"Are you kidding?! The cat plays the piano?!"

When Goodman asked where the musician he had just played was, Tom calmly got off the stool, pulled his bow tie, and bowed very gentlemanly.

It shocked a group of ship workers to their eyes.

"No, Brother Tatsuya, I know Tom is very smart, but there must be a limit, right?" Goodman knew Tom a little, but now he found that he only knew a little.

"Does Tom want to play again? If you feel tired, just a short paragraph." Zhang Da also sought Tom's opinion.

Tom nodded and sat back, playing the last short section of the Turkish March.

The boatmen watched Tom's movements and listened to the sound of the piano, their mouths wider and wider.

A few minutes later, the sound of the piano stopped, and the boatmen pressed their chins that fell to the floor and burst into cheers:

"marvelous!"

"What awesome cat!"

"Where can I buy this kind of cat?"

...

Tom glanced at these stupid humans and was very indifferent to the cheers. He walked steadily next to Zhang Daye step by step, took off his tuxedo and handed it to Zhang Daye.

After taking off his tuxedo, Tom seemed to have changed into a cat, waved his hand with a smug look in the cheers, and then returned to the bar to have tea and read the newspaper.

Zhang Da also looked at the group of silly people who were blocking the door and whistling excitedly, patted his forehead helplessly and asked, "Dear uncles and brothers, what are you here for?"

Goodman reacted: "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot about the business."

Uncle Goodman was still reliable, so he quickly took them to buy wine, and Zhang Da felt a little relieved.

He continued: "Besides drinking today, there is another more important thing, that is..."

Speaking of this, Goodman hugged Zhang Daye's shoulder and asked stingyly: "The lady who ran with you in the morning is the one sitting there, right? Tell me what your relationship is?"

Zhang Daye:???

Why are you guys so gossipy?

Helplessly, he introduced Artoria as the guard of the tavern.

These guys didn't even bother to be surprised at how Artoria was so petite, she cried and asked why she was not Zhang Daye's lover, sister, or tavern waiter.

Only Goodman smiled happily because the other person didn't win the bet on the bet, and the dealer took all the money.

Zhang Da just wants to say that these people are so full.

Fifteen ships turned their worries into alcohol tolerance and each hand was a bottle of wine, and they didn't even hold the cup and blew it directly into the bottle.

The wine I received was over 1,000 Bailey, which made Zhang Da smile.

"The one in the lead is Uncle Goodman. When I first arrived here, Tom and I were taken care of by their family." Zhang Da also brought them some roast chicken and roast pork and other food, and returned to the bar to introduce it to Artoria.

"Sounds like a good person." Artoria nodded, watching the noisy crowd show no signs of trouble, and eating snacks on her own.

Goodman and his colleagues bragged for a while, then came to chat with Zhang Da.

"How about it, boy, have you been going well these days?"

"It's okay, I'm just busy cleaning and counting goods. If the customers are as worry-free as they are now, it seems easy to open a tavern?"

"Haha, it's mostly the case, otherwise why is it that old Bob doing it for so long and hasn't lost money yet?" Goodman took a sip of wine, "But you're really clean, not like you used to be greasy."

Of course it was clean. Tom wiped it with his own hands, and did not directly remove the tavern and rebuilt it as a face.

"Maybe many people prefer the greasy feeling of old taverns?" Zhang Da also felt that the old taverns in the movie were a little more dilapidated and greasy, and setting up a stove to make it more atmosphere.

However, living in the place you run is better, it is better to be cleaner, and there is no hearthstone to rub.

Goodman was obviously a sentimental: "Where is such a weird person?"

Zhang Da also smiled: "Why haven't I seen Little Baier these days?"

"Molly doesn't allow him to cause trouble for you, and she's worried that you'll be busy these days," said Goodman.

"You saw it too. I'm not that busy here, so I can come and play at any time." Zhang Da also felt that Baier was the most sensible among the many naughty kids he had seen.

"Okay, I'll tell him, but I'm going to take him to the dock as an apprentice recently."

"He's less than five years old?"

"What's wrong with the age of five? I remembered when I was young..." Goodman was stuck. He couldn't be younger than five years old. This matter was impossible to brag about and was embarrassing.

Lifting the bottle, tons of tons: "Anyway, I don't want him to run wild outside like this anymore."

Zhang Da nodded, and he was familiar with him. He couldn't say too much about how others educated their children.

"Brother, when did you meet that lady? That person is not an ordinary person at first glance, right?" Goodman hooked Zhang Daye's shoulder and lowered his voice, with the smile of an elder. "And Molly heard that you were shopping with a girl, she said with a smile that Brother Daye has reached this age, so she asked me to ask, are you really not... that kind of relationship?"

Artoria glanced over there strangely, and Zhang Da waved his hand and signaled that it was okay.

After being squirted by the alcohol, Zhang Da pushed Goodman away with a little disgusted: "Everyone said she is an escort, a knight from Britain, a very reliable person."

Goodman also asked, and the others shouted: "Brother, there is not enough wine! So is meat!"

"Here you come!" Zhang Da also hurried to deliver things.

"Goodman, do you want to hide from the wine when you run over there?"

"Don't hide, I can put you ten of them down!"

It was noisy and the group consumed nearly 100,000 Baileys, because they had to work in the afternoon and couldn't drink too much.

The profit was very high, but the high taxes made him feel a little distressed. He thought that it would be better to wait until his strength is strong enough to move to an illegal area and fight with Xia Qi.

After the boatmen left, some guests came one after another, some of whom were drinking alone, while others were in groups of three or five.

Occasionally, old customers in the past tavern asked about old Bob's situation, and Zhang Da also said it truthfully, trying to chat with the guests, just to talk about which pirate group caused trouble and which navy general made contributions, and so on recent news in newspapers.

The tavern is open from 11:00 am to 2:00 pm, and it is temporarily resting, and Zhang Da also packs up the messy wine table.

Lunch was taken while there were fewer guests, and it was a little hurry. Zhang Da was also considering whether to advance lunch to 10:30 in the future, and after eating it, it would open the business at about 11 o'clock.

Tom turned over lazily at the bar and didn't want to move.

However, Artoria was like Zhang Daye to help with work. Seeing her taking the mop as serious as holding a sword, Zhang Da was also a little worried that she could poke a hole in the floor.
Chapter completed!