Not only Bronn, but even Zel felt curious when he heard so many people talk about the same tavern.

If possible, he wanted to do this too—but when outsiders were looking for drinks in Picheng, people recommended Polo Cafe first.

The owner of this tavern may be a great guy, it is worth learning... Hey. He remembered something and suddenly turned on the placement function.

Although this did not allow him to find the location of the Zui Xiao Pavilion, he could see the locations of various heroes in the current area. This investigation indeed made him discover some interesting things.

"Bronn, have you brought the money?"

"Man, do you think Bron seems to be someone who can bring money?" Bron laughed, and there was no trace of shame in his voice.

"Go to Zuixiao Restaurant, I'll pay for you. Maybe I can meet interesting people."

Sure enough, penniless, just like Zel thought, otherwise he wouldn't have asked this question. But even he ignored one thing, that is, Piltwolf's currency was not applicable in Frelljord, and some places were even living the primitive bartering days.

Asked a few people on the way, Bronn took Poluo to find an old building in front of an old building.

The room was made of brick and stone, with bright lights inside, and the sound of cheering and clinking cups from time to time came. However, the main door seemed not to be on their side, and there was only a window in front of him. Out of curiosity, Bron approached to see what was going on inside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he put his head close to the window, a white shadow came to his face, and then the glass in front of him made a "pop" sound. The thing spread its wings and stared at them with surprisingly bright eyes.

This sudden attack, even Bronn's natural big heart was frightened and trembled his lips, let alone the two Poluo. He was so scared that he stood still, as if his soul had already left his body.

"Hey, it turns out to be a snowy owl." Bron reacted and poked Poluo's little head. They shook their fluffy all over and lay softly on Bron's shoulders.

The white owl did not hold hostage to them, it put its wings and cooed twice. Then a middle-aged man walked to the window, and the owl jumped onto his shoulder.

The man smiled kindly and greeted them: "Are you here to drink? This exquisite old restaurant is the Zuixiao Restaurant! We have a lot of stewed soups and fine wines to help you drive away the biting cold. Come in!"

Of course, Bronn didn't get in through the window. He entered through the main entrance. The kind man just now was the owner of the tavern. After entering the door, he pointed to the wine list hanging behind the bar, and asked Bronn to call him after he had finished thinking about it.

There are a total of more than ten kinds of wine in the store, and the ale wine on it has basically been drunk. Although Forsyn Red Beer is cheap, it tastes bad. So he looked directly at the special tunes, which is the feature of every tavern. A boss with a good taste must come up with several special tunes to make sense.

Scalloping sun Golden Porter

Casten Flower Brew

Sentinel Vodka

Steel synthetic agent

Looking for Ma Wine

"Wait, did you get into something strange? Steel synthetic agent...it doesn't sound like a bar." Bron scratched his head. The name sounded like a medicine made by a witch doctor.

"Hmm?" Zell couldn't understand Frelljord's words, and only recognized him after listening to Bronnian.

Isn't this the card he used to use for Parkour two days ago? I didn't expect that the source was here. Now he became curious because using spells directly to obtain effects and could not let him taste the smell of potions. He wanted to try the taste of this thing.

"Maybe it's medicinal wine, try it."

"It's quite expensive to tell the truth."

"Don't save me money, just order this steel mixture."

Since Zell paid for the bill, Bronn naturally was not as respectful as he was to obey his orders.

"Give me a cup of steel mixture." Bron said loudly, but he was still a little confused about the strange name. Why do you call it steel mixture? Can drinking it make people as hard as steel?

The boss asked the mates to go to the back hall to get the wine. Bron put the shield against the wall and took down the Poluo on his shoulder and placed it on the table.

As soon as the two little guys came in, they stared at the boss's snowy owl vigilantly, one big and one small, close together, as if they were guarding against the other's surprise attack.

In the wild, snowy owls make a living by preying on rabbits. Poluo and rabbits look very similar, both white and fluffy, and even snowy owls with excellent vision will inevitably admit their mistakes.

They do not eat Poluo, but they find that admitting mistakes is already in the sky. They are thrown from high altitudes, and even if there is snow below, it is hard to hold on. Just like a shark recognizes a person as a seal, and after biting it, it finds something wrong. It is let go, but most of the people who are bitten are gone.

But the boss was very heartwarming. When he noticed their situation, he blew his whistle and asked the snowy owl to bring a carrot, cut it into slices, then drizzle it with delicious stew and serve it to their table.

"The world outside is very difficult, right? This dish of appetizer is invited by Zui Xiaoguan." The boss has a beard with a beard, a short and fat body, and has a beer belly, looking extremely friendly.

"Your enthusiasm is about to melt Bron, thank you so much." The thing was obviously for Poro, but Bron acted happier than receiving the gift.

After eating carrots, Poluo relaxed and no longer guarded against snowy owls. They climbed along their arms to Bron's shoulders, yawned on them for a few rounds, and then curled into a ball of hair and lay down quietly.

Only when they yawn can they see how long their tongues are.

The steel mixture was sent to the table by a girl who was trashed. When Bron saw it, he realized that it was so small. He was filled with a flat thick wine bottle, which was about two taels, which was not enough to be stuck between his teeth compared to the full red beer on other people's tables.

"Don't look at it, even the ice trolls will make somersaults if they go down this bottle."

The person who spoke was separated from Bronn by a table.

He was the largest person Bronn had ever seen. He could rub the beams on his head, his arms and legs were covered with tendons, as thick as a tree trunk. His face was full of red stubble, his body was wide and fat, his nose was red like a roast chicken butt. The beer-like belly was crisscrossed with ugly scars, which was a little more complicated than the map, and it seemed that there were many fights.

Bronn had every reason to suspect that he had the blood of an ice troll, and this extraordinary body shape and the iconic rosacea were both troll characteristics. He had saved a troll boy who was older than himself, and it turned out that their rosacea was born and had nothing to do with age.

"Have you drunk?" Bronn said curiously.

"Of course I have drunk it. The steel mixture from Zuixiao Xiaoguan is a signature brand. After my adjustment, it can drive away the cold and strengthen the body. Even newborns will grow chest hair that keeps cold when they drink it!" It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he spoke, he was like a dozen people making noise in his ears, buzzing in Bronn's ears.

For the first time, Bronn felt that someone was even more noisy than he said he was so excited.

"Try it, if you don't drink it, come to me." The man's face turned red, and he burped with a loud hiccup like a mine collapsed. "I guarantee it with the reputation of the winemaking master Gulagas."
Chapter completed!