Ghost Marriage

Chapter 155 - Tavern and Black Bear (1)

So I accepted it. This woman sent me to the door and told me to be careful, in the middle of the night I would often encounter many Monster, and at that time, I would also need to protect myself, and the talisman would protect me when necessary.

"Okay, thank you for your hospitality. I'm on my way." I thanked the grandpa and granddaughter for their good intentions and then brought the talisman along with me on the road. But my stomach was unbearably hungry, and I didn't know where I could open the door to cook in the middle of the night.

"Dong, dong, dong." I went up and knocked on the door. I felt that this tavern was different from the many others I had seen in the village, because it already looked old and run-down, and the wooden door here had long since rotted away, and there were traces of worms and bugs in it. It seemed that it had not been renovated for a very long time.

"Ah!" A guest has arrived! " Before I even took a step inside, the waiter had already shouted out and hurriedly ran in front of me to open the door. I didn't expect that the door to this tavern was actually the oldest kind of wooden door that was unlatched. I thought that the door was intentionally made to look nostalgic, but the result was that it was really old.

"What's wrong? It's already so late, what do you want to eat?" The waiter was also not dressed like someone from my era. He wore a large headscarf, and he was wearing a diagonally cut shirt with a thick blue cloth rope tied around his waist. It seemed like he was dressed many years ago.

"I'm hungry. I'll do whatever I want. It's best if I have rice. A bottle of beer. " I said as I closed my eyes to cover my growling stomach. I was too hungry and didn't know what to eat. Giving me a bowl of white rice was already a huge satisfaction for me.

"My apologies, but we don't sell beer here. We only sell pure sorghum wine brewed at home." After he finished speaking, he passed over a bottle of aged wine from a wooden shelf behind the counter. It really was filled with those kinds of jars, it seemed to be very fragrant. I've never had such an old wine before. I didn't even think about it before, so I said, Give me a bottle.

I took out a few underworld coins from my clothes and calculated the price before handing them over to him skeptically. The waiter happily counted them and even gave more when he saw that there was no need to look for them. I said that there was no need to look for them and he took them to hand to the boss before heading to the kitchen to get the dishes.

In this short span of time, I observed the structure of this shop. It really didn't look like a tavern in our modern society, and to be honest, no matter how old and shabby the village was, there wouldn't be anyone dressed like this. It was clearly the same outfit as in the Republic of China.

"Come on! The rice and dishes that you requested have been served! " This waiter is still full of energy to talk, I admire his spirit, quite vigorous.

"Thank you. Can you bring me a small bowl of wine to drink?" I thought about the old drinking style on TV, and I didn't think that the waiter would just give it to me without saying a word. Furthermore, he opened the bowl and took a look. Indeed, what was reflected on it were the characters of the Republic of China era.

"What's wrong? Customer, what are you looking at? " he asked. I didn't say anything, but pointed to the words under the bowl. He seemed to find them quite ordinary.

I said that it wasn't a matter of the bottom of the bowl, but rather whether the time of your tavern was very long. I didn't think that the waiter would chat with me about the history of this place, saying that this place had existed since the Qing Dynasty and had been existing since the time of the Republic of China.

"I know. Which dynasty are you in now?" I asked.

"The era of the Republic of China. Isn't that just putting on airs? Our boss isn't joking." The waiter's expression was extremely serious. After telling me all of this, I was even more suspicious of myself as if I had gone to a fake tavern.