremiah" knocked on the bar and pushed out a few silver coins: "One cream cheese shrimp meringue tart, one cassava fries, and a glass of Quaint Asu Juice.”

The bartender gave him a blank look, and turned his questioning gaze to the two ladies. Esther had never heard of these things, so she had to look at Mary, who was more familiar with this place.

Mary shrugged indifferently: "Anyway, there are guests, so that's all."

The bartender grabbed the few silver coins and went to prepare what Jeremiah ordered. Anyway, there was money to be made, so there was no need for him to continue to ridicule his old friend.

Mary stared at Esther in distress: "It's a pity you don't have some wine! We're at a bar!"

Esther propped her face with her left hand, but from the corner of her eye she was looking at Mr. Jeremiah behind Mary, but after ordering something, he averted his gaze, and after the restrained smile disappeared, he His expression looked strangely indifferent.

Quite a depressing and weird person, he has an aura that makes me uncomfortable... Esther and Mary chatted and laughed normally, but only paid a little attention to each other.

After the bartender brought the food, he went to deliver beer to several other customers in the shop.

Esther took a bite of the meringue that looked like a sandwich egg tart. The warm shrimp inside was wrapped in a liquid with a rich coconut milk flavor. The aroma was rich, but it was a mixture of salty and sweet.

Esther was a bit shady about the salty-sweet taste, so she didn't eat the remaining pieces. Fried cassava roots were more to her liking, like French fries with a thicker texture.

Gupu Asu Juice is a bit complicated to drink. It seems that the tastes of various tropical fruits are mixed together, and it is actually quite good.

A few minutes after Esther and Mary began to enjoy their snacks, Mr. Jeremiah got up, and he came over and politely handed Esther his business card.

Esther was stunned for a moment. Given the kindness of the other party's treat, she did not refuse to accept this flimsy little piece of paper.

"Jeremiah Carnard, Tenet Trading Company..."

Jeremiah smiled and bowed, full of etiquette: "It's just a small local company in Balam, operating some transactions to sell special products to the North Continent."

Tenet raspberry is a fruit clustered outside the bark of the Balam tropical rainforest. It has a light creamy sweet taste.Obviously this is a company established in West Balam, so the local fruit was deliberately chosen as the name.

Mary glanced at the man: "You speak Intis well, you should have dealt with people from various places?"

"My previous employer was a gentleman from Intis, so I still have something to do. Goodbye, two ladies."

After Jeremiah left, Mary shook her head at Esther: "I don't like this man, he's a bit too... hypocritical."

Esther smiled slightly, and pressed the business card under the rattan frame containing cassava fries: "I don't like it either, I can feel that he has some bad secrets."

For example, the sweet and bloody smell on Jeremiah made Esther uncomfortable. Although it was only for a moment, Esther still felt the abnormality.

Mary asked the bartender to pour her another glass of Lie Ronzi, and asked him, "Is that Jeremiah from here?"

"Yeah, he is also a regular customer here, and I often see him meeting different people." The bartender muttered.

Esther took another two sips of Gupu Asu's juice: "Do you know anything about this Mr. Karnad?"

The bartender lowered his voice, and was very excited because of the gossip: "I also heard from others that it is said that after Jeremiah's mother gave birth to him, his father returned to Loen. You know, this is a very common thing in the Southern Continent. His father never came back anyway."

"But his father also left a little property, and Jeremiah's mother was also good-minded, and she could always find something to earn a living, and with that little money, she managed to get by. After Jeremiah grew up, she took Jeremiah with him. Limy taught his children a lot by working under the hands of a wealthy Intis."

Esther nodded: "He usually has a lot of contacts?"

The bartender hesitated and rolled his eyes: "I can tell you, but... there is a condition."

Mary put down her wine glass with an uneasy expression: "What condition? You don't intend to take this opportunity to blackmail us, do you?"

"I don't dare to do that kind of thing. I just hope that this lady 'musician' can play two more pieces, and the guests will like it." The bartender smiled obsequiously, and looked at Esther expectantly.

"Okay, it's nothing to me."

Seeing that there were no other customers calling him in the bar, the bartender lowered his voice and moved closer to the two of them. After he bent over, his tall shoulders looked more like a black bear: "He seems to have joined some organization a few years ago, and he can only be helped by others." I got mixed up in that company, so now I’m making a lot of money.”

"There are a lot of things like West Balam, it's not new." Mary was a little dissatisfied with such an answer.

The bartender shook his head: "It seems to be some kind of underground belief, I don't know anything else, and I don't have an answer if you ask me."

Esther drank the last bit of Gupu Asu's juice and wiped the corner of her mouth: "Thank you for the information."

With a blushing face, Mary raised her glass to the bartender, her eyes frighteningly bright: "Have another glass of Lie Ranzie! It's hard to enjoy the performance of our 'musician' without wine."

"Now you believe it?" Esther asked amusedly.

Under the influence of the alcoholic beverage, Mary's smile became brighter: "If you can play two more songs, I will trust you more."

(End of this chapter)