Sky Dragon Rider

sky!Today is really Hera's lucky day!

For the owner of the inn who made a lot of money, the businessman Rondotai inevitably felt a little jealous, and suddenly felt that someone was touching him, but when he came back to his senses, he saw the big belly The owner of the fat inn was carrying an ale barrel onto the counter, and stuffed the wine glass that had been emptied before.

"Rondotai! Today I am treating you to Hera, drink as you like!"

The owner of the obese inn was obviously very happy. He danced and rushed into the backyard of the inn with agility and speed that was completely disproportionate to his body shape, followed by continuous shouting and cursing.

"Dendot, you bastard is lazy again, hurry up, there are distinguished guests today, take out the best raw beef, sprinkle more spices, if I see you lazy again, I will drive you out, hear No! Slacker!"

Obviously, the voice of Hera, the owner of the fat inn, reprimanding the poor guy was also full of joy, such a transformation of joy into roar, such a reversal is jaw-dropping.

"Hehe! Boss Hera's treat, can I invite you two to have a few drinks too, the ale in this pub is absolutely authentic."

The good mood of the obese owner Hera also infected the old customer of the inn, Rondotai. He unceremoniously took out two wine glasses from behind the counter of the inn, rinsed them with a little ale, and then filled them up. A glass of pale golden ale was delivered to the wooden table in front of the black-haired, black-eyed young nobleman and the middle-aged man beside him like an assistant from the guest shop. one time.

"Hello! My lord, my name is Rondotai, and I specialize in food business."

As a businessman, he naturally understands that making friends in good faith at any time may bring him unexpected benefits in the future.

"Hello! My name is Lin Mo! This is my general, Lei Ming!"

The Gemini sisters were very thoughtful, and even prepared plans and costumes for Lin Mo and others to pretend to spy on intelligence. Lin Mo pretended to be a traveling nobleman, and Chamberlain, the captain of the support team, served as his general.

In fact, this thunder-type sword god was originally the personal bodyguard of Duke Theron, the highest officer in the Eastern Military Region.

Chamberlain picked up the wine glass, put it in front of his eyes and sniffed it, nodded at Lin Mo, and then drank it happily. A strong smell of wheat and alcohol kept swimming between his mouth, what the businessman said Yes, the quality of wine is indeed very authentic.

Lin Mo just glanced at the ale in front of him, but didn't intend to do anything. According to the pilot regulations, alcohol can damage people's nerves, and it is definitely a high-voltage line that cannot be touched. Once discovered, he will be directly deprived of the qualification to fly. Looking up to the sky from the ground, any alcohol has therefore become a taboo in his profession.

The completely different actions of the two fell into Rondotai's eyes, but he gave birth to many thoughts. The family will be extremely professional and loyal, and the young nobleman seems to think that drinking ale is degrading.

"Master Lin Mo, your accent doesn't seem to be from Portland."

Rondotai was very curious about why the other party was interested in coming to this remote town. There were no other specialties nearby except the fluorite mine. Most of the businessmen who came and went came for the fluorite ore, and only a few ventured through the ice rock. Mountains and green mist forests, merchants who trade scarce commodities between the two countries.

"Mr. Rondotai, you are right. I am not from Portland, but from the Republic of Lahn in the south. I am the second heir to the baron of the Sun Luo family."

Dragon Knight does not have the extremely professional language adaptability of intelligence personnel like the Gemini sisters. Although this accent has become a little weak after two years in the earth civilization, it is still very different from the Portlanders.

"I see!"

Rondotai thought he had guessed a part of the answer. There is only one noble title. If the child is an only child or one son with multiple daughters, that's fine. If there are several sons, then the patriarch with the title will have to make a difficult choice Choose one of them as your heir.

If the successor is kind and magnanimous, although the other brothers can't eat meat, they can still drink some soup and share some of the benefits brought by the title, but if they meet a hard-hearted one, then the other brothers can only get a fortune Qian seeks another livelihood, or finds his own way of earning a living while traveling away from the family, and may be able to stand out and achieve some achievements, and may be lost to all sentient beings forever.

There is only one title, no matter what, it can't support the family to spread out, and it will inevitably become a disaster within the family, and even cause the same room to fight.

The young nobleman with only one general in front of him may be traveling while looking for his own shelter, which is both emotional and sympathetic.

"Mr. Rondotai seems to have a good business, and you can find business opportunities in such a small town. It seems that your vision must be superior to others."

Behind the seemingly flattering words, Lin Mo calmly waited for the other party's reaction.

If I was lucky, I was able to meet a grain merchant, and it was vaguely not an ordinary grain merchant.

Rondotai was completely unaware of the overzealous generosity of the owner of the inn, so he unexpectedly attracted the attention of those who cared about him.

"Where are you, eat your food."

Rondotai was muttering in his heart, does this master want to compete with him for business?He shook his head hastily and said, "How much money can you earn in the food business, at most, it's just hard-earned money of a hundred or ten gold coins a year."

With an extra mind, he deliberately reduced his income to [-]%, so that this young nobleman with a lot of money would retreat.

In case the other party's erlenzi loses his temper and fights against him to hurt others, with his own capital, I am afraid that the current lucrative business will have to be sold to others on the spot, which is a waste of effort He who just got this opportunity would never want to see it anyway.

"Oh!"

Lin Mo nodded noncommittally, and already had some confidence in his heart, at least his eyes were no longer dark.

Hera, the owner of the fat inn, was like an acrobatic clown. She turned out of the yard behind the counter with a heavy wooden plate, and quickly walked to the table where Lin Mo and the sword god Chamberlain were sitting, and began to serve vegetable.

"My lord, your beef and raw lettuce, beet puree and others will be ready at once."

"Well! Master Rondotai, if you want, you can share this meal with us."

Lin Mo pulled out the exquisitely crafted tactical survival knife from his waist, and at the same time extended an invitation to the grain merchant.

In the past few days in the Bingyan Mountains, he relied on the dry food he brought with him and hunted some cold zone beasts for food. He came to this wine inn to inquire about news, and to fill his stomach on the other hand. (To be continued. Please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)