It was noon at this time, and the hanging sun seemed to burn everything. The scenery a little far away from the road became slightly distorted due to the dancing of the air heat wave.

Roland followed the path back to the hillside, and the church gate was open. He walked in and saw Falken treating a fat aunt. A white light column enveloped the woman. After a moment, the woman laughed and left with dozens of kilograms of fat. She was very heroic.

After finishing the work, Falken saw Roland, and said nothing, and threw a linguistic knowledge first. Then he asked, "How much money did you earn?"

"Twenty-eight copper coins." Roland took a coin out of his clothes: "That's right, this should be a copper coins."

Falken walked over with his hands behind his back, and smiled and said, "I made more money than I thought. I thought it would be good if you could earn ten copper coins at the beginning. Twenty-eight copper coins are enough for your food expenses for several days."

Roland called out: "I'm lucky. I'm a little hungry when I say there is a place to eat in the town."

"After going down the mountain, turn right, walk straight along the path, and after passing a pier, you can see a tavern on your right. The things inside are all good, they are cheap enough. Of course, the taste can only be considered average, and I don't know if it suits your taste."

"It's good to eat if you have something to eat." Roland shrugged, thanked Falken, and left the church.

Following Falken's guidance, Roland found the tavern in the scorching sun.

The door sign of the tavern is engraved with four hieroglyphs. Knowing language can only make people chat with each other. It acts on the spiritual communication between the two parties, and will not allow the caster or the caster to understand the words and writing.

The tavern covers a small area, which is estimated to be only about 100 square meters, which should be less than 200 square meters. The door is a small, low wooden door, and you can see the inside from the outside.

Several old but clean round tables, surrounded by several round stools, the fragrance of bread and the slightly sour smell of wine, came out from it, and Roland also saw several men surrounding a table, drinking wine in a large gray wooden cup, and making noises as if no one was around, as if drunk.

Roland pushed the door and walked in. The waitress who had been standing at the counter immediately turned her head and shouted with bright eyes: "Sir, welcome to the 'Huguang Tavern'. What do you need?"

It turns out that the four words at the entrance of the tavern mean ‘Huguang Tavern’.

In the waitress's surprised gaze, Roland left the door of the tavern, used the system's own camera function to take pictures of the four hieroglyphs, and then wrote the Chinese meaning of the four hieroglyphs on the note at the back.

Although "knowing language" cannot make people understand words immediately, just by using them from a different angle, they can make people learn words quickly, and there seems to be no language restrictions, which is a good spell.

Roland, who found another trick, was a little happy inside, but when he entered the tavern, he saw the waitress looking at him with a strange look. After he thought about it, he knew that it was his strange behavior that had just caused the other party's surprise.

"Do you have anything cheap and delicious?" Roland sat on the chair in front of the counter and asked with a smile: "Don't recommend too expensive things, I don't have much money."

Although this waitress is not pretty, she is young and cute. There are some freckles on both sides of her nose, her eyes are water-blue, and her eyes are big. She smiles sweetly, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"Then I recommend honey bread." The waitress also wore linen clothes, but the style looked a little more refreshed and cleaner: "I know you, the hero who saved three children, but unfortunately I am not the owner of the tavern, otherwise I would definitely sell you the honey bread at half price."

"Then let's have a honey bread first."

"Okay, please wait." The waitress turned and returned to the kitchen, and soon came out with a plate, which was placed on it with a long bread, covered with waxy honey: "This is the bread you ordered, and two copper coins."

The honey bread looked quite big, and only two copper coins were considered a conscientious price. At least Roland felt that way. He took out two copper coins and handed them over, and then found that the waitress looked at his hand with a strange look.

After retracting his hand, Roland realized that there were five or six large blood blisters on each of his hands, which looked very conspicuous. He pressed it and found that it didn't hurt, but was a little scared, knowing that it was because the pain was only one-tenth of it.

This is the sequelae left by mining, but if it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t matter. I will continue to dig tomorrow morning and continue to save money.

After taking the bread, Roland took a bite, and then his expression was very subtle. The honey is the best and the noodles are also the best, but the honey bread tastes not very good, very hard, and even has an indescribable taste.

No wonder Falken said that the food in this tavern would be unto his taste.

When the waitress saw that Roland's expression was very subtle, she didn't know what happened. She smiled and said, "It's not to your taste? But the bread here is the best in the town, but it's not to the appetite of a big man like you."

"What a big man, he's just a little devil."

Among the few men sitting there drinking, one of them turned around and shouted with a blushing face: "There is no other advantage to be fine and tender. Being able to save three little guys is just luck. If it were me, I would do it, why do you just praise this little guy so much?"

Roland knew that he should be famous in the town, but he didn't know that he was actually very famous. Children are the future of a family, the future of the town, and the future of the country. No matter where they are, descendants are always the most important.

Saving a child's life is often more likely to make people feel grateful than saving an adult.

Of course, no matter how heroic or outstanding a person is, some people will naturally dislike him. Many times, this kind of emotion will occur, and there is only one reason.

envy.

Roland looked at the three drunks and found that they were all middle-aged and there was nothing worth mentioning. Their bodies looked no different from ordinary people, and their appearance and temperament were not outstanding.

It wasn't that a task was triggered, he thought of this, and then he became the intention of experimenting. He said with a provocative smile: "Don't say anything nonsense, why don't we go out to practice?"
Chapter completed!