Chapter 464 The world-famous ghost wine

Ella suddenly stopped talking and changed her tone to say: "Sorry, forgive me for my poor eyesight. I didn't realize that the lady was a druid. Please don't be offended. Please come in, please come in."

In full view of everyone, Half Moon Colt completed the transformation and turned into a unique horse girl.

Her transformation was not much different from the last time. The biggest difference was that she put away the more eye-catching ponytail. Her situation was different from those ordinary druids after all, especially this reverse transformation, which was much more troublesome than Luna expected. Although she exchanged experiences with those orthodox druids, the help she got was quite limited.

The biggest advice she got was to use the transformation ability more and observe the humans around her more.

Many druids who specialize in wild transformation will transform into a certain animal for many years and sleep with the tribe of this animal for several years before they can truly master the essence of transforming into this animal. Many of them are even addicted to it and forget their true origins.

The transformation of the half-moon colt made the bird-shooting children, who had never seen the world, exclaim in disbelief. Others just looked at her twice more because of her unique and beautiful appearance, and then went about their business.

Especially the waitress Ella reacted more quickly, saying that this was not the first time she had entertained a druid who was proficient in transformation. It was not until Luna entered the tavern and ignored the tavern bar that she showed a trace of surprise and whispered: "Madam, you don't kiss the bar?"

Luna also said with a surprised face: "Why should I kiss the bar?"

"Have you not heard of the legend of our bar?" The waitress was even more surprised. Didn't they come for the tavern bar?

"What legend?"

"No wonder, legend..."

The waitress Ella wanted to tell the legend, but was interrupted by Aurora with a smile: "This is our job as a tour guide. You are responsible for preparing our drinks and rooms. As usual, we want room 7."

"Please come in. The room has been cleaned long ago. You can use it at will." The waitress said readily, "I wonder what you want to drink this time? Mushroom wine? Slark? Zar? Or Shirley?"

Gavin asked on the side: "Is it allowed to bring your own drinks here?"

Bring your own drinks to the pub?

This strange request was the first time that the well-informed waitress Ella had heard of it, but she was very quick-witted and replied with a smile: "If the guests have good wine, they can bring it with them, but I still strongly recommend that you try the mushroom wine brewed by Xuanlu. Even the nobles from the City of Glory will order a glass when they come here."

"Give us two a glass of mushroom wine, and as for the six beautiful ladies, please help me prepare this wine." Gavin took out a black wooden wine box from Howard's convenience bag and handed it to the waitress Ella.

Although he now has a portable dimensional cave, Gavin will not use it easily in public, especially in this unfamiliar environment.

Don't show off your wealth, which is a good way to avoid unnecessary trouble when you are out.

But there is no need to pretend to be too poor, especially when you are planning to do business.

When the waitress Ella just took the black wooden wine box, she was a little indifferent. When she opened it, she felt cold and couldn't help but whispered: "Ghost wine! The ghost wine of Vizeme from the valley. It's now thirty gold coins a cup in the City of Glory. Sir, are you sure you want to open this wine?"

"Ghost wine? Ghost wine from the Battle Valley?"

"The magic wine that has been hyped up to a sky-high price?"

"The ghost wine that is said to have beauty and makes women more feminine?"

"Ella, are you sure you are not mistaken? Have you seen ghost wine?"

The six female mages who had already walked into the box jumped back one by one after hearing the words, as if they had collectively cast an acceleration spell, their beautiful eyes widened, and they asked in unison.

"It's definitely right." Waitress Ella said in an extremely sure tone, "Last time, when my father and I went to the City of Glory to purchase goods, the wine merchant had a bottle in his hand. My father was very respectful, so he allowed us to try it. Look at this bottle. Is there a miniature manor in it?"

Ella carefully took the ghost wine out of the wine box, just like holding a bomb, fearing that it would be accidentally broken. According to the market price of this bottle of magic wine, she would have to live frugally for a year before she could hope to pay off the debt.

As the ghost wine bottle swayed, a lifelike manor phantom floated in the center of the bottle, causing the female wizards to exclaim again.

It's not that they haven't seen the market, but this kind of magic wine has been hyped up by those wine merchants. It is too famous and the quantity is too rare. Many people have only heard of it but have never really seen it.

If it was just those wine merchants who hyped it up, it would be fine, and it would probably be hot for a while.

But if those who bought the ghost wine not only did not feel cheated afterwards, but praised it, especially those ladies who pursue beauty care, unanimously praised it for making them look several years younger and rejuvenating their feminine vitality.

That would be quite amazing, and many people would flock to it.

Not only those women, but also those men, but they generally do not enjoy it themselves, but take it as a precious gift to the women they like.

That’s why it is said that the easiest thing to make money in this world is women’s money.

They are willing to spend money on themselves, and those men are also willing to spend money on them, especially for beauty.

“Ella is not wrong, this must be ghost wine. Currently, only Vizeme Manor has it in the whole continent. I haven’t heard of any place that can imitate it.” A gentle voice sounded from behind the waitress.

Gavin looked at the voice and saw an old man with silver hair and beard. There were traces of years on his face. He was not very tall, but strong enough, especially his hands. He was very dwarf-like, and his thickness was far above that of ordinary people. There was a cold light flashing in his sleeves, and at least more than a dozen flying knives were hidden in them. The rings on his hands also exuded strong magic fluctuations. It was obvious that they were not ordinary things.

Gavin’s eyes fell more on the other party’s hands. They didn’t look like a pair of old people’s hands, but like a young man’s, slender and powerful. Two big black iron eggs were flexibly turning in his hands. The patterns were extremely complicated, but there was no sound. He showed a strong control of his hands. His hand skills must be very good.

Information about this old man instantly came to Gavin's mind. His name was Craven Shablasta. He was the owner of the Antler Pot Tavern, an expert in throwing knives, a powerful former adventurer, at least with quasi-legendary strength. He had participated in the Crazy Adventure Group and was a long-time friend of the secret city lord of Waterdeep, the moneylender Mut.

Although Anfir Village is not big, it is full of hidden talents.

Although he was not the target of his trip, it would definitely be beneficial to have a good relationship with him.

"Dad Craven."

"Hello, Dad."

"Dad is still as energetic as before."

Whether it was the waitresses or the female mages, they all greeted him, showing respect and affection. It was obvious that this old man had a very good relationship with these young girls.

Craven smiled and said to Gavin: "Young man, don't you know what to call me?"

He had already finished his assessment of the young man in front of him in the corner of the tavern with the eyes of an old thief. The equipment on him looked inconspicuous, but in fact, it was very expensive, especially the gray breastplate, which was definitely a luxurious equipment worth more than 100,000 gold.

The performance of the other party after entering the Deer Horn Pot Tavern was definitely not what a young man could have. The first thing he saw was not the layout of the tavern, but the other doors and windows of the tavern, and then he stood in the corner that was most convenient for evacuating the tavern.

These were not deliberate, but a kind of physical instinct, which was the most powerful. Only those who had experienced countless life and death would develop such a habit.

He had already discovered himself and evaluated his own strength, but pretended not to care much.

At this point, he did not do well, or he could not pass, because his instincts would betray him, and his breath would change with his actions.

Interesting young man, he hadn't seen such an interesting young man for many years.

"Gavin*Nott greets the old gentleman." Gavin bowed.

Hearing Gavin's name, Craven was stunned involuntarily, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Ella, hurry up and help Mr. Gavin open this bottle of wine. This bottle of wine is extremely precious to others, but to this gentleman, it is a very ordinary commodity, because this kind of wine is the middle-class of his manor."

"What? The ghost wine is his property? He is the new owner of the Vizeme Manor?"

"Impossible? He is so young, how could he be the owner of the manor who sold millions of wine alone? Father Craven, are you mistaken?"

"Gavin*Nott! Why do I feel that this name is so familiar? I always feel that I have heard it somewhere. It turns out that when those wine merchants were promoting ghost wine, yes, the new owner of the Vizeme Manor is indeed called this Name. "

"The first thing he did was to make ghost wine, and he also has the same name as the owner of Vizeme Manor. It's definitely not just a coincidence, right?"

"The two things you said can't prove his identity. Ghost wine is not unavailable on the market. As for the name, anyone can say that about themselves."

"When you say that, Mr. Gavin becomes a liar."

"But he never said that he was the owner of Vizeme Manor from beginning to end. It was Father Craven who recognized him himself."

"Besides, we found him before and stopped him from making a horse racing bet. He didn't take the initiative to come to the door. I think it's just a coincidence."

The six female wizards whispered to each other, and looked at the young man they met by chance again with the eyes of looking at rare monsters.

It's not the first time they have made friends with passers-by and travelers. Some of them parted unhappily, and some got along very well and became friends.

But in terms of fantasy, this time has to be the first.

The opponent's half-moon colt had already shocked them, and now even the identity was going to be a heavy bomb for them.

Especially Aurora's heart was burning, because just a few minutes ago, they were still discussing a deal involving tens of thousands of war horses, but it was terminated because she doubted the other party's financial strength.

If the other party is really the owner of Vizeme Manor and the producer of ghost wine, my previous doubts will no longer exist, and the previous topic can be continued. If such a big deal can be facilitated, it will be a big blow to them in the family. It is simply unimaginable what kind of impact and changes this position will have.

At least there is no need to repeat the patrol work day after day in the remote countryside.

"I didn't expect those wine merchants to move at such a high speed and bring ghost wine to the Glory City so quickly." Gavin sighed sincerely.

He also didn't expect that Ghost Wine would be so well-known now that his identity would be revealed with just one bottle of wine.

But he had no intention of covering up or denying it from the beginning. He had no enemies to avoid here. Instead, he could take the opportunity to expand his influence and advance the matter of purchasing war horses.

"I'm not boasting. Our City of Glory still has some influence in the North. The market for all new things has opened here. In less than ten days, it will reach Luskan in the north, Baldur's Gate in the south, and Silver in the east." All the big cities from Moon City to Moon Shadow Island in the west will know about it," Craven said with a smile. "So, when many smart businessmen get unique goods, they will first go to Waterdeep City to test the waters. Ghost wine is no exception.”

"I've learned a lesson. It turns out that there is so much knowledge about business. It's because my knowledge is too shallow." Gavin said sincerely. He is indeed not yet fully started in this area. What he is mainly involved in now is the supply chain. the top.

"Haha... I just said it, and you just heard it. Don't take it seriously, otherwise you will lose all your pants. I don't care. Look at me, old man. At such an old age, I am guarding such a small place. You know the old tavern, and I am not a businessman, otherwise, I would have retired in the glorious city where every inch of land is precious." Craven laughed at himself.

"I think this place is quite good. Not only do we have a group of warm and kind-hearted people, but most importantly, we are also accompanied by a group of beautiful ladies. I am determined to buy a new property here." Gavin had an ulterior motive for his last sentence.

"Young man, you can talk and have half the demeanor of my youth. No wonder he is so popular with the little girls." Craven laughed cheerfully, "I don't object to buying property, just don't open a tavern, otherwise my tavern will be destroyed. closed."

"The old gentleman has said so. Whatever business I do here, I can no longer do the tavern business." Gavin used the words to rush, "I wonder if there is any property for sale in the village? It would be better to have a larger area. ”

This time it was Craven's turn to be stunned, "Young man, I'm not joking, do you really want to buy a property in Amphail Village?"

"It's not a joke." Gavin said with the same serious face, "Actually, I came here mainly to buy horses. It's just that we need a large number of horses. If we want to establish a long-term trade relationship, we must be here. I have briefly mentioned this matter to Miss Aurilla before, but I am new here and don’t have many acquaintances, so I have to rely on your help. "

"Young man, you are enterprising." Craven gestured his thumb to Gavin and said, "It's just that your level of doing business is really average. If you don't have a clue, you dare to go to the source of goods, and you are not afraid of being hit head-on. Into the gangster's den?"

"Although it's my first time to come to Amphail Village, my businessman friends have already helped me find out about the situation here." Gavin said that he came prepared, "Otherwise, I wouldn't If you dare, two people will come running."

"No wonder, I've been worrying too much." Craven said in a persuasive way, "There are suitable industries, but as someone who has been there, I suggest you not to be in such a hurry. Confirm the deal first, and wait until you find out that you really need something here. It’s not too late to buy when you get a share of the property. No one’s gold coins are blown by the wind, right?”

Gavin said calmly: "The old gentleman is right, I was too impatient."

He himself also felt that he was a bit too eager. How could he just step into a village and prepare to buy a house or property later? This always gave people the feeling that he had other agendas, although he did have other intentions. Have a picture.

"The topic has gone too far. If you can believe it, leave this bottle of ghost wine to the old man and I will handle it. I guarantee that you will drink something different and good today." Craven was also completely aroused.

Before Gavin could answer, the female mages couldn't wait to cheer him up. Aurilla whispered to Gavin from the side: "Father Craven's bartending skills are ranked first even in the Glory City." Among the top three, many high-ranking nobles traveled hundreds of kilometers to Anfeel just to taste his craftsmanship, but if they want to get him to take action, it all depends on their mood and they can't even spend money."

If this kind of thing happened to ordinary people, it would probably be for fame and reputation.

But when it comes to a quasi-legendary and former adventurer, that's his true nature.

Gavin naturally had no reason to give in and said with a smile: "This is our honor."

"Let's go, let's go." The female mages dragged Gavin and rushed to the bar, not even going to the private room, just to taste the ghost wine prepared by Craven.

Not only them, but other people in the tavern had already gathered around.

But the time is wrong now. It’s past noon and not yet afternoon. Except for a few drunk old drunkards, the others are all bar staff, and they are all young and beautiful waitresses like Ella.

For a moment, Gavin only felt that there were girls chatting excitedly around him. Their eyes always drifted to him from time to time. Needless to say, the information they communicated was probably related to him.

How did he suddenly fall into a nest of women?

Six women were already enough to give people a headache, and now there were six more, especially the six at the back. The way they looked at him was like looking at a big gold mountain, wishing to eat him alive.