[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

Chapter 231 Odachi wants to open a tavern

When Jiro Tachi came to Wanwu, he felt like a mouse fell into an oil drum.

"Cough." Taro reminded his younger brother who tended to be overly excited, "Don't delay the business."

The two of them came out this time not just to buy something. Jiro had already made up his mind a long time ago. Looking at Honmaru, Fusangshen each had plans for their future. Jiro, who originally wanted to live in a dream I also had to think about my future.

Others have made up their minds to make money for themselves and instead support the god judge. He is one of the only four big swords in the main pill, so he can't continue to be raised by the god judge.

In addition, the judge said that he should do what he likes, Jiro had a flash of inspiration and decided his future direction.

"I want to open a tavern, which sells nothing but all kinds of wine and appetizers."

The Japanese number whistled to Jiro to help out: "This is a good dream. I can go to drink with you every day when the tavern opens hahaha."

Therefore, before the tavern opened, Jiro already had the first customer.

"But Wanwu's taverns are all in small alleys, so it's hard to find them."

If there are few people, Jiro can use his nose to smell the wine to find the deep tavern, and he can also tell which store has the more mellow wine, so he will never go to an incompetent store by mistake.

But now, there are too many people, the two daidachi brothers are tall enough for them to stand out from the crowd, countless heads dangling under their noses, colorful hair can dazzle their eyes.

In desperation, they could only stand aside casually and let Jiro take out the abstract map he drew, trying to find the tavern in Wanwu that was said to have received countless praises on the forum.

"It's not my fault." Jiro looked at the wonderful map made by himself with difficulty, and explained to Taro with a frown, "Who would have thought that there are so many people in Wanwu now, and I can take it with my eyes closed?" Let's find a place, big brother."

"You don't understand."

Is it a question?No, Taro was very sure that Jiro's action of looking at the picture over and over again definitely forgot what he was drawing.

"Hahaha."

Jiro laughed awkwardly, and tried to step back. The distance between the two of them was only one meter, which was too dangerous for Taro to grab him as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Is this what you call a map?"

The twisted lines, the incomprehensible squares, and the horizontal and vertical streets of Wanwu, what did Jiro see to draw the map in such a ghostly way?

"What are you running for?"

Taro continued to smile, with an indescribably gentle tone.

Jiro felt that his hair was going to blow up. Brother, didn’t you see that those people passing by expressed their surprise at you with a smile? They all stopped to watch, brother. Smile back? !

"I was wrong."

Jiro knelt on the ground obediently, and the crowd behind him became the background. He had the illusion that he was going to kneel down forever: "I shouldn't draw a map when I'm drunk, and I will never do the same thing next time." Wrong."

"Oh, drunk."

Taro's tone turned cold: "Didn't I tell you many times that you can drink wine, but you can't get drunk?"

As Jiro wished, they are now surrounded by crowds of onlookers, but the expressions on their faces are obviously for watching a good show. These people seem to be quite looking forward to the upcoming plot of brothers' settlement of accounts.

"Because..." He asked me to drink it on the Japanese account!

No, the Japanese account has not been installed yet, so I cannot tell his name.

Jiro choked on the name with difficulty. In the eyes of outsiders, it was his expression of wanting to make excuses.

"Get up first, let's go back and talk."

The meaning of the lesson has been achieved. Taro is not interested in becoming a monkey in the eyes of others. He clicks on the brain, and there is a clear instruction map: "Then shut up and follow me."

Jiro obediently followed behind him, looking pitiful with his head down.

"That's the latest optical brain."

After the two left, some onlookers said enviously: "I applied for a vacation during the New Year before, and this optical brain was doing activities at that time, but it was still very expensive and I couldn't afford it."

The salary of the god judge will be higher and higher according to the performance, and the god judge who speaks does not look like a poor novice who has just joined the job. A fairly advanced formation.

However, it is such a rich person who would say that he can't afford it.

"It's a rich man."

"To be able to equip Fu Sangshen with such an optical brain is beyond description for a simple local tyrant."

"It's just another white-haired God of Wealth."

Cangli didn't expect that after so long, he could still hear his original image from the mouths of other judges. He stood at the edge of the crowd and listened to a few words, then raised his head and smiled brightly at the young lady next to him. It is very easy to get out of the opponent's mouth what happened just now.

"Tavern, Odachi Brothers, Light Brain... I can only think of those two from my own Honmaru when I combine these three keywords."

Sweetly thanked the strange lady, Cangli took Hasebe's hand and prepared to catch up with Jiro and the others. He felt like he was playing a game now, the time in a day was divided into several squares, Each block has a target that can be visited.

No, no, let's forget about the target of the strategy.

"My lord, why are you shivering suddenly, are you cold?"

Hasebe looked at the sun releasing heat in the sky, and felt that his question was quite stupid: "Or are you hungry?"

He asked a question that was very much in keeping with the status quo.

"No, I just thought of something suddenly and felt a little scary."

Cang Li rubbed his arms and turned left at the crossroad ahead. Of course he knew where the store Jiro was going to was, and he was the one who wrote the guide back then.

Well, it's just that Fu Sangshen must not let Fu Sangshen know about it. After all, the matter of the interrogator secretly disguised to go to Wanwu in the middle of the night, even if you think about it, you know it will not be allowed.

The main road is horizontal and vertical, but the small alleys inside have complicated branches. Different sundries are piled up in the aisles. After Hasebe walks for 5 minutes, there is a way to jump directly onto the roof with the examiner in his arms. .

"That won't do."

Cang Li kept walking: "Wanwu is covered by a special barrier, and the sky is the main object of their defense. Let's move forward honestly and rely on our legs."

"If you are targeted by current affairs because you are visiting a tavern, it will not be worth the loss, and the target is just five bends ahead, and we will arrive soon."

Once again, Hasebe admired the mind of the examiner. He felt that each of these trails looked similar. After writing down a few, he found that the characteristics of the first one were somewhat blurred, and he was quite confident in his memory. Hasebe suddenly began to wonder if there was a special arrangement in the alley.

"Every shop that can be opened in Wanwu has people behind it, and as a special place like a tavern, not only people who drink will find it, but also people with special requirements will come to it."

Cangli mouthed the silent word "information" and told Hasebe the truth.

"However, ordinary people like us who are just passing by don't need to be afraid. Anyway, the store can sell alcohol when it's open. We just go to drink."

After being fooled for a second, Hasebe regained his previous sanity: "My lord, you are not allowed to drink."

The story of sleeping for several days because of drunkenness has been spread among Fu Sangshen.

"Yes, yes, then I'll drink juice then, that's all right."

Cang Li didn't feel regretful at all, no matter how good the wine sold by Wanwu was, could it be as good as the ones in his ration bag? It was simply impossible.

"Master God Judge?"

Jiro heard a familiar voice from behind him, and when he looked back, he was really an acquaintance. Cangli really caught up with them and met them at the last turn.

"Share a table?"

"Fight."

Jiro felt in a trance that he had already entered the tavern, and the interrogator was an alcoholic. He sent him a request because the tavern didn't have enough space, so he agreed naturally.

"Then let's go in together."

Taro lifted the cloth at the door, and slightly lowered his head to Cangli: "The examiner first invites you."

"Then I'm welcome."

Cang Li walked into the tavern first.

This is a mixed-style tavern. On the left is a western-style bar. The light from the small spotlights hits the counter. The face of the bartender standing behind bartending can’t be seen clearly; on the right is a traditional Japanese-style bar. Beige lights fill the small space, which doesn't look like a tavern.

"It smells so good."

What Cang Li praised was of course not the wine, but the smell of red wine stewed beef wafting from behind the bar.

"Will this be for sale too? It smells so good."

When the light hit Cang Li's face, black vortexes appeared in his pupils for a moment, which could absorb everything around him.

The bartender wiped the glass for a while, and put the steaming hot plate next to him in front of Cangli.

"Please."

"Then I'm welcome."

Cang Li was not polite, and started to eat with a spoon.

The three fusangshen didn't comment on what happened in front of them. They looked at the warm but aggrieved Japanese-style room, and simply sat on the high stool next to the bar.

"Give me all the wine here, one glass at a time."

Jiro dared to speak up, yes, this is all in preparation for opening a tavern in the future, it is reasonable and cannot be coaxed.

Taro didn't try to stop him, his eyes were on the bartender's movements, and he watched the bartender put cups of beautiful jewel-like liquids in front of Jiro. Some of these wines tasted clear, some had a viscous aroma, and different The wines are showing their charm at this moment, expecting to be the first to be picked.

Jiro was as happy as a rabbit eating green vegetables. He thought that any glass was great, so he simply drank from the far left. The wine slowly covered his mouth and then slid down the throat.

There was a beautiful blush on his face, and the redness at the corners of his eyes was even more obvious.

"I want to test Honmaru's intelligence, from No. [-] to No. [-]."

Cangli put the spoon on the plate, smiled and said to the bartender, "This tastes great, please have another plate."

"The next game won't be free."

The neutral voice sounded out of nowhere and drifted into Cangli's ears.

"Do I look like a freeloader?"

Cang Li made a pun: "And please bring me a glass of juice, thank you."

Hasebe and Taro took a sip of soda water at the same time, their eyes fell on the bartender's wrist extended to collect the plate, and if there was a slight movement, they guaranteed that the man's hand would stay here.

"Ah."

If there was a smile that seemed to disappear after going around in a circle, the bartender moved quickly, and the second plate of stewed beef was delivered to Cang Li.

It was paired with a glass of beautiful fruit juice with layered colors. Cang Li mixed them together with a straw, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction after taking a sip.